'you know, i'm so tired of french' she said br 'i'd like to learn english instead' br i sighed 'oh but it can't be done' br but thought that it might well be fun br br she said 'you seem to like me, don't you do' br i thought 'oh yes this sounds like true' br i said 'you're lovely girl indeed br but now please go, i have to read' br br she walked halfway to classroom door br i couldn't stand it anymore br and then she turned to me and said br 'the less you want, the more you get' br br she said it so sure of fact br i didn't know how to react br and then she said another thing br 'one never knows how to begin' br br i sat dumb clutching at my book br so much confusion in my look br she tossed her massive hair back br and laughed 'you cannot understand' br i asked 'don't torture me, just let me be' br and she smiled 'but you love me'br br Max Kuvaevbr br