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<h3>1</h3>
<p class="sh">We are introduced to the narrator, a pilot, and his
ideas about grown-ups.</p>
<p class="first"><span class="dropcap">O</span>nce when I was six
years old I saw a magnificent picture in a book, called True
Stories from Nature, about the primeval forest. It was a picture of
a boa constrictor in the act of swallowing an animal. Here is a
copy of the drawing.</p>
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<p>In the book it said:</p>
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<p class="ni">“Boa constrictors swallow their prey whole, without
chewing it. After that they are not able to move, and they sleep
through the six months that they need for digestion.”</p>
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<p>I pondered deeply, then, over the adventures of the jungle. And
after some work with a colored pencil I succeeded in making my
first drawing. My <i>Drawing Number One</i>. It looked like
this:</p>
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<p>I showed my masterpiece to the grown-ups, and asked them whether
the drawing frightened them. But they answered:</p>
<p>“Frighten? Why should any one be frightened by a hat?” My
drawing was not a picture of a hat. It was a picture of a boa
constrictor digesting an elephant. But since the grown-ups were not
able to understand it, I made another drawing: I drew the inside of
the boa constrictor, so that the grown-ups could see it clearly.
They always need to have things explained. My <i>Drawing Number
Two</i> looked like this:</p>
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<p>The grown-ups’ response, this time, was to advise me to lay
aside my drawings of boa constrictors, whether from the inside or
the outside, and devote myself instead to geography, history,
arithmetic and grammar. That is why, at the age of six, I gave up
what might have been a magnificent career as a painter. I had been
disheartened by the failure of my <i>Drawing Number One</i> and my
<i>Drawing Number Two</i>. Grown-ups never understand anything by
themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and
forever explaining things to them.</p>
<p>So then I chose another profession, and learned to pilot
airplanes. I have flown a little over all parts of the world; and
it is true that geography has been very useful to me. At a glance I
can distinguish China from Arizona. If one gets lost in the night,
such knowledge is valuable.</p>
<p>In the course of this life I have had a great many encounters
with a great many people who have been concerned with matters of
consequence. I have lived a great deal among grown-ups. I have seen
them intimately, close at hand. And that hasn’t much improved my
opinion of them.</p>
<p>Whenever I met one of them who seemed to me at all
clear-sighted, I tried the experiment of showing him my <i>Drawing
Number One</i>, which I have always kept. I would try to find out,
so, if this was a person of true understanding. But, whoever it
was, he, or she, would always say:</p>
<p>“That is a hat.”</p>
<p>Then I would never talk to that person about boa constrictors,
or primeval forests, or stars. I would bring myself down to his
level. I would talk to him about bridge, and golf, and politics,
and neckties. And the grown-up would be greatly pleased to have met
such a sensible man.</p>
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