"Remi": A child who discovers at the age of eight that he has no family. His life subsequently witnesses an exciting oscillation between hope and disappointment: the hope of having a family, and the disappointment of the sense of loss and the loss of that hope. This begins with his nanny, mother Barbaran, then his teacher Vitalis with his animal troupe, then Mrs. Milligan and her son, and finally the gardener Akin and his sons. Nevertheless, he does not surrender to despair and frustration, and embraces life with rare courage, embarking on the adventure of searching for his family, possessed by the values of love, friendship, loyalty, and patience, until he becomes a hero in the eyes of millions of children and young people who read this book and witnessed in it a life that was truly real to the extreme.
It's an imaginative journey that takes every reader, as they follow Remi's footsteps, through the ordeal of losing their family, until, after years of suffering and adventure, they realize that it's one of the most precious things in this world. Do we need to experience it while browsing great literary texts to know the truth? If loss is a path to meaning, isn't literature a path to life?