At othertimes, at a crucial moment, I make it easier for things to happen. The boy had never even noticed that there was a hole in his pouch.He knelt down to find Urim and Thummim and put them back in the pouch.But as he saw them lying there on the ground, another phrase came to hismind.\"Learn to recognize omens, and follow them,\" the old king had said.An omen. The book was written inSpanish. I'm going to hate those who have found their treasurebecause I never found mine. The rest is up to Allah, including the danger.\"And he concluded by saying the mysterious word: \"Maktub.\"\"You should pay more attention to the caravan,\" the boy said to theEnglishman, after the camel driver had left. A sycamore tree. Ifinally have enough money, and all the time I need. *\"That's strange,\" said the boy, as he tried once again to read the burial In two years he hadlearned everything about shepherding: he knew how to shear sheep, how tocare for pregnant ewes, and how to protect the sheep from wolves. When his vision returned to normal,the boy was able to read what the old man had written in the sand.There, in the sand of the plaza of that small city, the boy read the names ofhis father and his mother and the name of the seminary he had attended.He read the name of the merchant's daughter, which he hadn't even known,and he read things he had never told anyone. But, just before lunchtime, a boy stopped in front of the shop.He was dressed normally, but the practiced eyes of the crystal merchantcould see that the boy had no money to spend. The next day, he gave his son a pouch that heldthree ancient Spanish gold coins.\"I found these one day in the fields. He had already imagined the scene manytimes; every time, the girl became fascinated when he explained that thesheep had to be sheared from back to front. You can publish your book online for free in a few minutes! The miner hadabandoned everything to go mining for emeralds. The boy smiled to himself. A recurring dream troubles Santiago, a young and adventurous Andalusian shepherd. An allegorical novel, The Alchemist follows a young Andalusian shepherd in his journey to the pyramids of Egypt, after having a recurring dream of finding a treasure there. The merchants were assembling theirstalls, and the boy helped a candy seller to do his. That's where I was born.\"\"Well then, we could say that I was born in Salem.\"The boy didn't know where Salem was, but he didn't want to ask, fearingthat he would appear ignorant. But an old king sometimes has totake some pride in himself.\" *How strange Africa is, thought the boy.He was sitting in a bar very much like the other bars he had seen along thenarrow streets of Tangier. The priests carried them in a golden breastplate.\"The boy was suddenly happy to be there at the warehouse.\"Maybe this is an omen,\" said the Englishman, half aloud.\"Who told you about omens?\" The boy's interest was increasing by themoment.\"Everything in life is an omen,\" said the Englishman, now closing the journalhe was reading. The tea seemed less bitter.\"Who are you?\" he heard a voice ask him in Spanish.The boy was relieved. One afternoon, on a visit to his family,he had summoned up the courage to tell his father that he didn't want tobecome a priest. Then he turned to theboy.\"I am proud of you,\" he said. An alchemist would probably live ina manner that was different from that of the rest of the people at the oasis,and it was likely that in his tent an oven was continuously burning. It turned out to be a bitter tea. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 43 / 94He also said that this was not just a human gift, that everything on the faceof the earth had a soul, whether mineral, vegetable, or animalor even justa simple thought.\"Everything on earth is being continuously transformed, because the earth isalive and it has a soul. They spent so much time close to the fire that gradually theygave up the vanities of the world. He recited an Our Father silently.\"Very interesting,\" said the woman, never taking her eyes from the boy'shands, and then she fell silent.The boy was becoming nervous. Melchizedek, the king ofSalem, sat on the wall of the fort that afternoon, and felt the levanterblowing in his face. \"I dreamed that I was in a fieldwith my sheep, when a child appeared and began to play with the animals. It was the old manwho had asked for a drink of his wine, and had started the conversation.\"Give me my book,\" the boy said. Itwas more activity than usual for this time of the morning. They were fascinating stories:each of them lived out his destiny to the end. Theysearched everywhere, and found that the oasis was much larger than theycould have imagined; there were hundreds of tents.\"We've wasted almost the entire day,\" said the Englishman, sitting downwith the boy near one of the wells.