TAMING THE FOX (SPOILER ALERT!)

by maradita

The fox only has a cameo role, but he’s gives a vivid impression to me like WOW!! 

When the fox and the little prince meet for the first time, the fox asks the prince to tame him. When the prince asks him what tame means, the fox says it means “to establish ties”. The process of taming, he explains, they will come to mean something to each other and will need each other. Without taming, the fox says, the prince will be nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And to the prince, the fox is nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But after the fox is tamed, the prince and the fox will become unique for each other.

I still have no clue why the story ‘use’ a fox to guide the little prince to a wiser point of view (and haven’t found search the metaphors and allegories meaning referring to the other character at “The Little Prince” book/movie; a sheep, a rose, planet, snake, bird, elephant, etc). Hosshh hosshhh..

Here’s the original dialog between them, from the book “Le Petit Prince”:

It was then that the fox appeared.

“Good morning,” said the fox.

“Good morning,” the little prince responded politely, although when he turned around he saw nothing.

“I am right here,” the voice said, “under the apple tree.”

Fox

“Who are you?” asked the little prince, and added, “You are very pretty to look at.”

“I am a fox,” the fox said.

“Come and play with me,” proposed the little prince. “I am so unhappy.”

“I cannot play with you,” the fox said. “I am not tamed.”

“Ah! Please excuse me,” said the little prince.

But, after some thought, he added:

“What does that mean–‘tame’?”

“You do not live here,” said the fox. “What is it that you are looking for?”

“I am looking for men,” said the little prince. “What does that mean–‘tame’?”

“Men,” said the fox. “They have guns, and they hunt. It is very disturbing. They also raise chickens. These are their only interests. Are you looking for chickens?”

“No,” said the little prince. “I am looking for friends. What does that mean–‘tame’?”

“It is an act too often neglected,” said the fox. It means to establish ties.”

“‘To establish ties’?”

“Just that,” said the fox. “To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world . . .”

“I am beginning to understand,” said the little prince. “There is a flower . . . I think that she has tamed me . . .”

“It is possible,” said the fox. “On the Earth one sees all sorts of things.”

“Oh, but this is not on the Earth!” said the little prince.

The fox seemed perplexed, and very curious.

“On another planet?”

“Yes.”

“Are there hunters on that planet?”

“No.”

“Ah, that is interesting! Are there chickens?”

“No.”

“Nothing is perfect,” sighed the fox.

But he came back to his idea.

“My life is very monotonous,” the fox said. “I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat . . .”

The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time.

“Please–tame me!” he said. ..click for more: (direct link)

Related to our life.. The question is, who is tamed who? – – – According to what the fox means by “tame” is to “make friends” or “to establish a relationship”. We build a relationship with a person and get to really understand him/ her, that person will remain indistinguishable for you from the hundreds of thousands of people in the world. Sounds like requires a lot of time and patience, right? Well, according to the fox, that’s the point. Building relationships and deep connections with people is  a hard work.

The fox remarks: One only understands the things that one tames….Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy things all ready made at the shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship, and so men have no friends any more.

So, tame each other, shall we??

Because we are responsible for what we’ve tamed, ready or not being tame (or on the other hand being domesticated), every one tamed each other on his/her very own way, it is our relationships that make the world around us significant and meaningful.

.. and it happens only to them who “willing waste their time”.

“It is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye.”

“It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.”

I am responsible for my rose,” the little prince repeated.

Sincerely yours;

(from here and there sources, memories, and imagination)

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