This is a true story, as you will see when you will read it.
If you don’t believe it, you are not a dreamer.
So, if you listen carefully you will see I’m telling the truth.
It will take me a minute to prepare my pen (or my laptop) and
my camera…
It may be that I’m an ugly duck if I believe this story is true, but it may be
I’m a swan…. So lets start!
Very important: the hour on the clock!
There was once a telephone whose name was John. For some weeks now, John had noticed that a very nice young lady called his master very often and he began to have the impression that this young lady was in love with the later one, whose name was Michael. John knew that Michael was a very nice person, but also a person which proved to be severely in many occasions and which pretended for everyone to be perfect. Well… almost perfect.
