We always Mary
me study a class in college, was a simple and quiet girl, who did not participate in classes and shrank from the teacher's questions. He greeted everyone with a crooked smile. Hung out with the girls underwent more extensive the room. It was very beautiful, but it was good. Goodness it showed in the face, voice, the smile. It was a really nice girl. I did not know a lot and talked very little but still I knew that Mary was good and slow.
dressed as a teacher old bone with a blouse too broad and quite soiled, and sometimes a little sweaty. Wore a black skirt or trousers with shoes that never combined. I do not know if it was bright or not. I do not remember. Just know that I, who was bright and pretty and popular, I ended up passing the course with a 11, then a replacement made me a cold sweat, and Mary was not on the test. I do not remember whether he graduated with me at my base in my ceremony, but I never pulled any course.
Mary had a boyfriend in college: Jacinto. That it was not pretty (but the highest class), which was not popular but intelligent. He was very quiet but the few times he opened his mouth desulmbrar was for people with good management theory and talk about how much he liked Mary. To Mary, told Jacinto Fe (which was his middle name) and some in your group of friends also called Faith had not thought of Mary in a long time but inevitably (not that I have wanted to avoid) I had hit two of them three times after completing college. Mary inviting coffee, Mary talking about follow your dreams, Mary admired feeling happy because I was doing what I always wanted.
few months ago I bumped into Mary in the work of my best friend, was doing support work, slow, quiet, putting punche, secretly hoping that after the contract, but without saying a word. Talk to my friend, the best reference di Maria and the hired quickly. Had not even noticed the good work of the volunteer. I saw two months depues had made his first sale (modest, but it was his first sale) and we all congratulated, had prepared a toast, her boyfriend (no Jacinto, but the current) had sent a huge floral arrangement that said "With love for Faith" and had come to the conclusion bringing you a (dated) stuffed with a posterior movie kiss. All hugged Mary, they took pictures with her and were so happy.
Mary with its common name, with its "look pronvicia Square, with its walk lentito and indistinguishable from the crowd, so happy there. And I, with a better job, with the hurricane is over, with the most handsome groom, but without the flowers, the toast of colleagues, the joy, simplicity, tranquility.
love Mary so, which is so different from me. I could never be like her. But now, the other day I saw her, I wanted to be Mary, call me Mary, have their minimum wage job, her boyfriend ugly flowers that I send him and came to her and kiss her proudly in front of your entire office. Wanted-no matter-have a destination be as simple as school teacher, having a teacher husband, two minimum wages, a small room, two babies crying (later discussed in modest parochial schools). We would have liked not to have a Portuguese surname, a green wine drinking family, never have gone to Lisbon. Would have liked, I would at times be Mary, the "provincial square appearance, with volunteer work just to start the race. I had wanted to call Mary and have a toast at work for a sale S/.230.00 and that's all the happiness in the world. And I do not care if tomorrow, if passed, if later. If you stay or go, you get lost or deceive me. If I let you or I look for one or two lovers. If I move or stay at home. If I can not do the thesis. If you gain weight one or two kilos. We
Mary so, all we want to Mary, both because we do not really look anything like me, and I think in many, many things have better luck than me, and obviously is good.
