I wept like a child. It was not because I was overcome at having survived my ordeal, though I was. Nor was it the presence of my brothers and sisters, though that too was very moving. I was weeping because ....fill in the blank with whatever/whoever helped you survive... had left me so unceremoniously.

His father was posted as a diplomat for the Canadian government at the time of his birth. And for this same reason English gives me a sufficient distance to write. He now lives in Saskatoon Canada.

And for this same reason English gives me a sufficient distance to write. Although his first language is French Yann Martel writes in English: "English is the language in which I best express the subtlety of life. ".