To recover his dignity, the Frenchman turned to the blackboard and wrote:
lim(x→∞) Desire / Income = ?
"Debt," Old Sun answered immediately.
"Insufficient information," said the mathematics teacher.
"It means you can't sleep at night," said my grandmother.
The wind passed through the sorghum fields once more. The WINDBAR sign trembled above the shop like an answer that had not yet been calculated.
The Frenchman looked at the villagers. The villagers looked at the mathematics teacher. The mathematics teacher looked at the blackboard.
The limit never appeared.