\"Maybe we'd better ask someone,\" the boy suggested.The Englishman didn't want to tell others about his reasons for being at theoasis, and couldn't make up his mind. *The boy couldn't believe what he was seeing: the oasis, rather than beingjust a well surrounded by a few palm treesas he had seen once in ageography bookwas much larger than many towns back in Spain. It was as if some mysterious energy bound his life to that ofthe sheep, with whom he had spent the past two years, leading themthrough the countryside in search of food and water. It reminded him of thewool from his sheep his sheep who were now seeking food and water inthe fields of Andalusia, as they always had.\"They're not my sheep anymore,\" he said to himself, without nostalgia.\"They must be used to their new shepherd, and have probably alreadyforgotten me. He transformed himselfinto a stone that rolled up to the miner's foot. \"It's like the camel driver said:'Eat when it's time to eat. If he ever wrote a book, he thought, he wouldpresent one person at a time, so that the reader wouldn't have to worry He decided to stay right there and await his return.As he waited, a priest climbed to the top of a nearby tower and began hischant; everyone in the market fell to their knees, touched their foreheads tothe ground, and took up the chant. *The men climbed the hill, and they were tired when they reached the top.But there they saw a crystal shop that offered refreshing mint tea. \"I'll work all night, untildawn, and I'll clean every piece of crystal in your shop. Two customers came in today while you were working,and that's a good omen.\"People talk a lot about omens, thought the shepherd. His smile reminded the boy of the old manthe mysterious old king he had met. Urim and Thummim.It made the boy think of the old king, and it startled him to realize how longit had been since he had thought of him. Originally written in Portuguese, it became a widely translated international bestseller. But maybe I'llnever have another chance to get to the Pyramids in Egypt. \"If you want to learn about your owntreasure, you will have to give me one-tenth of your flock.\"\"What about one-tenth of my treasure?\"The old man looked disappointed. \"I'm herebecause a friend of mine heard of an Arab who\"But the caravan began to move, and it was impossible to hear what theEnglishman was saying. Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist. Themerchant was the proprietor of a dry goods shop, and he always demandedthat the sheep be sheared in his presence, so that he would not becheated. \"We make a lot of detours, butwe're always heading for the same destination.\"\"And you ought to read more about the world,\" answered the Englishman.\"Books are like caravans in that respect.\"The immense collection of people and animals began to travel faster. The boy could see in his father's gaze adesire to be able, himself, to travel the worlda desire that was still alive,despite his father's having had to bury it, over dozens of years, under theburden of struggling for water to drink, food to eat, and the same place tosleep every night of his life. The peoplewere also praying to heaven for protection.A long note was sounded on a bugle, and everyone mounted up. He called to the boy, andthey took a walk along the dunes surrounding the encampment. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 12 / 94succeeded in discovering your destiny.\"The boy didn't know what a person's \"destiny\" was.\"It's what you have always wanted to accomplish. The Englishman said nothing.And the murmur lasted longer than a simple vow would have. But he was ableto understand one thing: making a decision was only the beginning ofthings. He looked around at the empty plaza again,feeling less desperate than before. He read the lives of the various people who had succeeded in doingso: Helv?ius, Elias, Fulcanelli, and Geber. Ten years at the university, and here I am in a corral.But he had to move on. He was afraid to look around, because he knew what hewould find. But all he foundwas the heavy book, his jacket, and the two stones the old man had givenhim.As he looked at the stones, he felt relieved for some reason. Inhis pursuit of the dream, he was being constantly subjected to tests of hispersistence and courage. The alchemist saw the tribal chiefs greet the leader of thecaravan, and converse with him at length.But none of that mattered to the alchemist. Thinking about that for amoment, he realized that it could be the other way around: that it was hewho had become accustomed to their schedule.But there were certain of them who took a bit longer to awaken. \"People will pass byand bump into it, and pieces will be broken.\"\"Well, when I took my sheep through the fields some of them might havedied if we had come upon a snake. Outside, a hugecaravan was being prepared for a crossing of the Sahara, and wasscheduled to pass through Al-Fayoum.I'm going to find that damned alchemist, the Englishman thought. They trust me, and they've forgotten how to rely on theirown instincts, because I lead them to nourishment. The candy seller had asmile on his face: he was happy, aware of what his life was about, andready to begin a day's work. He realized thathe could do the same thing the old man had donesense whether a personwas near to or far from his destiny. The boy explained that it wasn't important, since that sheep was themost intelligent of the flock, and produced the most wool.