"THE FIRESTARTER" They say he's peculiar. They say he isn't like them. When he asks why, they tell him that he came out of a cocoon. "What?" he'd persist, knowing that their answers always stay the same. "Alab, that's just the way it is," they'd reiterate and that's that-- all the time. (CAPTION) "THE FIRESTARTER" They say he's peculiar. They say he isn't like them. When he asks why, they tell him that he came out of a cocoon. "What?" he'd persist, knowing that their answers always stay the same. "Alab, that's just the way it is," they'd reiterate and that's that--all the time. Alab knows he's different. He feels it everyday--the fact that he doesn't act like other children his age; the certainty that he doesn't have any parents or siblings; the reality that he doesn't belong to anyone else but himself. Well, he's always shown kindness by the chief--but, he isn't related to him, as well. Ever since he could remember, the tribe's leader has been his benevolent benefactor--giving him all the necessities. He has his three meals each day. He has his clothes. He even has his own hut. Everyone in the tribe treats him like a relative and he's grateful for their benevolence.