Painting by Olivier & Son
On the basis of a letter from Deren Acar (Turkey)
I can’t breathe
I am a little fish who lives in a big lake. At least it was big until a while ago. I was swimming in the lake, among the seaweed and moss while greeting my friends. Day by day everyone’s face was getting more tense. At first i didn’t understand their worry but now i see it. The space i used to swim in is getting smaller everyday. Most of my friends are gone. I don’t think there is enough water for us all of us to swim. Our lake now became a little puddle… I can’t breathe anymore. The water is gone.
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