He was once a little boy who went to the school.
He was really small
and the school was large.
But when it realized
that it could enter directly its class
While arriving of outside, it was happy.
The school did not seem to him then
As large as front.

A good morning,
The little boy went to the school
Since already a few times,
" Today, we will draw "
He could draw all kinds of things:
Tigers and lions,
Hens and cows,
Trains and boats,
And still.
He came out his colouring pencils
And started to draw.

But its professor added then:
" Wait,
we are not ready to start! "
Then it waited until all its pupils look at it
Before continuing.

" Very well ", says she,
" We will draw flowers "
" Perfect ", known as the little boy.
He liked much to draw flowers.
And it was put to draw the very beautiful ones,
Pinks, oranges, the blue ones...

Once again the professor known as: " Wait!
I will show you how to make "
She drew a red flower
With a green stem.
" Here ", added it.
" You can now start "

The little boy examined the flower
That it had drawn.
Then it looked at to them his.
It liked to them his better, but it does not say anything of it.
It turned over its paper sheet
And drew a flower like that
That its professor had drawn.
Red with a green stem.

A few days later,
the little boy opened the gate of the class
all alone and entered.
And the professor says to them:
" Today, we will work clay "
" Cheer! ", says itself the little boy.
He liked to work clay.

He could make all kinds of things
With clay:
Snakes and fellows of snow,
Elephants and mice,
Cars and trucks,
And still.
And it started to roll its ball clay
And to model it.

But its professeurs' exclaimed:
" Wait, we are not yet
loans to be started! "
And it waited until all its pupils
look at attentively.

" Very well ", continued it,
" We will make a plate "
" Perfect ", says itself the little boy.
He liked to make plates.
And it was put at work,
and made several plates
various forms
and of various sizes.

Then its professor added: " Wait!
I will show you how to make "
And it showed them how to make
a soup plate
" Here ", exclaimed it.
" You can now start "

The little boy looked at the plate of the professor.
Then them his.
He preferred his plates with that of the professor
but he does not say anything of it.
He took again his clay,
In remade a large ball
And copied the plate of the professor.
It was hollow.

And the little boy
very quickly learned how to wait.
To look at,
and with to do everything in the same way
that its professor.
And it ceased very quickly
to make things with its own way.

Then, a good day,
the family of the little boy
moved in another city
and it had then
to attend another school.

That school was even larger than the other.
and it could not enter
directly in its class.
It was to climb long
and to traverse long corridors
before arriving at its class.

And the first day when it went there,
its new professor known as:
" Today, we will make drawing "
" Perfect ", says itself the little boy,
and it waited until the professor
he show how to make.
But the profesor does not say anything more then
and it started to circulate in the lines.

When it arrived very close to our little boy,
it says to him: " You do not want to draw? "
" Yes ", retorted to him he.
" What will I draw? "
" I do not know ", answered him it,
" it is what we will see
when you finish "
" How do I have to make? ", added the little boy.
" As you want ", says him it.
" Of which color? ", asked it.
" With you to choose ", answered him it.
" If all the pupils drew the same thing,
same color,
I could never know who drew what! "
" I do not know ", added the little boy;
and it started to draw a red flower
with a green stem.