Sam is an Adelaidean, first year in Adelaide Uni
Well, he looks more than that.
He replies to every question in class,
His voice not loud, but there's something special.
'So, you are goin travel, aren't you?'
'Ya, what do you think of Gold Coast?'
'I have no idea. I've never been there.'
'Oh?...'
'I traveled little here.'
'Ya?...Ok.'
'I only went to Sydney once. And Melbourne several times, with my family drving.'
I nodded.
'I travelled a bit in Europe.' He added.
'Really?'
'Ya, I lived in Britain for a year...'
There he began his story.
He and his girlfriend went to London, working and travel.
Not long later they were both fired because 'there's someone disliked me and kept talking to the boss.'
'Well it doesn't matter. I don't like him either.'
No money to pay for the rent, they lived on the street for two weeks.
Then they found a job in a pub, where they worked and lived and didn't need to pay.
He was drunk almost everyday, surrounded by alcohol and alcoholics.
A year later he travelled north to Sweden, Norway, and then Denmark, Swiss...
He hadn't finished when the bell rang.
So that's all I know about Sam,
Who is sitting beside me listening to an elegant lady talking about Impressionist paintings in 19th Century Paris.
Well, he looks more than that.
He replies to every question in class,
His voice not loud, but there's something special.
'So, you are goin travel, aren't you?'
'Ya, what do you think of Gold Coast?'
'I have no idea. I've never been there.'
'Oh?...'
'I traveled little here.'
'Ya?...Ok.'
'I only went to Sydney once. And Melbourne several times, with my family drving.'
I nodded.
'I travelled a bit in Europe.' He added.
'Really?'
'Ya, I lived in Britain for a year...'
There he began his story.
He and his girlfriend went to London, working and travel.
Not long later they were both fired because 'there's someone disliked me and kept talking to the boss.'
'Well it doesn't matter. I don't like him either.'
No money to pay for the rent, they lived on the street for two weeks.
Then they found a job in a pub, where they worked and lived and didn't need to pay.
He was drunk almost everyday, surrounded by alcohol and alcoholics.
A year later he travelled north to Sweden, Norway, and then Denmark, Swiss...
He hadn't finished when the bell rang.
So that's all I know about Sam,
Who is sitting beside me listening to an elegant lady talking about Impressionist paintings in 19th Century Paris.