If All the World Were Apple Pie

If all the world were apple pie,

And all the sea were ink,

And all the trees were bread and cheese,

What would we have to drink?

Personality

When I moved away from my home and I went to live in another continent someone told me that I was lucky. Going so far from where I was born allowed me to really discover whom I am, what I want. After a good number of years I can say that I do not know if I really agree with that idea. I feel more similar to the real me when I am surrounded by the places where I was born, the people that love me, the sounds that I heard since when I was a child. How is it that I still feel that I can be the better me only at Home?

The Fox and the Grape

Driven by hunger, a fox tried to reach some grapes hanging high on the vine but was unable to, although he leaped with all his strength. As he went away, the fox remarked, 'Oh, you aren't even ripe yet! I don't need any sour grapes.'