The metaphor of little kid
When I saw the scene in which The Little Prince was back to his lovely Planet, B612. It triggered me to fall into an emotional overwhelming. All of a sudden, my breast bone started to hurt, my throat tightened, and tears welled in my eyes.
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The metaphor of a kid is quite common when people first came into the Little Prince. As the author said on the book cover:
“All grown-ups were once children although only a few of them remember it.”
However, for me anyway, the little kid is inherently personal, which directly tells a story of how I seek happiness, peace, and most importantly, the love I long for. Learning how to accept love and welcome its coming is to let love crack you open even though the feeling of it was so unbearably emotional when I first came to it.
That feeling is always hovering over the background while I was on the journey to B612. I have tried so hard to understand the ideas behind a whole bunch of metaphors and even dig down deep into the text, trying to figure out what the author wants to convey.
But, later on, I think the point is not what the author elaborates but what you have learned and gained from the novel. In my view, the little prince can be the entryway to know yourself even better, and it can also be a helping hand on life’s journey whenever you are thrown into the abyss of despair.
