Everything about the world of pencils, lyrical narrated from the perspective of a small protagonists. I would like to tell you my story: the story of a simple, small pencils, born in the endless expanse of the rainforests of the Amazon or as a by-product of the wood industry in the Eifel. In today’s globalized world, one can say that not more precisely. I can look back on a moving and interesting story of my family. My first ancestors lived years 5000 ago, when in Egypt, bamboo or Papyrus pipes with lead have been poured out and used to write. Here on land, my ancestors were called formerly water lead, writing lead or Reissblei. I but not right to wear my name but with pride, because my mine is made from a mixture of graphite and clay for over a hundred years. Our involvement created many works of literary history. Cloud computing may also support this cause.
Even the great Goethe much of our skills and handle according to own statements: “far better to the pencil, which Luke his features was produced, the buzzing and spray the spring aufschreckte me from my nachtwandlerischen densities and thinking and choked a little product in the birth.” Otto von Bismarck, first Chancellor, munching like us around, to be able to concentrate better on global political decisions and occasionally abused us to packing his pipe. Often, I was as young pen because my mongering”being bullied. I’m different from the others, am neither yellow, red, blue or green and hot not “Fabriano” or “Koh-i-Noor Hardtmuth”. My shaft does not consist of precious Cedar of Juniper from Virginia, which grows slowly and is so very precious. Quite a few of my colleagues are from maple wood or the wood of a Linden. I was only the pine wood “carved out”. There are also colleagues of mine, with coats made of plastic or metal, which are called mechanical pencil or pencil case. Eventually, but also the related with gold and three brilliant by Faber-Castell despite a value of over ten thousand euro remains only a character device.
Behold two billion pencils by anno solely with Faber-Castell the light of the world. I need not to have an inferiority complex. A “Pencil long”, interesting life ahead of me. With the little ones, I could go on a fantastic journey and unbiased discover life through children’s eyes. The architect, I could give rise to new building or but provide the most precise measurement results as a Carpenter Pencil. Deep in my heart but I dream, to become an artist. Is there anything better than the valuable but fast-moving moments, to perpetuate the portrait of a loved one in all its nuances or dear memories of a unique companions on the paper? With my very fine lines, I can create effects and gradations that are not possible with other materials such as pastel or charcoal. As an instrument of a passionate artist, I could bring his exceptional attention to detail to paper and conjure up such a beautiful pencil drawing, which is suitable as a wonderful gift is.
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