Small thought. A petition of the forest Union has been addressed to the deputy
of metrology asking him to intervene against the abuses of Mr. Winter and
his mercenaries, Hail, Gust, Rain, Wind, Fog and Snow frost.
Every year, they come without warning and they settle in our beautiful forest
for a period of four to six month. They vandalize us and torture us. They plunder and
they trample our properties.
Night and day, they whistle in our trunks and they administer us slaps and shocks
which knock us out. They undress us of our beautiful colored, gleaming, clean clothes
and oblige us to wear a tight heavy coat of white and grey color. The intense cold
penetrates profoundly our barks and made us shiver continuously.
Even our dear friends the birds which charm us with their rustle and their chirping
run away when they arrive. Our forest is transformed into a ghost forest.
But what shocks most it is the reaction of the visitors who go into raptures in front
of our nudity, thinness ,dryness and that of Mr. Winter who thinks that he grants
us a privilege and we should be grateful.
Mr. Deputy, we beg you to help us to solve this crucial problem and to stop
this physical and moral rape. Viva