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Tuesday, March 13, 2007

What a Nice Day!!

What a Nice Day!!

Yasser Ali & Kholoud Youssef
Third Year


Waking up at 6 a.m., he finds his mother sleeping and so has to prepare his breakfast. He has to wear the finest clothes, because the girls might mock him. With full energy he goes downstairs, thinking of his nice day. When he reaches the bus station, he finds it conquered by the female society. “Great,” he says, “an empty bus is coming.” “Oh, God!” it is attacked by girls. He has to wait for the second, third, fourth bus; he has to wait until all of them get on the bus.

Finally, he successfully gets on one which is crowded by girls sitting everywhere and only a few boys standing. Suddenly, he notices an empty seat, and as he heads towards it, a very nice girl draws closer and finally sits on it with a thankful smile. The driver drives madly, so the boys have to fight, as they do not dare to touch a sitting girl. Nevertheless, it is already 8:10. He goes quickly upstairs. He knocks and enters; the first thing he finds is 300 female eyes looking at him and, of course, laughing at his shyness. The lecturer stares at him and says “Give me one reason that made you late.” Firstly, he stammers and then honestly replies, “I was stuck in heavy traffic.” – Oh God! It is the old trick made by the late girls. The lecturer finally lets him in. He stands next to a bench full of girls; they devilishly smile at him and pretend to move themselves, but they definitely leave him a space which would hardly suit a cat.
There is another bench with an empty place in between those two girls. He politely asks them to move inside, but they both answer instantaneously in the same loud, angry voice: “This place is our friend’s.” He stands, waiting, waiting, and waiting for 10, 20, and maybe for 40 minutes but there is no shadow of their alleged friend. Out of his luck, his true colleagues (The boys, of course) reserved a place for him on the floor. Our hero succeeds in writing some words of the many offered in the lecture. We have forgotten to say that the floor is frozen in winter, and nice in summer, you know. The lecturer ends her lecture after the long sleep of the floor people. He goes down to Students’ Affairs offices to pay the enrollment fees; what he wants is just a ‘money order’. He finds two big women speaking to each other; one of them is showing a picture of her son to the other, and the other replies, “I will take him as my son-in-law.” And if the poor boy tries to interrupt them, he will gain nothing except harsh looks. Thus, he has to listen till the end of the conversation. The only thing she did is that she wrote his name on a sheet of paper and signed; what a big effort?! He crosses the gates of the university, walking carefully along the endless line of girls. As he struggles to go back home, he faces the same troubles he met in the morning. At last, he finds a nice face at home saying, “You are too late! Of course you had a good time with girls.” He replies, “O, right Mom. What a nice day!!”