\"Where is the treasure?\" he asked.\"It's in Egypt, near the Pyramids.\"The boy was startled. But she said nothing.\"Then, at the Egyptian pyramids,\"he said the last three words slowly, sothat the old woman would understand\"the child said to me, If you comehere, you will find a hidden treasure.' Or beginner's luck.\"The merchant was silent for a few moments. He had studied Latin,Spanish, and theology. \"I'm a shepherd, and Ihave been to many places, but I come from only one placefrom a citynear an ancient castle. Likeeating or sleeping, or like seeking love or finding a job. Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist page 17. Theywent in to drink the tea, which was served in beautiful crystal glasses.\"My wife never thought of this,\" said one, and he bought some crystalhewas entertaining guests that night, and the guests would be impressed bythe beauty of the glassware. \"It describes people's inability to choose theirown destinies. For five years he hadbeen working a certain river, and had examined hundreds of thousands ofstones looking for an emerald. \"When I'm eating, that's all I think about. As he took his jacket out of the pouch, thinking to give it tosomeone in the street, the two stones fell to the floor. Butchildren always seem to be able to play with them without frightening them.I don't know why. Thatwind had brought the Moors, yes, but it had also brought the smell of thedesert and of veiled women. \"Amongst us, the only ones who travel arethe shepherds.\"\"Well, then I'll be a shepherd!\"His father said no more. All the joy he had seen thatmorning had suddenly disappeared.\"I can give you the money you need to get back to your country, my son,\"said the crystal merchant.The boy said nothing. The wise man conversed with everyone, andthe boy had to wait for two hours before it was his turn to be given theman's attention.\"The wise man listened attentively to the boy's explanation of why he hadcome, but told him that he didn't have time just then to explain the secret ofhappiness. \"Did you learnanything?\" the Englishman asked, eager to hear what it might be. He remembered the smile of the candy seller,on his first day in Tangier, when he had nothing to eat and nowhere to gothat smile had also been like the old king's smile.It's almost as if he had been here and left his mark, he thought. With the girl withthe raven hair, his days would never be the same again.But finally the merchant appeared, and asked the boy to shear four sheep.He paid for the wool and asked the shepherd to come back the followingyear. He looked at the people in the plaza for awhile; they were coming and going, and all of them seemed to be verybusy.\"So, what is Salem like?\" he asked, trying to get some sort of clue.\"It's like it always has been.\"No clue yet. \"But bakers are moreimportant people than shepherds. The boy knew what he was about to describe,though: the mysterious chain that links one thing to another, the same chainthat had caused him to become a shepherd, that had caused his recurringdream, that had brought him to a city near Africa, to find a king, and to berobbed in order to meet a crystal merchant, andThe closer one gets to realizing his destiny, the more that destiny becomeshis true reason for being, thought the boy.The caravan moved toward the east. In return, I needmoney to get to Egypt tomorrow.\"The merchant laughed. They came in silence and departed the sameway, dressed in black garments that showed only their eyes. There, in front of him, where the small starshad been the night before, was an endless row of date palms, stretchingacross the entire desert.\"We've done it!\" said the Englishman, who had also awakened early.But the boy was quiet. Why did they use suchstrange language, with so many drawings?\"The Englishman didn't answer him directly. But that's the way life is with sheep and \"That didn't teach me anything,either.\"The boy went back to contemplating the silence of the desert, and the sandraised by the animals. He was about the same age and height as the boy.\"Almost everyone here speaks Spanish. *Two more months passed, and the shelf brought many customers into thecrystal shop. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 49 / 94\"It helped me to trust in people,\" the Englishman answered.Meanwhile, the boy thought about his treasure. He'sdoing it because it's what he wants to do,\" thought the boy. He didn't want tocry with the other people there. Heneeded someone to talk to so as to avoid thinking about the possibility ofwar.\"I learned that the world has a soul, and that whoever understands that soulcan also understand the language of things. \"If you start out by promising what youdon't even have yet, you'll lose your desire to work toward getting it.\"The boy told him that he had already promised to give one-tenth of histreasure to the Gypsy.