While my parents and I were in South
Korea for summer holidays, something terrible happened: when we were
going to pay for the meal that we had at a restaurant, we realized that
the wallet and our passports had disappeared. We didn't have money or
credit cards, all was lost... In addition, we were in a strange country
with a language that we couldn't understand. So what should we do?
First
of all, my father phoned the person who had organized this trip. In the
second place, my mother explained to the owner what had happened, and
the owner, after a long explanation, allowed us to leave the restaurant.
At that moment, I was terrified. That was becoming the worst trip of my
life. Should I stay in the hotel every single day of my holidays? It
couldn't be real. While I was thinking about that, a receptionist came
to our room saying that a man was calling for us in the hall. We went
downstairs, and then a man called us: "Sorry, are you the owner of this
wallet?" These words were the best words that my family and I could
hear.
That
young man turned out to be the taxi driver who had driven us to the
restaurant. When all the things were given to us I asked the man his
phone number in order to become friends. I haven't seen him for ages, but I know he will always be my friend.
Amanda Febrer Muñoz 2A BTX
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