THE END OR THE BEGINNING
“Are we having an after lunch nap?” Asked a voice interestedly.
“I did not have any lunch,” I answered without opening my eyes…. Mom could keep those sarcasms to herself. She knew very well I did not eat since morning…
I opened my eyes and wildly looked around. I was back in my chair in front of the computer!
“I guess I did fall asleep,” I said when a wave of relief hit me.
“You were really bored,” Mom observed sadly. “Perhaps this place is too stuffy for you after all. Perhaps military would be better.”
“No,” I assured her quickly. “It is not boring. I mean it is boring, but I like boring. In fact, being bored is what I like best. I don’t think any adventures are for me.”
“What caused this change in your mind?” She asked and eyed me suspiciously.
“Nothing,” I said. “I just had a funny dream. All this history stuff just got to me. I am pretty sure I will like biochemistry and anatomy better. They are predictable. I like that.”
Mom was watching me thoughtfully. “I guess I will take it. I don’t know what got into you but if this is what you want, that’s fine with me.”
“One more thing,” I said. She raised an eyebrow.
“I have my last summer vacation coming up.”
“You have,” she agreed. “So?”
“I would like to backpack around Europe,” I said.
“OK,” she said in surprise. “Provided you do it with a group of friends so it is safe and make some money over summer to help pay for it, you can. Where you want to go?”
“Here and there,” I said. “I think I will stop in France: In Chartres.” I squeezed the Crusader’s cross in my pocket. “I heard they have some nice old chateaus there. And cemeteries.”
“Are we having an after lunch nap?” Asked a voice interestedly.
“I did not have any lunch,” I answered without opening my eyes…. Mom could keep those sarcasms to herself. She knew very well I did not eat since morning…
I opened my eyes and wildly looked around. I was back in my chair in front of the computer!
“I guess I did fall asleep,” I said when a wave of relief hit me.
“You were really bored,” Mom observed sadly. “Perhaps this place is too stuffy for you after all. Perhaps military would be better.”
“No,” I assured her quickly. “It is not boring. I mean it is boring, but I like boring. In fact, being bored is what I like best. I don’t think any adventures are for me.”
“What caused this change in your mind?” She asked and eyed me suspiciously.
“Nothing,” I said. “I just had a funny dream. All this history stuff just got to me. I am pretty sure I will like biochemistry and anatomy better. They are predictable. I like that.”
Mom was watching me thoughtfully. “I guess I will take it. I don’t know what got into you but if this is what you want, that’s fine with me.”
“One more thing,” I said. She raised an eyebrow.
“I have my last summer vacation coming up.”
“You have,” she agreed. “So?”
“I would like to backpack around Europe,” I said.
“OK,” she said in surprise. “Provided you do it with a group of friends so it is safe and make some money over summer to help pay for it, you can. Where you want to go?”
“Here and there,” I said. “I think I will stop in France: In Chartres.” I squeezed the Crusader’s cross in my pocket. “I heard they have some nice old chateaus there. And cemeteries.”
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