Chapter 3 III

Childhood definitely imposes the most. Nature had made him reserved and elusive, however destiny did not want him to stay that way. Wisely changed his character.

We should have started with how he responded to his name, but it was necessary to prelude with his character. There is nothing common about his name.

The way he makes gestures to ask for his things is worth mentioning. We realize that this being keeps many secrets. Necessarily, this Jenky, surnamed Danko, causes an agitation that touches all the fibers.

This stage of his life should be essential for his emotional development. But when many look at it they don't think to extract anything from it. Any ordinary being would have that impression, but let's wait for the future. You can say that they were a nobody and that no one bet on them, they are the ones who have brought us the greatest wealth of all kinds.

His sense of smell is not as developed as the character in the novel, perfume. It is quite the opposite, therefore he gives the opportunity to say that his actions will not depend on that. Although it is too early to predict anything, some things should be highlighted that can allow it to have differentiating features.

Although on more than one occasion he has shied away from contemporaries who wanted to play with him, we cannot base ourselves on that alone. I'm not saying that he has nothing to do with that, just that the distances with his enhancing things that he has are marked. In the short time he has to live, there should be no guesswork either. The men of science who follow him incessantly like me tend to discuss whether this child really now has things for which he is going to follow him.

Like any life story, like a 21st century camera, we will focus on highlighting the actions of the great Jenky worth telling.

I fear a little about the evolution that may occur. We know what we are but sometimes we will never know how far we can go. That's the difference that destiny has in store for us.

The years, like life, pass quickly. And we often do not know the course of tomorrow. My darkened eyes try to look askance at this child. I will tell you, being as reliable as possible, that Jengi's mother is aware that some spies and men of science are after her son.

Following visionary beings closely always leads to endless problems. Thank goodness Jenky's parents are not yet eminent. Better this way than dodging round and round. The reason why I can't stop continuing here, you will find out later.

The other people who make up the North American colony in this Valley always attend his work. There is no day of rest for them. It would make the job easier if any of them stayed. Well, there would be someone to talk to. That way I would pretend I didn't notice Jenky's behavior.

There always seems to be a lack of interest in knowing who follows you or is attentive to the person you love. In this case that doesn't happen. It often happens that using the phrase nothing is what it seems turns out to be a brilliant adage. However, everything here seems like a story already told. What happens reminds us of some event that could easily happen in our lives. If not, I would no longer be here to tell you the full story.

This morning a strong wind is blowing. Most wear a coat over their skin. It seems that I am the only one who doesn't care that it snows here or that the weather is bad.

Being more detail-oriented, Jenky came a while ago to take a tour of this mansion where I am surreptitiously introduced. Although I can glimpse many things from this sixth floor where I am, I can't find Jenky's strange movements. As if he knew that I was interested in his life, from time to time he comes out to show himself. The rest of the time he hides inside his room.

I hope that as he continues to develop his attitude changes. Being very serious and somewhat reserved drives more than one person to despair. That way you can't know much about him. I wouldn't ask for anything by being smiling, flattering, an acid conversationalist and an assiduous conversationalist. I still think that in some way he continues to try to change his behavior. Some men of science who do not seem to give up come to try to do this task.

Jenky has previously rejected them with authority. Sometimes burning desire is more powerful than any rejection. That seems to be happening here.

With a little waiting time, the results come to light. Jenky, the previously secret baby and now the strange child, has looked at them as if they were piranhas. Since she had nothing else to do, she left them with the mess and ran away.

Nobody expected that reaction, but the surprise is everywhere. You see why I don't try to get close to this kid. It would hurt me a lot if he left me snubbed.

I'm going to Tokyo to have some fun. I hope that when I return I will find him with an attitude that encourages me to deal with him. With that hope I will leave even though later my heart will be destroyed.

I would lose nothing by trying. Not Jenky and her Boston could treat me well upon my return. I know he will not disappoint us, because he...

A little time later...

I have returned to my place again. I'd like to tell you the crazy stories I had in Tokyo, but this isn't about me. Rather, I've already seen Jenky grow a little. Very responsible I have searched him lately. I've seen him on a couple of female relatives. I don't know what degree of kinship they have with him and to what extent he finds his presence pleasant. They have looked at me very defiantly. Those looks they give are like angry wild beasts.

Now I think that life can be charmingly fun. Of course it is a mystery to be discovered, I see it that way even more with Jenky. He would already be home if I didn't find his life so stimulating. Anyone who was in my place could feel truly victorious.

I have made a decision to follow Jenky more closely. I don't care if I get in trouble anymore. If I ever tell you anything lightly about him, you should know that I'm in trouble and I haven't gotten around to going into the details of that matter.

With the most sincere appreciation, in the next meeting I am going to detail a little more what this valley keeps inside.

How much should I collect information that has been sent to me by some infiltrators who work with men of science.

What are those planning?