TWO
Your relationship with Mario became limited to your driving lessons, until one day he informed you he had set a date for your driving test with the Department of Roads and Transportation. Mario had commended you to a number of his acquaintances in the department, so your test only lasted an hour, after which you received a card with your picture on it, which gave you the right to drive a car.
Your barracks mates considered your acquisition of a driving licence an occasion for celebration, as no Libyan recruit had ever acquired one before. As soon as training hours ended, they brought you a plate full of oriental pastries and a pot of hot tea from the camp’s kitchen. Sergeant Antar, who attended the celebration, congratulated you on your success, as he considered you his star pupil. H
