He stays there, on his little bench, talking to the birds, the trees and the clouds. And sometimes to the garbage cans. I decided to call him Marcello. Who knows why. The two of us play with words. We invent our own language. Marcello is my secret. A secret that laughs all the time! This album was part of the Lire et Faire lire 2015 selection.

Cet album a fait partie de la sélection Lire et Faire lire 2015.
Raconté par Sophie