Stories

For me, words were images of sounds first and foremost.

I remember very well how when I was a child I captured words that I heard from adults.

I remember very well how when I was a child I captured words that I heard from adults. I memorized them according to how they sounded. There was an inherent tone within the language that was familiar to me. When it came to speaking, I would recall a word through the particular fluidity of its intonation. It would then become easy to recall and I would use it.

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The Little Land

Imagine that you have a little garden, or rather a little plot which is not quite a garden yet

Imagine that you have a little garden, or rather a little plot which is not quite a garden yet, just a piece of earth, of land, which is yours, and which belongs to you and only you, with clearly marked boundaries that mark it off from the property of others. It has your imprint and to make a garden grow on it you need to water it. What happens when you water it regularly with a0ention? You see your garden grow with different plants and different flowers of various colours.

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