A story of a friend of mine, told by myself

MY FIRST DAYS AS AN ENGINEER IN TRAINING

My story as an “Engineer in training” began five years ago, on August 4th 2008, it was an amazing day. I looked like a seventeen year old teenager, thinner, shorter than I am right now, and I like wearing strange braces for my teeth. I remember I was like an excited person for to starting to study my career in a city which was unknown to me. Due to the fact that I am not from Barranquilla, I arrived at the city several days before starting my first classes, however I had not neither bought nor brought anything from my town. Therefore my mother asked me: “Is there any supermarket or stores near to the house where you are staying?”... I said to her: “I can’t answer your question because I don’t know if there are stores wherein I can buy some things to my first classes such as notebooks, pens, eraser, casual clothes, fashionable shoes, small bags, etc.”. So I had to ask to somebody where there was some store to buy them. A friend of mine told me I could find a lot of them in downtown. I asked him to take me there because I did not know anything about the city back then. In downtown we were shopping in interesting places and cheap stores like a bookstore, beauty parlor, drug store, department stores, restaurants, etc. Very few stores were more expensive than stores located in other places of the city. After spending all day long walking and buying a lot of things, he said to me he had to leave me alone because he needed to do something elsewhere. I suddenly asked him: “Can you not stay with me? I was hoping he would have told me he could”. So I had to take a bus at the bus station and get home, following the instructions he had given me.

As I had told before, the first day was like an amazing moment in my life, because I was supposed to meet new people, places, teachers and other issues about the university. That day, I must confess that I was kind of scared of my new life as a university student. I was wearing black pants, a nice blouse which I loved wearing, new shoes that I had bought days before and a big red bag. To be honest, I admit that I was looking more beautiful and elegant than the other classmates because of I looked like if I was not attending the university, but any other elegant event or even a classy party. What a shame! I was looking like a newbie!


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This was a story wrote by myself about what happened to a friend of mine when she started to study in the university in which I met her. Thanks for everything!

Great work Jorge! You wrote this so well, I could understand everything perfectly. What an embarrassing situation for her. Keep up the good work as always my friend.