A Good Lesson Afterliving in Europe for seven years, my parents decided that my family would moveto the United States. We all looked forward to this. What would people think ofus? For me, I hoped to be the hero of the class.
I was notdisappointed. All my classmates admired my experience, and I quickly becamewell known as “the French guy.” I was very popular for a time. However, I wasnot interested in many things my classmates did, and it was hard for me toconnect with them. I enjoyed listening to classical music, never watched TV,and almost never watched movies.
I did not have acommon background with my friends because I grew up in Europe. I had fewfriends, and fewer good friends. When I look back now, I realize I was a bit ofan idiot to many people around me. I kept talking proudly about my experience.And I thought myself better than those around me because I lived in Europe butthey didn’t.
I had decided Iwanted better friends when my parents said that we were going to move again! Isaw this as a perfect chance to get better friends, where people did not knowof my unkind past.
When we moved toCalifornia, I did not show off as I had done for five years. I did not telleveryone that I lived in Europe. I still listened to classical music, but Ijust kept my music to myself. Sure enough, I found that people like someone whois not typical but does not boast about it.
Nothing can replacegood friends, and if I had to control my temper and pride, it was well worthit.
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