When I was ten, my parents bought a book called “1001 Questions About THIS.” Lovely such a book in a blue interwoven with golden booklets on the cover. But most of all, I was concerned about what “this” was. And since I loved to read, one day I just sat down for a book, it turned out to be very curious. And by the end of the reading I already knew about pollution, homosexuality, and petting, but the allegory of the mysterious word "This" has never been solved for me.



Probably my mom noticed me with this book, because after a while, on the way to the market, she decided to tell me where the kids came from. I went and listened to the story that “when adults fall in love, they get married” and thought my mother didn’t read the book she bought.