AUTOBIOGRAPHY

Once upon a time, when I use to be young, and have started my common education process by regularly visiting the school, our gorgeous teacher with the big chests, whom I loved a lot, asked the question to the class:

 

- What should you be when you grow up?

 

Then she called the girl, who answered:

 

- When I grow up I will be a teacher.

 

Next, she called one boy and he answered:

 

- When I grow up I was a policeman.

 

The teacher, stayed cool, without any comment and called another girl who sad:

 

- When I grow up I will be a nurse.

 

Then she called me and I stand up, have look toward the girl who used right grammar, then toward the boy who used wrong grammar, waiting for decision for a moment, then I answered:

 

- When I grow up I was a doctor.

 

Although I’ve recognized that the grammar was wrong, I’ve decided to use this expression form because it better matched me, not only for the reasons of being resonant with boy more then with both girls, but rather because I had much better feeling to talk about the future in past tense.

 

The teacher doesn’t comment, but rather she has enjoyed instead. This silent support in form of understanding, followed us along next four years, stimulated me to love here, and to made additional effort to be one of the best pupils in the class. In the matter of fact I was aware of the hidden communication, which tuck place in background, which could be described as intentional emitting the peace and love by the teacher to the whole class, and I answered here the far I could with gratefulness. I was sad that she was older then me, that the difference in ages between us was such that I could not love here more completely, as a man, the lover.

 

I must say that, I was not only one who answered on here love with love and respect back, giving here the necessary feedback, trying to thanks in doing so, giving back for here support in this kind of immediate way, just like the children could give back, in being steady.