It was Samuel's first day at University. His dream and his parents are finally
going to make. He was with his suitcase full of clothes, backpack with personal
items and his trusty iPad, and with a heart full of mixed feelings: He wanted to
be there, but he missed his parents and his girlfriend Jessie; he was excited, but
he felt a little scared because it was the first time he was only away from home.
He came to the dorm. This place was a 'totum revolutum', a jumble of moving
anarchic youth looking their bedroom, class schedules, useful telephone numbers
and other information. After several minutes, got to his room. It was nice and
sunny. Was well equipped: Wi-Fi, two beds separated by a bedside table, two
wardrobes, two bookshelves, two study tables... but a single bathroom. He was in
this way, when suddenly his roommate came the same way he does.
- Hi! I'm Tom... Tom Parker... I think we will be roommates.
- Pleased!. My name is Samuel Malone.
- Malone? Like the Red Sox player? My father once said to me that was a great player. A pity he retired so young!
A wave of satisfaction washed over him your heart.
- Yes, that's right. He's my father -said full of pride.
- Hey boy! Lucky you! In this city, be the son of a player for the Red Sox...
- Yes, I know.
Presentations followed while visiting the campus. Samuel was exultant. The
faculties, libraries... girls. There were lots of pretty girls and very
attractive! His thoughts were interrupted by a pang of remorse. Jessie. He
realized at that aspect what was going to happen very badly.
Passing near the dining room, there was a group of students enrolling fresh
reinforcements for multiple activities. There were sports groups, intellectuals,
theater, etc... Tom said to Samuel:
- How do you get sports?
- Very good...
- What about baseball?
- Well, I...
- Great!. With your name, your family history and your skills could get a scholarship. Come on, follow me!
- But… just like that, no more?
- Trust me ...Come on!
They were about to come to the table to sign, when a group of final year students,
approached them interposing in their way:
- Hey guys! My name is Frederick Crane. Are you interested in being part of
the group of chess?
Tom and Samuel looked at each other.
- No, thanks -replied at once.
- Forgive to insist, but I thought you had the intention unhealthy sign up
to baseball… Please! A wrongly called sport brainless masses. I offer you the
noble and ancient game of chess. Mix intelligence, strategy, elegance and
distinction. A civilized game of kings and nobles for classy people.
Those words did Samuel blood boil.
- Hey, vessel head! Guess what? I think you don't like baseball.
Frederick was barely trying to hide the anger caused by that smug youngster.
- Ah! Yes?.
- Yes! -Samuel replied defiantly- Because no hat factory on earth can to
make a baseball cap so huge that can serve you... Mother! And the visor... Can you
imagine how should be to cover that forehead egg? It seems an awning of a store
seedy!
Had formed a circle of people around them. When they heard how Samuel answered to
Frederick, started laughing and chanting "Humpty Dumpty, Humpty Dumpty ...".
Frederick was furious. He had just arrived embarrass him in public. Angrily he
turned and left with his group of chess. This affront would not be so.
Weeks passed. The new course was immersed in a beautiful fall painting the campus
with trees of multicolored leaves green, red, and brown, fresh green grass, and
footpaths carpeted with fallen leaves. The air was becoming cold and wet.
Tracy Miller was a first year student in Law. She was shy. So she imposed self-
therapy as cheerleader of a baseball team. She was not very high. She had a white
skin contrasting with his azabache black hair. Her eyes had an amazing green and
had red lips and shapely. She had a body proportioned, slender and agile, but she
stood out for her wisdom, her good heart and her intelligence.
She had met Samuel and Tom at the exit of the locker room, when they made the
selection tests. Tom spent a bit of her because it seemed a shy and innocent girl
without blood in the veins. Instead, Samuel had come to appreciate the many
virtues of that pretty little girl, becoming great friends. There was nothing
else, because in the depths of her heart had another boy she liked and that seemed
unattainable. Sometimes, on the campus, their eyes had met accidentally making it
vibrate each and every fiber of her heart. But this guy was so shy as she was.
Frederick and Samuel had unintentionally become the center of attention of the
whole University. Their clashes were the talk of the world. One day, in the dining
room, Frederick spent about Samuel table surrounded by his group of loyal friends.
- Oh, God! What a stench! Smells like someone had gotten in here beasts of
burden after hauling cement bags all morning ...
- ... And someone had to step on a shit ... -added jocularly a Frederick's fellow.
Everyone started to laugh full of rancor, mockingly. Frederick thought it was time
to get back so that jackanapes humiliations by Samuel. Full of anger and rage, and
pointing an accusing finger at the table of Samuel, said:
- They mustn't allow in this University the access for people like this
rabble pathetic and dirty, sitting at this table... -at that moment his eye fell
on a pretty little girl. His heart race when their eyes met across campus. No,
these words were not directed poisoned her, but that jackanapes of ... "Why is
smiling that stupid Samuel?", he thought.
