THE WORLD I momentarily remembered when I saw King Zog's name on the poster was so different from the world I live in now that you might have a bit of difficulty in believing I ever belonged to it.
I suppose by this time you've got a kind of picture of me in your mind--a fat middle-aged bloke with false teeth and a red face--and subconsciously you've been imagining that I was just the same even when I was in my cradle. But forty-five years is a long time, and though some people don't change and develop, others do. I've changed a great deal, and I've had my ups and downs, mostly ups. It may seem queer, but my father would probably be rather proud of me if he could see me now. He'd think it a wonderful thing that a son of his should own a motor-car and live in a house with a bathroom. Even now I'm a little above my origin, and at other times I've touched levels that we should never have dreamed of in those old days before the war.
Before the war! How long shall we go on saying that, I wonder? How long before the answer will be "Which war?" In my case the never-never land that people are
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Publication information: Book title: Coming Up for Air. Contributors: George Orwell - Author. Publisher: Harcourt Brace and Company. Place of publication: New York. Publication year: 1950. Page number: 39.
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