He reminds me that my stories will be reviewed next week, i agree. Turns his back and then comes back to me, as he just had a thought and says: i ve been wanting to tell you this, do you know that you are the first sylvia that i’ve met…?
I smile and hurry to say: What an honor! He interrupts: Wait, i have not finished, i mean you are the first sylvia that i ve met who is not crazy!!! I laugh and reply: you have not met me THAT much YET.
We laugh first and then he says it: no, sylvia, one knows, one knows at the very beginning and you are not crazy, you are not like those other sylvias i have met in my life.
After class i ride on my bike home thinking that he is actually the first Ben I met. The first Ben in my life, and because now i have read him, I can say he is the Ben I might like the most. He who says that writes about the place nobody cares about.
You can read my first Ben here.