The Switchman

“Good morning,” said the little prince.
“Good morning,” said the railway switchman.
“What is it that you do here?” asked the little prince.
“I sort the travelers into bundles of a thousand,” the switchman said. “I dispatch the trains that carry them, sometimes to the right, sometimes to the left.”
And a brightly lit express train, roaring like thunder, shook the switchman’s cabin.
“What a hurry they’re in,” said the little prince. “What are they looking for?”
“Not even the engineer on the locomotive knows.”
And another brightly lit express train thundered by in the opposite direction.
“Are they coming back already?” asked the little prince.
“It’s not the same ones,” the switchman said. “It’s an exchange.”
“They weren’t satisfied, where they were?” asked the little prince.
“No one is ever satisfied where he is.”
And a third brightly lit express train thundered past.
“Are they chasing the first travelers?” asked the little prince.
“They’re not chasing anything,” the switchman said. “They’re sleeping in there, or else they’re yawning. Only the children are pressing their noses against the windowpanes.”

~Antoine de Saint-Exupery, from The Little Prince

One Response to “The Switchman”

  1. W.C. Varones Says:

    I used to confuse The Little Prince with The Prince. Kind of a different thing.

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