A train is running towards to destination, a young man is sitting on his own seat and staring outside the window. He was sent to countryside to be a temporary secondary school teacher. A bit nervous, but he is curious to the days he will experience.
Attendant goes by, and he asks: "Excuse me, how long it remains to Sicilio?"
"About 2 hours remains, Sir" response the attendant.
Finally he reaches the place. It's already dark outside. The weather is a little cold, he tight his coat and walk into the hotel nearby. A new beginning will come tomorrow.
In the morning, the second day, he gets on the bus to the school after having a simple breakfast. The bus is not crowded, a group of girls are chatting something in front and peek toward him by chance. Soft wind goes through and touches his face. He look back and find some students running by bike after the bus, a smile appears on his mouth.
After Registration and meeting with manager of school, he will have his new job as a French teacher at this school.
"Quentin Louis…You are still in university, right?" Ask the manager.
"Yes, Sir I will graduate next year."
Man opposite table continues: "You should cherish this chance, young man. I don't want to hear any complain from parents, you must take this responsibility as a teacher, understand?"
"Yes, Sir I am ready for challenge."
"Bonne chance!" Quentin says to himself, standing outside the office of manager.