This afternoon, like every Monday and
Wednesday, I had German class. Like every afternoon, there are two buses to the
station, the first leaving at 5:55, and a second at 6:01. Although the second
has a faster route, everyone seems to take the earlier one. I, like many
others, have a short term thinking, and as a result, I took the first bus.
However, like many a time before, I arrived at the station just as the train
was pulling up. This called for a spring
to the train, which I subsequently missed. At the time I thought it was
frustrated beyond belief. This would mean I would arrive at German class an
hour late, and I would only make it for
the last 30 minutes.
I felt the frustration in me rise, I wanted
to kick down the stairs, but on the outside I tried to remain calm. The art of
long term thinking is something that I have yet to acquire, and this situation
has shown me the necessity of this skill. However, it will probably take a life
time to attain, all in good time, all in good time. Yet I was blessed with the
other experiences I was able to gather whilst waiting at the station. A manager-type,
about 50 secretly inhaling a whiff of coke, two old friends who use sign
language to communicate with each other, and of course the Volkswagen factory
lit up in all its glory for the Christmas season.
Libellés : Christmas, end of 2014