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Harry Corroudge au Mont Saint Michel (fin)

Posted by
Pascale. (La Bonneville sur Iton, France) on 19 March 2011 in Architecture and Portfolio.

Après une nuit passée dans le Mont, quelle ne fut pas sa surprise de se réveiller le lendemain sous la forme d’un pigeon ! Quelle farce lui avait fait Harry ? Mais son humeur joyeuse lui firent considérer tous les avantages de cette condition, il allait se sentir comme un esprit libéré de son enveloppe charnelle et de toutes les contraintes liées à cette vie terrestre : adieu réveil qui sonne trop tôt le matin, adieu patron qui vous met la pression, adieu courses au supermarché et queues interminables aux caisses, adieu tonte de la pelouse tous les samedis, adieu découverts bancaires à la fin du mois, et adieu tracas sentimentaux capables de détruire une vie.
Sa décision était prise, il allait devenir pigeon voyageur , survoler les montagnes de l’Himalaya et les atolls polynésiens en passant par les immensités de Mongolie.
Alors, il roucoula de bonheur, et s’envola vers le ciel en lançant un grand merci à Harry Corroudge qui avait permis cette métamorphose. Et Harry a ri.
Fin



ENGLISH
After a night spent in the Mount, what was not his surprise to wake up the next day under the shape of a pigeon! What joke had made for him Harry? But his joyful humor made him consider all the advantages of this condition, he was going to feel as a spirit freed from his mortal coil and from all the constraints of this ground life: goodbye alarm clock which rings too early in the morning, goodbye boss who puts you the pressure, goodbye shopping in the supermarket and the endless tails at the cashdesks, goodbye shearing of the lawn every Saturday, goodbye bank overdrafts at the end of the month, and goodbye sentimental bothers capable of destroying a life.
His decision was begun, it was going to become carrier pigeon, to glance through the mountains of Himalaya and the atolls of Polynesia,by going through the unlimitedness of Mongolia.
Then, he cooed of happiness, and flew away towards the sky by throwing one thank to Harry Corroudge who had allowed this metamorphosis. And Harry laughed.

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