Although the climate was warm, and not as harsh as the desert, or as harsh as the frozen snow, the vast prairie was still dangerous for a naive child.

Two feet staggered along, not knowing the direction, pulling the leaves and grass along the path until he did not know where he was. When his body was very big around him, he stopped, stood still, looked around, and saw a strange place. Desolate and desolate, fear instinctively welled up in my heart.

I didn't know where I was or how to help myself, but I didn't know the direction until my legs began to have diarrhea from hunger. This is...