Last Sunday, I had gone to the theater “my beautiful lady” as part of Mr. Dritsa's trip. The truth is that he touched me and reminded me of you. The protagonist in the play, he was a poor man, illiterate girl selling flowers, to make a living. He wanted to work in a flower shop, but he did not know how to speak the language properly and would resent it. This fact, instead of making her a loser, motivated her to take lessons from a linguist, to achieve its goal. Through her relentless efforts, managed to get into the best salons in England. She did not stop fighting to achieve her goals, that's why it reminded me of you. When I was looking at you talking about the problem you have here in Xylokastro, I admired your character and your mental strength. I wholeheartedly wish you to become the person you desire, with more experiences and knowledge. Good career, and remember: every end and a new beginning. I'll miss you!
It reminded me of you
