Last night I was reading a book. The book ended in my hands accidentally. I had been wondering around second-hand shops looking for completely another thing, but stopped to flip through some books, ones in better shape than others. The price was 0,50 euros per kilo. Interesting way of pricing knowledge and feelings by the way. However, one book caught my attention – it was brand new, not even a fingerprint on it and it was written by a writer whose name I vaguely recalled. So, I bought it.

“The Holy Translator”. Nowadays the first thing people think is the all mighty Google. Well, this is not the case. It was a reflection about a man who devoted his whole life to translation and creating an alphabet. And he is not the only one. There are other passionate souls dedicated to sharing knowledge by creating, writing and translating. Thumbs to them. Knowledge sharing culture is still alive and kickin’.