Spring Clean for the May Queen…


Those waters weren’t bothering me, they were poking bellow my jeans but I was really enjoying their babbling. The roads were wet and started to reflect uncountable lights over them as if they are really happy to be kissed by the clouds after long days of winter, & I have 5 minutes walking ways to reach her. I was enjoying my road that takes me to see my May Queen in a rainy day. When I arrived Alliance Française was really looking like sleeping baby, those rain waters made her white skin brighter and the red sheds were glowing in the dawn.

Uuuu…. It makes me wonder…

Those violin students were getting out after their classes, students of so many ages, children, teenagers, adults… even saw one old guy, but the strange thing they were talking with each other such way I wasn’t seemed they got a huge age difference… suddenly I was claiming myself as a stupid… COME ON!! In our class we do the same, we also got students of so many different ages… this is the another belief of Alliance…

Reached 3rd floor and saw my French teacher Adrien Passelande trough the glass, he was taking another class. Somehow his eyes glanced at me & spoke something from there with a smile. I felt somewhere in my heart it marked “Bonjour”, I wrote in my heart the same and send again to him with a smile. He took it and focused again to his class. It was a 5 second event, but this is the way of communication here.

Heart to eyes and eyes to heart…

I reached my class room & nobody was there. I sat alone and really enjoying the time to come my friends. The “tick-tuck” sound of the clock was sounding like its going backward as I looked at the black and white photograph outside…

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