This is a novel written in Romanian and translated into English by its author.
I knew that I had made them happy, and they could be proud of their nephew who had just joined the intellectual class of society..
For me, their appreciation was the ultimate reward.
You have brought us great joy!" Then, grandpa hugged me too. "How are you, sir engineer? You came to see us? Come here, to kiss you.
Grandma was the first to congratulate me.
My mother had announced them on the phone.
When I arrived to my grandparents, they already knew the news.
You will be a doctor or an engineer," the automatic correction came from my parents. "No, no.
For me, those moments of fusion with nature were so pleasant, that when someone was asking me "What will you do when you grow up?" without doubt my answer was "Shepherd".
It was the one in which, along with grandpa, I was accompanying the sheep on the pasture and I was playing the flute.
As I approached their house, another image from the past became clearer and clearer.
Since then, I\'ve got a great love for horses and riding.
The riding took place on the pasture near the Bahlui creek and also near the grandparents\' house.
But first, he would put a jute bag on the animal\'s back, as a saddle.
When he wasn\'t influenced by the liquor, he put me to ride his horse, named Doru.
The entertainment wasn\'t lasting for long, because grandma appeared and corrected the situation, scolding grandpa.
In another image, it appeared into my mind the moment when grandpa, being euphoric, under Bacchus’ influence, climbed me up on the rams to ride them.
And this is because the raw material disappeared when grandpa sold his sheep.
But now I have almost completely forgotten the technique.
And I\'ve really learned to prepare those products.
I would copy his movements, wishing to know how to make the same things.
Thus, I could see him processing the sheep milk, turning it into fresh cheese, soft cheese and light cheese.
On the way to their house, images of my childhood quickly came to my mind - moments spent with grandpa, which created pleasant memories.
Ever since I was a little boy, he took me everywhere with him.
Not that grandma wouldn\'t have loved me the same, but grandpa had more time for me.
He was the man who gave me most affection and love.
He was my mother\'s father and the dearest person to me.
I went out and I took him with me to my grandpa, to tell him the news, too.
I\'ve passed! I am a student now!" "Congratulations, well done! I\'ll see you at home." Sile was waiting for me outside.
What is it?" "I\'ve just got a call from the professor. "Hello, this is Cristi! I want to talk to the Boss."; "It\'s me.
I was a laboratory assistant and he was the head unit.
So I dialed the Harlau vinegar factory, where I was working with my father. "Let\'s call your father and tell him the news," recommended my mother.
After that, it was my mum\'s turn to take me in her arms. "Look at him, he\'s crying!" said Iulia, and then she hugged me too.
Behind me, there were my mother and my sister Iulia. "I\'ve been admitted to college! I\'ve succeeded! I am a student!" We hugged and I broke into tears.
He didn\'t know why I was being so exuberant.
You\'ll have the marks later." "Sile, Sileee! I\'ve passed, I\'ve passed!" Sile looked at me confused. "Hello, I want to speak to Cristi." "Yes, professor, it\'s me." "You passed, you punk, you are a student!" "Thank you, professor, thank you! You don\'t know what wonderful news you gave me! Thank you!" "Ok.
Because I was waiting for the results of the college admission exam, I lifted the handset.
For you to get the taste of the originality of the book, please read the first pages of this captivating novel: The phone was ringing.
This hero, diagnosed with brain tumor, undergoes after-life experiences.
It is based on real life, featuring the life and formation of a Romanian youngster.
This is a novel written in Romanian and translated into English by its author
