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A curiosity about the whale has been a part off me for as long as I can remember. When I was a very small child, my grandfather used to sing a song that that began:
In The North Sea lived a whale
Big of done and large of tail...
The song went on to describe how this whale was the master of his world until theday when it met a stranger: a big greaming silver fish who refused to acknowledge the whale's mastery.The whale grew angry and slapped the stranger with its tail. That was a fatal mistake, because the atrange fish was actually a torpedo. The mortal of the song was: it does not pay to be a bully. Inever understood it that way, me sympathy was with the whale - the victim, as it seemed to me symped to me, of a very dirty trick.
As I grew older,the whale became a symbol of ultimate secrets that have not yet been revealed to us. Whenever anything came about whales, I understood from all my reading was that the whales were doomed to disappear and carry their secrets with them.
A curiosity about the whale has been a part off me for as long as I can remember. When I was a very small child, my grandfather used to sing a song that that began:
In The North Sea lived a whale
Big of done and large of tail...
The song went on to describe how this whale was the master of his world until theday when it met a stranger: a big greaming silver fish who refused to acknowledge the whale's mastery.The whale grew angry and slapped the stranger with its tail. That was a fatal mistake, because the atrange fish was actually a torpedo. The mortal of the song was: it does not pay to be a bully. Inever understood it that way, me sympathy was with the whale - the victim, as it seemed to me symped to me, of a very dirty trick.
As I grew older,the whale became a symbol of ultimate secrets that have not yet been revealed to us. Whenever anything came about whales, I understood from all my reading was that the whales were doomed to disappear and carry their secrets with them.
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Любопытство по отношению к киту было частью моей жизни столько, сколько я себя помню. Когда я был очень маленьким, мой дедушка пел песню, которая началась так:
В Северном море жил кит
Большой кости и с большим хвостом...
Песня продолжала описывать, как этот кит был хозяином своего мира до того дня, когда он встретил незнакомца: большую блестящую серебристую рыбу, которая отказалась признать власть кита. Кит разозлился и ударил незнакомца своим хвостом. Это была роковая ошибка, потому что странная рыба была на самом деле торпедой. Мораль песни была такова: плохо быть задирой. Я никогда не понимал это таким образом, мои симпатии были связаны с китом - жертвой, как мне показалось, очень подлой проделки.
Когда я стал старше, кит стал символом величайших тайн, которые нам еще не открыты. Я читал все, что было связано с китами, но единственное, что я понял из всего прочитанного, что киты были обречены исчезнуть и унести свои тайны (секреты) с собой.