"One day I told myself that I had never thanked. Yet., I owed my reading. And what would I, who am I without reading and especially without reading? Yet it is on her back every morning for nearly sixty years, I try to advance, step by step and gum helps, my stories. And my life would not tell? I was long overdue. The time had come to honor him. All the people said fragile and threatened. So I took the road. His way. From China to Canada's forests, through Finland, Sweden, Russia, India, Japan, Indonesia, Uzbekistan, Brazil, Italy, Portugal and of course France, I visited the earliest memories of the paper. But I also marveled at the most modern technologies. Did you know that global sales of paper outweighs that of aeronautics? As I was preparing for departure, a little voice had whispered: "Two thousand years that the planet and paper coexist more you know about him, you will learn more about it. "The little voice was right."
Erik Orsenna
http://www.erik-orsenna.com/
www.editions-stock.fr
Language of the book :FRENCH
