She danced with Alberto, I don’t know why, the joy and sadness of the occasion, I suppose.
Tag: first day at the ulpan
My first day at the ulpan
It is my first day at the ulpan, and the first time I spend with people in a common cause since I arrived in November, three months earlier, unless you count queuing at the Ministry of the Interior, that is.
She looks behind her, as if to remind everyone of something, and flicks her hair, like a pony flicks its mane.