Piece #1 - Reflection
June 3rd had been a horrible, miserable day. The humidity was thick and sweat slowly trickled down my legs in beads. I remember feeling anxious in the pit of my gut; a feeling that I was not accustomed to. I remember I was watching the pitter-patter of the rain dancing along the bus windows when I first saw her.
I had watched the gloomy atmosphere immediately change as she stepped onto the bus. Her smile had glowed and her presence had illuminated the bus. Her rosy cheeks held together a work of art, her face. Quiet as a mouse, she had walked along the bus full of people before noticing the only available seat was next to me. She asked, “Is this seat taken?” in her small, serene voice, “No,” I replied. Her voice was as soft as silk and flowed so beautifully. …show more content…
She didn’t sit next to me. I remember the feeling of hurt swirl through my body as I watched her sit at the other end of the bus. I went out of my way to save a seat near me, so I could smell her sweet scent, yet she rejected that after all my efforts. My heart yearned for her.
June 10th had been the day it all changed. I had decided that I would get off with her at her stop. I had watched as she joyously walked into the small café, greeting all of her friends or colleagues; I hadn’t been sure which it was.
Piece #2 – Record of Conversation
LILIA: Good morning. Welcome to Temptation Lane, what can I get for you today?
GREG: Good morning to you too, Lilia. I’ll take a macchiato and a slice of brownie please.
LILIA: No problem sir. Wait! Do we know each other? How do you know my name?
GREG: I…I…I read it on the top of your apron.
LILIA: Oh! Ha! Silly me. You look awfully familiar though!
GREG: I recognise you too. We catch the bus together every day.
LILIA: Oh how foolish of me! Of course! Well here is your coffee and brownie. Have a wonderful day!
GREG: You too. Before I leave, I just wanted to know if maybe we could hang out together
June 3rd had been a horrible, miserable day. The humidity was thick and sweat slowly trickled down my legs in beads. I remember feeling anxious in the pit of my gut; a feeling that I was not accustomed to. I remember I was watching the pitter-patter of the rain dancing along the bus windows when I first saw her.
I had watched the gloomy atmosphere immediately change as she stepped onto the bus. Her smile had glowed and her presence had illuminated the bus. Her rosy cheeks held together a work of art, her face. Quiet as a mouse, she had walked along the bus full of people before noticing the only available seat was next to me. She asked, “Is this seat taken?” in her small, serene voice, “No,” I replied. Her voice was as soft as silk and flowed so beautifully. …show more content…
She didn’t sit next to me. I remember the feeling of hurt swirl through my body as I watched her sit at the other end of the bus. I went out of my way to save a seat near me, so I could smell her sweet scent, yet she rejected that after all my efforts. My heart yearned for her.
June 10th had been the day it all changed. I had decided that I would get off with her at her stop. I had watched as she joyously walked into the small café, greeting all of her friends or colleagues; I hadn’t been sure which it was.
Piece #2 – Record of Conversation
LILIA: Good morning. Welcome to Temptation Lane, what can I get for you today?
GREG: Good morning to you too, Lilia. I’ll take a macchiato and a slice of brownie please.
LILIA: No problem sir. Wait! Do we know each other? How do you know my name?
GREG: I…I…I read it on the top of your apron.
LILIA: Oh! Ha! Silly me. You look awfully familiar though!
GREG: I recognise you too. We catch the bus together every day.
LILIA: Oh how foolish of me! Of course! Well here is your coffee and brownie. Have a wonderful day!
GREG: You too. Before I leave, I just wanted to know if maybe we could hang out together