The Future Starts Yesterday

[Ana]

...until I had an accident in the desert of Sahara, six years ago. Something was broken in my motor. And as I had with me neither a mechanic nor any passengers, I set myself to attempt, all alone, the difficult repairs. It was a question of life or death for me: I had scarcely enough drinking water to last a week.
The first night, then, I went to sleep on the sand, a thousand miles from any human habitation. I was more isolated than a shipwrecked sailor on a raft in the middle of the ocean. Thus you can imagine my surprise, at sunrise, when I was awakened by an odd little voice. It said:

• - If you please...draw me a sheep !
  - What !
  - Draw me a sheep...