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I soon learned to know this flower better. On the little prince's planet the flowers
had always been very simple. They had only one ring of petals; they took up no
room at all; they were a trouble to nobody. One morning they would appear in the
grass, and by night they would have faded peacefully away. But one day, from a
seed blown from no one knew where, a new flower had come up; and the little
prince had watched very closely over this small sprout which was not like any
other small sprouts on his planet. It might, you see, have been a new kind of
baobab.
The shrub soon stopped growing, and began to get ready to produce a flower. The
little prince, who was present at the first appearance of a huge bud, felt at once
that some sort of miraculous apparition must emerge from it. But the flower was
not satisfied to complete the preparations for her beauty in the shelter of her green
chamber. She chose her colours with the greatest care. She adjusted her petals one
by one. She did not wish to go out into the world all rumpled, like the field
poppies. It was only in the full radiance of her beauty that she wished to appear.
Oh, yes! She was a coquettish creature! And her mysterious adornment lasted for
days and days.
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I soon learned to know this flower better. On the little prince's planet the flowers
had always been very simple. They had only one ring of petals; they took up no
room at all; they were a trouble to nobody. One morning they would appear in the
grass, and by night they would have faded peacefully away. But one day, from a
seed blown from no one knew where, a new flower had come up; and the little
prince had watched very closely over this small sprout which was not like any
other small sprouts on his planet. It might, you see, have been a new kind of
baobab.
The shrub soon stopped growing, and began to get ready to produce a flower. The
little prince, who was present at the first appearance of a huge bud, felt at once
that some sort of miraculous apparition must emerge from it. But the flower was
not satisfied to complete the preparations for her beauty in the shelter of her green
chamber. She chose her colours with the greatest care. She adjusted her petals one
by one. She did not wish to go out into the world all rumpled, like the field
poppies. It was only in the full radiance of her beauty that she wished to appear.
Oh, yes! She was a coquettish creature! And her mysterious adornment lasted for
days and days.
