The first time away
MOROCCO | Thursday, 15 May 2014 | Views [165] | Scholarship Entry
After my graduate I traveled to discover the cities that I haven’t ever seen before. My destination was Marrakesh when there lived my best friend since one year ago.
The time when I arrived, Ramadan just started: It is the holy months for Muslims .They celebrate it by prying, fasting and making very good foods. I ‘am used to be with my family in Ramadan ,but not for this time .Actually that was not just the first time when I do it far from home, but it’s also the first time that my parents give money to mange my situation alone. I still member that moments when I bought everything I liked .The first two were just luxurious.
A few days after my money is gone , I didn’t worry in the first time I thought that one of my parents would give what I need just after a short call .I tried to call many times but no one was answering !!the bad news is also my friend did not have money . I felt alone, afraid, and lost.
During the day my friend went the university, I stood alone all the day. I was fasting and it was hot .I was waiting for him before the time of sunset when we should eat and drink but he did not come. I decided to go outside, who knows? Maybe I could find something to eat or a temporary job , the streets were empty and it was dark ,the smell of foods everywhere , I was thinking on my stomach in the same time walking next the houses until that moment when i felt exhaustive and set close to a parking .I slept for a while , it could be ten mutinies or more ,I don’t member , what I do member is the smell of the bread was putting between my nose and my mouth by a homeless boy .It was a like he knew my situation without even I talk , even the bread was the alone thing he had, he shared it with me . we didn’t talk we ate , he went and I came back home .In my way I was thinking of what happened to me .that moment was short but very special for me .It teaches me that life relies on people that we underestimate unconsciously most of time .He is a homeless but for he was a hero.
I arrived to my friend’s place .he was already there I told him what happened, and how was my day horrible, he was smiling and he said : “ what happened to you today is a just a small part of the life of the students in our country ! Welcome dude “
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