~One of life’s little gems~
When I was 25, I spent three months in Tunisia (a small country on the north coast of Africa), working as a volunteer instructor at a children’s education centre. Everyday I took the bus to the nearest stop and walked to work. On my way I would pass a snack kiosk, but not without stopping to buy a chocolate bar. I never spoke to the man at the counter…only a friendly smile and a shy “Bonjour” (locals speak Arabic and French). After two months of buying chocolate he gave me the following letter:
I am very happy to write these few lines to you and to express my great happiness in having met you.
My dream is to travel to Japan or to China and to live exactly like you.
I am very serious about the idea of marriage. But I am content in a simple friendship with you.
My problem is my inability to express myself in French. I understand French a little, but I cannot express myself well.
Thank you for reading my words.
Your Tunisian Friend.
I didn’t buy chocolate again.