”It was a completely harmless request! There was no need for violence!” I managed to understand from what she was saying.
She began to tell them about the legend of the jumper and the tradition that linked us both to our homeland. That was why she had cried. I reminded her of the past and for a few moments she saw me as her son who asked a simple favour which she could not carry out.
The driver scrutinized piercing the guard who hit me. He asked him a question in French, which I couldn’t understand, and by the looks of it, the guard gave him a somewhat pretentious answer. On hearing the answer, the driver gave out a sigh. Then he addressed me directly apologizing for the unpleasant experience I had just had. Throughout it all, I kept looking down.
”He thought that you swore at me and th
