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<h6>Author</h6> | ||
<h1>Paulo Coelho</h1> | ||
<h6>Brazilian lyricist</h6> | ||
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That first day, everyone slept from exhaustion, including the | ||
Englishman. The boy was assigned a place far from his friend, in a | ||
tent with five other young men of about his age. They were people | ||
of the desert, and clamored to hear his stories about the great cities. | ||
The boy told them about his life as a shepherd, and was about to | ||
tell them of his experiences at the crystal shop when the | ||
Englishman came into the tent. | ||
“I’ve been looking for you all morning,” he said, as he led the boy | ||
outside. “I need you to help me find out where the alchemist lives.” | ||
First, they tried to find him on their own. An alchemist would | ||
probably live in a manner that was different from that of the rest of | ||
the people at the oasis, and it was likely that in his tent an oven was | ||
continuously burning. They searched everywhere, and found that | ||
the oasis was much larger than they could have imagined; there | ||
were hundreds of tents. | ||
“We’ve wasted almost the entire day,” said the Englishman, | ||
sitting down with the boy near one of the wells. | ||
“Maybe we’d better ask someone,” the boy suggested. | ||
The Englishman didn’t want to tell others about his reasons for | ||
being at the oasis, and couldn’t make up his mind. But, finally, he | ||
agreed that the boy, who spoke better Arabic than he, should do so. | ||
The boy approached a woman who had come to the well to fill a | ||
goatskin with water. | ||
“Good afternoon, ma’am. I’m trying to find out where the | ||
alchemist lives here at the oasis.” | ||
The woman said she had never heard of such a person, and | ||
hurried away. But before she fled, she advised the boy that he had | ||
better not try to converse with women who were dressed in black, | ||
because they were married women. He should respect tradition. | ||
The Englishman was disappointed. It seemed he had made the | ||
long journey for nothing. The boy was also saddened; his friend was | ||
in pursuit of his Personal Legend. And, when someone was in such | ||
pursuit, the entire universe made an effort to help him succeed— | ||
that’s what the old king had said. He couldn’t have been wrong. | ||
“I had never heard of alchemists before,” the boy said. “Maybe | ||
no one here has, either.” | ||
The Englishman’s eyes lit up. “That’s it! Maybe no one here | ||
knows what an alchemist is! Find out who it is who cures the | ||
people’s illnesses!” | ||
Several women dressed in black came to the well for water, but | ||
the boy would speak to none of them, despite the Englishman’s | ||
insistence. Then a man approached. | ||
“Do you know someone here who cures people’s illnesses?” the | ||
boy asked. | ||
“Allah cures our illnesses,” said the man, clearly frightened of the | ||
strangers. “You’re looking for witch doctors.” He spoke some verses | ||
from the Koran, and moved on. | ||
Another man appeared. He was older, and was carrying a small | ||
bucket. The boy repeated his question. | ||
“Why do you want to find that sort of person?” the Arab asked. | ||
“Because my friend here has traveled for many months in order | ||
to meet with him,” the boy said. | ||
“If such a man is here at the oasis, he must be the very powerful | ||
one,” said the old man after thinking for a few moments. “Not even | ||
the tribal chieftains are able to see him when they want to. Only | ||
when he consents. | ||
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