Samuel got up from the table clapping wearily as he came walking slowly to his
opponent:
- Bravo! Finally, a brief glimpse of something like that which is called
intelligence!. Have you copied from somewhere, were you helped by your lap dogs
chorus that follows you everywhere... Or, perhaps, have you spent a sleepless
night thinking about something mildly witty to hurt me? Be careful, old friend,
you're not going to poach the brain and singe your eyebrows by for the effort -he
added mockingly.
A chorus of loud laughter deafened the room in a tremendous roar. The people
mocking laughter led to a nickname that was becoming popular for Frederick shame.
"Humpty Dumpty, Humpty Dumpty ..." Frederick was embarrassed, but most to feel
dumb and distressed look of this beautiful brunette girl named Tracy.
- Come on Samuel! -Tom said- You got him. Smash him!.
Samuel was going to say something, but a white hand, delicate and small, stopped
him taking his own and away from his opponent. His eyes followed that hand to meet
with an amazing green eyes. Tracy.
- No, Samuel! Don't do it. You're not thus. You're better than that. You're
good.
- But this pompous asshole has spent all the time, despise me and getting
me, though I 've done nothing. He doesn't give me any truce and also…
- Yes, it's wrong. But he's wrong. Just that. Not make things worse. Please
do it for me. I know you love me so much, and because I love you, I beg you.
- Okay… Okay…
Samuel picked up his stuff and left. He did it for Tracy. Before long she had
become his best friend, almost a sister.
Frederick was sitting on a bench outside the room. The way to get out of Samuel
was interpreted by him as a new personal affront. He had gone without giving
replicability, not that he was to say something, but the ways were the ways. For
this reason, sooner or later would have to pay for it. His thoughts were
interrupted by a voice almost musical sweet and greeted him:
- Hello! Are you okay? -Tracy said
- Yes .. Thank you -he bit nervous. "My God!, Is she, is she!" thought.
- People have been very cruel in there. They laughed all of you.
- Yes, but you.
- I don't like lynching.
- That you tell your friend! -Frederick said in an angry tone.
- Not a bad person, what happens is that both have started badly.
- May be -he said calmer. The voice of that girl was a balm to his troubled heart- I... I... I seen you sometimes around campus... You have to excuse myself
if I not told you anything. What happens is that I am a little shy... A little
more with the girls... Well, much more... -Frederick admitted a little
embarrassed.
That made her smile funny Tracy. That tall blond guy strong jaw and broad
shoulders, now looked like a child lost and helpless. "How cute," she thought.
- ... More so if the girl is as pretty as you - Frederick finished his face
fully flushed.
Tracy was left speechless, but her face radiated happiness.
- Oh, my God, what have I said! Well... Don't say anything, okay?...
Tomorrow spea ... At the end of class... Right?
Tracy said nothing. Only amazed was nodding his head and smiling while with great
strides Frederick disappeared.
In his dorm room, Samuel was sitting at the foot of his bed with a post-card in
his hands. The letter was unmistakable: it was Diane, his mother. In it told him
that they were in Europe for anniversary trip. Sam had promised her, and there
they were: Madrid, London, Paris, Vienna, Rome, Florence... Here Sam had asked her
not to say where she had left planted Frasier: "Honey, I don´t care, really.
Indeed, no one cares. If you look, out not in the guidebooks" had confessed to
her. In the letter she also said that in a couple of days would be in Boston and,
of course, would see him.
Samuel was happy. His parents would be there in a couple of ! He
missed them so much. But above all the tips. They stopped what they were doing
when he talked with them. They listened him, made him feel that he was important
in their lives. He recalled one occasion when he was ten, his father was watching
on TV one final important. When he sat beside his father and said he wanted to
talk because he had a problem, Sam -after about three brief seconds of doubt-
turned off the TV and began to listen were their fathers!.
Two days later, Sam and Diane came to his dorm.
- Dad... Mom…! Here...!.
- Samuel! Oh, Look!. He's indeed a man -Diane said fighting back tears.
- Stop it, Diane. You told me you were not going to make a scene less than five minutes.
- True... True... Sorry.
- Better get out and teach you all this -said Samuel.
Three were walking around campus. While Samuel taught them everything, Diane
looked at her son with tenderness. Sam also looked at him with pride. All three
were happy because after several months they were together again. So they walked
for a while, until a familiar voice came down them from the cloud:
- Sam, you old pirate! What to do here?… Diane! Do you?.
- Frasier! What a surprise! -Sam said.
- Long time no see, Frasier! -Diane said.
- We're here for our son Samuel -said Sam introducing his.
- Well, well! You're more taller than your father. You look just like him,
even though your look is more from your mother.
- Yes, we are very proud of him. He's studying at Harvard Business School.
-Diane said.
- What a coincidence! My son is finishing here Psychology... There is... -
and raising his hand, Frasier called- Frederick!… Here, son!...
Frederick went where his father while saying goodbye to some friends.
- My son -began Frasier- These are my good friends Sam and Diane, with her son...
- Samuel, the largemouth? -Frederick said surprised.
- Humpty Dumpty? -Samuel said.