It was the best week of my life. only seven day, but It seven good days.And than the trouble began. But I'd like to tell you about the good day fist. On saturday my father came home and told us about his new job.
you're looking at the new Financial Manager at the fastern trading company. More money, a company car and a driver, he said, smiling at us.
We were vary happy to hear the news.My father worked very hard, day after day, week after week, year after year to get this new and important job.when other was employees arrived at the officc in the moning, my father was already on his second cup of coffee. At night, only the cleaners saw my father leave, Even when he took 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.
That evening we held a little paty at our home for our family and friends. They all came, happy to hear our good news. when the bed times came, they stopped visiting, but for that fist week everything was wonderful. Now my father had his new job, My family and the family of samira Al-Husscin agreed to meet. thay were going to talk about a possible engagament.
I liked samire a lot.she had a wonderful smile and friendly cyes. Her father was a very rich and important man, but she was kind and frindly to everyone. My family agreed that she would be a good wife and moter. but did Samira's family think I could be a good husband for her ?
my mother and sister often met Samira and her family at weddings. My sister told me Samira could sing and dance better than any of the other girl. She also told me that my mother often talked to Samira's mother about me;'Kareem is a good son and very clever. He knows everything about computers. His teachcrs think that he's one of their best students.'
'I'm surc Kareem will get a very good job after he finishes and then he'll want to marry a nice girl.'
My mother was right. I was working hard for my exams, but every Wednesday I left the university a little earlier than usual and drove past the place where Samira was a student. On Wednesdays Samira linished early and she waited for her family's driver outside the front building. I never stopped and talked to her in front of her friends, but I drove very slowly ]ast them. Her friends laughed at me ,but I wasn't angry with them. Samira smiled at me and I felt happy.
It was the best week of my life. only seven day, but It seven good days.And than the trouble began. But I'd like to tell you about the good day fist. On saturday my father came home and told us about his new job.
you're looking at the new Financial Manager at the fastern trading company. More money, a company car and a driver, he said, smiling at us.
We were vary happy to hear the news.My father worked very hard, day after day, week after week, year after year to get this new and important job.when other was employees arrived at the officc in the moning, my father was already on his second cup of coffee. At night, only the cleaners saw my father leave, Even when he took 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.
That evening we held a little paty at our home for our family and friends. They all came, happy to hear our good news. when the bed times came, they stopped visiting, but for that fist week everything was wonderful. Now my father had his new job, My family and the family of samira Al-Husscin agreed to meet. thay were going to talk about a possible engagament.
I liked samire a lot.she had a wonderful smile and friendly cyes. Her father was a very rich and important man, but she was kind and frindly to everyone. My family agreed that she would be a good wife and moter. but did Samira's family think I could be a good husband for her ?
my mother and sister often met Samira and her family at weddings. My sister told me Samira could sing and dance better than any of the other girl. She also told me that my mother often talked to Samira's mother about me;'Kareem is a good son and very clever. He knows everything about computers. His teachcrs think that he's one of their best students.'
'I'm surc Kareem will get a very good job after he finishes and then he'll want to marry a nice girl.'
My mother was right. I was working hard for my exams, but every Wednesday I left the university a little earlier than usual and drove past the place where Samira was a student. On Wednesdays Samira linished early and she waited for her family's driver outside the front building. I never stopped and talked to her in front of her friends, but I drove very slowly ]ast them. Her friends laughed at me ,but I wasn't angry with them. Samira smiled at me and I felt happy.
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