ALLEN POVThe application I had applied yesterday was approved, so they had called in for an interview. I woke up early and was getting ready. I wanted this job. Kids are always fun to be around with.
"hurry up Allen, I"m running late for cla.s.s" my brother screamed. Why can"t he just go if that"s the case? I can"t understand boys. Well, I rarely talked to boys as I always had a guard ….. yes, that"s right my brother. He was protective since a guy proposed me in 3 rd grade, and I got bullied. Because the guy who proposed me was like an idol for the girls, and when I rejected him, they all thought I had an att.i.tude problem.
Since then Kavin has made it his life promise to never let me close to other guys. I know he is sweet but sometimes it"s too tiring.
I hoped inside the truck. The truck was rusted and old, it wasn"t even working when we first used it. My brother took a whole week to fix and remodel it. He is obsessed with vehicles and engines, sometimes he talks about the models and power of some cars that I just can"t seem to comprehend as my knowledge about them is very bad.
I was wearing jeans pant with a t-shirt, more like casual wear, to not make it look too professional as they wear for corporate companies. We arrived at the location after going 5 rounds in the same place.
" I never knew that your sense of direction was this bad" I said laughing.
" It was your phone which wasn"t showing the exact location" he retorted.
"keep giving excuses…good day" I said.
"rock it Allen" he said giving the j.a.panese fighting hand.
I laughed and waved back. I loved this life which is far away from the depressing days we led in the city. I walked for another 5 mins before I found the entrance.
I reached the gate which was about 2 meter high….too much a kindergarten school needed I thought. The watchmen showed me another entry to the premise. And what do I say, the beauty of the place? It had huge lawns mowed which were crisscrossing the pavements. The pathways were flanked by colorful plants and maple trees… it was beautiful to look at. This led to the kindergarten which you had to enter through a pond and the architecture was fascinating. It was built in Neocla.s.sical style.
Rather than a kindergarten, it looked like a bungalow. I never imagined such a place in the countryside. Man were these parents rich to send their students to this school.
A row of steps led to the foyer which opened up to a huge hall, which was richly decorated with gold plated sculptures and carving. This place is like a place. I would loveeeeeeeeeeee working here.
Admiring the beauty I was lost, I dint know where the interview was held, just as I was looking around to ask for help. I saw a figure climbing down the staircase, I went near to the stairs to see if he could show me the directions. But,it wasn"t just any ordinary person. I could feel the power and authority oozing out of him, every time he stepped down I could feel a tingling sensation in me.
He looked like a king descending from his throne. My legs were growing weak. I was unable to withstand the power he held in himself. The inferiority in me, made be bow down to his presence. I felt like a peasant in front of him.