When you were a kid you tried to start your career as a painter with your drawing number one: a boa constrictor digesting an elephant. However when you showed it to the grown-ups they told you that your drawing looked like a hat.

Understanding that your drawing skills were... non-existent, you decided to do as the grown-ups advised you, studying geography, history, arithmetic and grammar. Growing up you learned to pilot airplanes but one day you had an accident with your plain in the Desert of Sahara. Something was broken in your engine and you had with you neither a mechanic nor any passengers. You only had enough water for a week.

The first night you went to sleep in the sand, a thousand miles from any human habitation, all alone. So imagine your amazement when the next day you are awaken by an odd voice saying:

"If you please-draw me a sheep!"