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Myself
by Cristina García González (2008-09, 5º C)
If you asked my mother about me she would tell you how nice, clever, handsome, is her forty-five-year old son . Probably she would show you some old pictures that she always has in her handbag and she would tell you a lot of anecdotes of my childhood. It is normal, she is my mother and I’m an only child.
If you asked my first wife the answer would be a little different. I met her studying a master’s degree at university. I was 25 years old and girls found me quite attractive. I went out with the girl that I wanted, but Sara was the only one who didn’t pay me any attention. This circumstance made me try to seduce her. It was only a matter of time before she fell in love with me and at the end of the year she was my girlfriend. In two years we got married and three years later we got divorced. She thought that I was selfish, immature, vain, cold, insensitive, successful at work but incapable of taking care of her. She was right. I was more interested in going to the fitness centre or in playing paddle than in going out with her on Friday night.
If you asked my docile, young, stunning, second wife she would say that I’m a charming man but not as rich as her new husband. Our marriage lasted one wonderful year.
My colleagues are envious of my car, house, high salary, and my success with women, to tell the truth women glance at me wherever I go, but according to the only friend that I have, sooner or later I’ll want to have children. Of course I disagree with him but, who knows what’s going to happen to me?