The day promised to be just like any other—or so it seemed. It seemed so, because in reality, it was one of the most extraordinary days of my life. Why? I'll tell you in a moment. This is a completely true story from beginning to end. It really happened. And I think I'll remember it for the rest of my life... although, honestly, I'd rather have experienced something greater than this.
I'll start from the very beginning. First thing in the morning, I had to go to the store because there was no bread in the house for breakfast. It was Saturday, so full of optimism, I headed toward the store. I walked, not expecting anything special—until suddenly, a boy walked right in front of me. He was very, very, very handsome! My mouth dropped open in awe of such an extraordinary "someone." I probably would have stood there until the end of time if it weren't for this walking perfection saying,
"Hi, babe! What's your name?" His voice was also beautiful, like... a pure miracle.
I was still standing there like an idiot, mouth agape, in the middle of the sidewalk. I wanted to answer him right away, but I couldn't find the words. It was terrible! And what must he have thought of me! It's not worth talking about. But... what can I say? He's staring at me, watching, waiting, and I'm doing nothing. And even though I wanted to do something, I couldn't. I felt paralyzed.
"Is your name confidential?" he asked me with a smile.
Of course, as always, I had to show the most foolish side of me. What I meant by that was that after his not-so-funny question, I started laughing like I'd seen a cow on a bike or something. He looked at me with a slight look of surprise, but eventually he started laughing too. It was awful! I thought I had to say something, because if I didn't, he'd think I was crazy.
"Nice joke!" I said, wiping away my tears. "And my name isn't confidential. I'm not undercover—what was I saying! I felt burned!" Seriously, he must have thought I was an idiot—I'm... Basia!!!—of course, I had to add a smile at the end—I told you, now it's you!
—I'm Palnik! I mean, I meant to say igniter! Ugh! I'm so tongue-tied! I'm Adaś. I could be Daś for you! Do you have time, Basieńka?
—Not now, because I have to eat breakfast. You can wait for me over there by that dumpster—and I pointed to him with my finger—there's a bench! Bums often sit there, so...it must be comfortable.
—Oh yes...of course. And do you eat a lot?
—Yes! Oh yes! I love eating! I have lots of options. But I eat quickly. Because I have a very big mouth. I can fit a whole slice of bread in my mouth at once, but I can't bite it afterward. And what can you do?
—Well...I can. Hmmm... You know what? I don't think I'll outdo you!
During our chat about everything and nothing, we managed to get to the store and buy the food I was supposed to eat. We returned to our meeting place, and it happened exactly as it was supposed to: Adaś went to the bench by the garbage can, and I went home to eat breakfast. Mom yelled at me a bit for taking so long. But I was clever, as always, and I told Mom they'd sold out all the bread, so I had to go to twenty stores, each with a long line. You're probably wondering why I lied so much, because our entire meeting could have lasted only ten minutes. Let me emphasize: it could have! But it didn't. It took us an hour. Honestly, I don't know why it took so long. But I think I must have stood there for an awful long time and then laughed. And once I start bawling, I can't stop! But never mind. After breakfast, I told my mom I was going to a friend's to do my homework. See how clever I am! I lie like a dog. When I went to the trash can, Adaś was there—but not alone, there was someone completely undesirable. The biggest bum on the block—Mietek. He even had a nickname: "Vodka Man." And I could tell right away that he and my Adaś were having a drink. I didn't like that. Because more than anything in the world, I don't like drunks.
"So, Basia? Have you eaten enough? Have you had any drinks? Because if not, I'm on a drinking binge! Hehehehe!
I don't know if I've told you yet, but the slightest laugh is enough for me to join in. And it's so loud it makes my stomach hurt. I can't catch my breath. But this time I had exceptional self-control. That's what made this day so special, and I think I'll never forget it.
" "Dasia? Maybe we should go somewhere?" For example, on bikes. I once heard on the radio that the best dates are on bikes. You could even say that a date is simply a bike. And you can even say it so nicely, "rrrowerrr!" Great, right!? You can do that too?
- I bet I can even buzz my own name like that, listen: "Adrrraś!"
- "OOO! You're great. I think I'm in love..."
Actually, that day isn't over yet, because... after that confession, I turned bright red and ran home. And now I'm sitting by the window, watching Mietek chug wine by the trash can. And even though the day isn't over yet, I've learned a very important lesson: sometimes people do terrible things and they don't feel bad at all, and only when they manage to do something smart do they feel ashamed of the things they've done before. And I even have one more moral: you can never look at people with a straight face, because they might turn out to be a common conman, a thug, and, if that weren't enough, a drunkard and a rapist. And the most important reflection is: YOU HAVE TO LIVE IN THE MOMENT!
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