This chapter provides the earlier experiences of the author. At some early age, he was sent to a kindergarten. Oddly enough, though memories of home are so specific and even smells can be recalled sharply, his kindergarten recollections have left no trace. It must have been brief, before the author's younger brother Anatol was born in the same clinic in which his mother had given birth to him six years earlier. Born in 1932, he must have been conceived in the flush of his father's great business-diplomatic triumph, about the time of our move. As he grew, it soon became apparent that would be very different. All his adult life, the author have suffered from forms of vertiginous acrophobia — a fear of heights, which can affect him when he take three or four steps up a ladder, but not when he look down from an aeroplane.