It was the best week of my life. Only seven days, but seven good days. And then the trouble began. But I’d like to tell you about the good days. On Saturday my father came home and told us about his new job.
You’re looking at the new financial manager at the eastern trading company. More money, a company car and a driver, he said smiling at us.
We were very happy to hear the news. My father worked very hard, day after day, week after, year after year to get this new and important job. When other employees arrived at the office in the morning, my father was already on his second cup of coffee. At night, only the cleaners saw my father leave. Even when he look a week’s holiday, he had work with him. Nobody worked as hard as my father. now, after twelve years of hard work, he was at the top.