As a child, every year I have been observing a circus setting up its big tend in front of our house. They arrived with caravans loaded with all sorts of strange and colourful things. I watched at them feeling fascination, until one day, in exchange for some fancy work, they gave to me a magical and brilliant entrance full of expectations ...
At night I have been dreaming of flying. At the beginning and with a great effort of concentration, I could barely lift myself from a chair. But night after night, flying became easier and very soon I was able to move freely through the air all over the house.