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| <h6>Author</h6> | ||
| <h1>Paulo Coelho</h1> | ||
| <h6>Brazilian lyricist</h6> | ||
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| And they had understood each other perfectly well. | ||
| There must be a language that doesn’t depend on words, the boy | ||
| thought. I’ve already had that experience with my sheep, and now | ||
| it’s happening with people. | ||
| He was learning a lot of new things. Some of them were things | ||
| that he had already experienced, and weren’t really new, but that he | ||
| had never perceived before. And he hadn’t perceived them because | ||
| he had become accustomed to them. He realized: If I can learn to | ||
| understand this language without words, I can learn to understand | ||
| the world. | ||
| Relaxed and unhurried, he resolved that he would walk through | ||
| the narrow streets of Tangier. Only in that way would he be able to | ||
| read the omens. He knew it would require a lot of patience, but | ||
| shepherds know all about patience. Once again he saw that, in that | ||
| strange land, he was applying the same lessons he had learned with | ||
| his sheep. | ||
| “All things are one,” the old man had said. | ||
| THE CRYSTAL MERCHANT AWOKE WITH THE DAY, AND FELT the same anxiety | ||
| that he felt every morning. He had been in the same place for thirty | ||
| years: a shop at the top of a hilly street where few customers | ||
| passed. Now it was too late to change anything—the only thing he | ||
| had ever learned to do was to buy and sell crystal glassware. There | ||
| had been a time when many people knew of his shop: Arab | ||
| merchants, French and English geologists, German soldiers who | ||
| were always well-heeled. In those days it had been wonderful to be | ||
| selling crystal, and he had thought how he would become rich, and | ||
| have beautiful women at his side as he grew older. | ||
| But, as time passed, Tangier had changed. The nearby city of | ||
| Ceuta had grown faster than Tangier, and business had fallen off. | ||
| Neighbors moved away, and there remained only a few small shops | ||
| on the hill. And no one was going to climb the hill just to browse | ||
| through a few small shops. | ||
| But the crystal merchant had no choice. He had lived thirty years | ||
| of his life buying and selling crystal pieces, and now it was too late | ||
| to do anything else. | ||
| He spent the entire morning observing the infrequent comings | ||
| and goings in the street. He had done this for years, and knew the | ||
| schedule of everyone who passed. But, just before lunchtime, a boy | ||
| stopped in front of the shop. He was dressed normally, but the | ||
| practiced eyes of the crystal merchant could see that the boy had no | ||
| money to spend. Nevertheless, the merchant decided to delay his | ||
| lunch for a few minutes until the boy moved on. | ||
| A CARD HANGING IN THE DOORWAY ANNOUNCED THAT several languages | ||
| were spoken in the shop. The boy saw a man appear behind the | ||
| counter. | ||
| “I can clean up those glasses in the window, if you want,” said | ||
| the boy. “The way they look now, nobody is going to want to buy | ||
| them.” | ||
| The man looked at him without responding. | ||
| “In exchange, you could give me something to eat.” | ||
| The man still said nothing, and the boy sensed that he was going | ||
| to have to make a decision. In his pouch, he had his jacket—he | ||
| certainly wasn’t going to need it in the desert. Taking the jacket out, | ||
| he began to clean the glasses. In half an hour, he had cleaned all the | ||
| glasses in the window, and, as he was doing so, two customers had | ||
| entered the shop and bought some crystal. | ||
| When he had completed the cleaning, he asked the man for | ||
| something to eat. “Let’s go and have some lunch,” said the crystal | ||
| merchant. | ||
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