Five blind scientists are conducting a research about the truth. All of them have their own ideas, but none of them is right because none of them is looking at the whole. And the whole is gigantic. It is an intelligent and philosophical story about truth, imagination and the impossibility of getting to an eventual explanation.

Awarded by Buchkunst Foundation as one of the most beautiful books in Germany.

"... an almost philosophical tale about the many different perceptions humans can have about a single reality, and about how wrong this perception can be, like in a modern version of the myth of the cave, with a subtle reflection about the boundless ability of humans to imagine… But this story wouldn’t be so successful if it wasn’t for Christoph Mett: his illustrations, so real, alive, suggestive and full of tiny details, bring a perfect support to the text and they achieve to complete it, resulting in a distinct, fresh and really amusing tale” (Babar Magazine).

“The night was cold. The pile of manure was high. I had never woken the Sun up before. Mother was at the gate of the stable, nodding to me. She thought I was able to do everything. I crowed. The Sun came out. I had woken it up”.

Like always, Martin Baltscheit gets close to the reader with irony and a sense of humor, dealing with the topic of vanity without falling into superficiality and trite moral.

When his father dies, the rooster of the farm inherits his job: waking up the Sun. Proud of it, he applies himself to do it, and he indeed makes the sun come out every single day at six in the morning with his powerful  cock-a-doodle-doo. Until other animals’ comments (some of them quite scientific, some of them just offensive) convince him that his crowing is useless, because the Sun comes out by itself every morning.  Feeling blue, he decided not to crow any longer, but then the farmer appears, demanding his work to be done; that means he must crow, not to wake the Sun up, but to wake all the farm up, so that they could start everyday activity.