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| <h6>Author</h6> | ||
| <h1>Paulo Coelho</h1> | ||
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| “Can I help you?” asked the man behind the window. | ||
| “Maybe tomorrow,” said the boy, moving away. If he sold just | ||
| one of his sheep, he’d have enough to get to the other shore of the | ||
| strait. The idea frightened him. | ||
| “Another dreamer,” said the ticket seller to his assistant, | ||
| watching the boy walk away. “He doesn’t have enough money to | ||
| travel.” | ||
| While standing at the ticket window, the boy had remembered | ||
| his flock, and decided he should go back to being a shepherd. In two | ||
| years he had learned everything about shepherding: he knew how | ||
| to shear sheep, how to care for pregnant ewes, and how to protect | ||
| the sheep from wolves. He knew all the fields and pastures of | ||
| Andalusia. And he knew what was the fair price for every one of his | ||
| animals. | ||
| He decided to return to his friend’s stable by the longest route | ||
| possible. As he walked past the city’s castle, he interrupted his | ||
| return, and climbed the stone ramp that led to the top of the wall. | ||
| From there, he could see Africa in the distance. Someone had once | ||
| told him that it was from there that the Moors had come, to occupy | ||
| all of Spain. | ||
| He could see almost the entire city from where he sat, including | ||
| the plaza where he had talked with the old man. Curse the moment I | ||
| met that old man, he thought. He had come to the town only to find | ||
| a woman who could interpret his dream. Neither the woman nor the | ||
| old man was at all impressed by the fact that he was a shepherd. | ||
| They were solitary individuals who no longer believed in things, | ||
| and didn’t understand that shepherds become attached to their | ||
| sheep. He knew everything about each member of his flock: he | ||
| knew which ones were lame, which one was to give birth two | ||
| months from now, and which were the laziest. He knew how to | ||
| shear them, and how to slaughter them. If he ever decided to leave | ||
| them, they would suffer. | ||
| The wind began to pick up. He knew that wind: people called it | ||
| the levanter, because on it the Moors had come from the Levant at | ||
| the eastern end of the Mediterranean. | ||
| The levanter increased in intensity. Here I am, between my flock | ||
| and my treasure, the boy thought. He had to choose between | ||
| something he had become accustomed to and something he wanted | ||
| to have. There was also the merchant’s daughter, but she wasn’t as | ||
| important as his flock, because she didn’t depend on him. Maybe she | ||
| didn’t even remember him. He was sure that it made no difference | ||
| to her on which day he appeared: for her, every day was the same, | ||
| and when each day is the same as the next, it’s because people fail to | ||
| recognize the good things that happen in their lives every day that | ||
| the sun rises. | ||
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