When I was 8, 9 years old – I was a child -, I loved to draw.  Especially when I was bored.  I drew all the time.  One day, a Sunday, one of my aunts was leaning over my shoulder while I was drawing.  She told me: “Wow, your pencil drawing is very cool!”. I did not really understand what she meant, but I felt it was a compliment. And I gave her my drawing……Incredible drawings done by men and women in caves 25,000 years ago… What would we like to leave for man to discover 25,000 or 30,000 years from now? I think I’d leave a few of my photos, or drawings, maybe a poem. Yes, I’d leave stuff like that, useless stuff… like the rain.