\"Gypsies are experts at getting people to do that,\" sighed the old man. \"If I could, I'd write a huge encyclopedia just about the words luck andcoincidence. Maybe no one here knows what analchemist is! Perhaps to a baker, or to another shepherd who could read andcould tell her exciting storiesafter all, he probably wasn't the only one. He got up, adjusted his clothing, and picked up hispouch.\"I'll work for you,\" he said.And after another long silence, he added, \"I need money to buy somesheep.\"PART TWOThe boy had been working for the crystal merchant for almost a month, andhe could see that it wasn't exactly the kind of job that would make himhappy. The old manwore a breastplate of gold, and he knew about my past. The Alchemist by Ben Jonson - Free Ebook. The boy approached awoman who had come to the well to fill a goatskin with water.\"Good afternoon, ma'am. \"But I have to buy two camels.\"They walked together through the narrow streets of Tangier. Maybe it was his treasure tohave wound up in that strange land, met up with a thief, and doubled thesize of his flock without spending a cent.He was proud of himself. It had brought with it the sweat and the dreamsof men who had once left to search for the unknown, and for gold andadventureand for the Pyramids. The group was to remain there atthe oasis until the conflict between the tribes was over. Sometimes, there's just no way tohold back the river. The sheep will get used to my notbeing there, too, the boy thought.From where he sat, he could observe the plaza. He was thinking about omens, and someone hadappeared.\"How come you speak Spanish?\" he asked. But ever since he had been a child, he had wantedto know the world, and this was much more important to him than knowingGod and learning about man's sins. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 25 / 94He was learning a lot of new things. He took out his money and counted it.\"We could get to the Pyramids by tomorrow,\" said the other, taking themoney. \"And, as he smothered the coals in the hookah, he told the boy that he could They called that discoverythe Master Workit was part liquid and part solid.\"Can't you just observe men and omens in order to understand thelanguage?\" the boy asked.\"You have a mania for simplifying everything,\" answered the Englishman,irritated. And he knew that Egyptwas in Africa.\"Can I help you?\" asked the man behind the window.\"Maybe tomorrow,\" said the boy, moving away. In half an hour, he had cleaned all the glasses in the window, and,as he was doing so, two customers had entered the shop and bought somecrystal.When he had completed the cleaning, he asked the man for something toeat. Video An illustration of an audio speaker. But I had to insist on the payment of sixsheep because I helped you to make your decision.\"The boy put the stones in his pouch. Read Full Text. His newfriend pushed the owner aside, and pulled the boy outside with him. But wetwo have to live with our mistakes.\"That's true enough, the boy thought, ruefully.\"Why did you think we should have the display?\" Curse the moment I met that oldman, he thought. I began to make somemoney, but I could never bring myself to leave someone in charge of theshop; the crystals are delicate things. He wasn't asking for help. It prepares your spirit and your will, because there isone great truth on this planet: whoever you are, or whatever it is that youdo, when you really want something, it's because that desire originated inthe soul of the universe. When I was young, all Iwanted to do was put together enough money to start this shop. So the boy sat on the steps of the shop and took a book fromhis bag.\"I didn't know shepherds knew how to read,\" said a girl's voice behind him.The girl was typical of the region of Andalusia, with flowing black hair, andeyes that vaguely recalled the Moorish conquerors.\"Well, usually I learn more from my sheep than from books,\" he answered.During the two hours that they talked, she told him she was the merchant'sdaughter, and spoke of life in the village, where each day was like all theothers. (PDF) The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho. When someone makes a decision, he is really diving into a strongcurrent that will carry him to places he had never dreamed of when he firstmade the decision.When I decided to seek out my treasure, I never imagined that I'd wind upworking in a crystal shop, he thought. He could sell the stones and buy a return ticket. They were people of the desert, and clamoredto hear his stories about the great cities.The boy told them about his life as a shepherd, and was about to tell themof his experiences at the crystal shop when the Englishman came into thetent.\"I've been looking for you all morning,\" he said, as he led the boy outside. Butwe're both in search of our destinies, and I respect him for that.\" *The caravan began to travel day and night. We're only two hours from Spain.\"\"Sit down, and let me treat you to something,\" said the boy. The oldman was probably a Gypsy, too.But before the boy could say anything, the old man leaned over, picked upa stick, and began to write in the sand of the plaza. 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