Several year ago, read the Isle of the penguins written by the french writer Anatole France. The narration is very good, and the time, I thought that every thing was real. (I was a very litle girl). Real size of the penguins and real story .
I ended my chilhood and one day on the holiday as a woman, I made a trip to Península Valdes, Argentina's Patagonia. There, thousand of penguins walked behind me. The strange thing , is that my imagination a child had thought of the big penguins like us, adult humans.
This time observing the whales, sea lions and penguins particulary, I felt as part of the story of the french writer Anatole France.
The interesting fact is that a writer from another part of the world introduced metothe imagination saying how wonderful it is to connect yourself with widlife.
I ended my chilhood and one day on the holiday as a woman, I made a trip to Península Valdes, Argentina's Patagonia. There, thousand of penguins walked behind me. The strange thing , is that my imagination a child had thought of the big penguins like us, adult humans.
This time observing the whales, sea lions and penguins particulary, I felt as part of the story of the french writer Anatole France.
The interesting fact is that a writer from another part of the world introduced metothe imagination saying how wonderful it is to connect yourself with widlife.
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