My Little Travel by Hans Bernard (best summer reads of all time .txt) 📖

"Now, we are going to pass this honor to the best scientist we have known at Hodges University. I have to tell you he is a good friend and a faithful classmate. I remembered the day He and I met at the science lab for the first time. Right away, I knew he was a great man. However, I was always the backbone to help him keep it together. Ladies and gentlemen, I present you my dear friend, Dr. Ramirez Goldon, A vivid applause for him."

The light shined brighter as the applause of the standing crowd appreciated the coming of Dr. Ramirez on the representing stand. He shook hands with Samson and they hugged firmly as if they were going to be enemies later. As far as I can remember, father had known Samson the day he started to study at Hodges and they grew in many obstacles in their life by helping each other, according to father's story. Samson was one of these friends you met in a lifetime then became like family and brother in an instant. During their life at Hodges, their bond grew every day in class, at the campus and in the major they chose together. Ramirez was the one who showed Samson his true vocation which was in the same field father studied also. The best part showed up in their history of women when Ramirez presented at Samson the woman who was going to be his wife after their studies and Samson did the same thing. Of course, Samson could not support the unfortunate event that happened after Ramirez married Jasmine. Mother died three years later after my birthday. Samson was more crushed than father, not only because she was great friend also, but she was his sister from long relatives. When Samson knew he had a sister, Ramirez knew the best day and shared his best moment with him on this day.

Samson knew father the moment they met at Hodges in the lab room. Father described Samson like this at his first sight. He was blond with short hair, strong eyebrows and a sharp nose, his mouth was not that large as he used it to say bad words to the students and his face was robust as his body started to get there too. He was a little obsessed with his form at his age at the college. He was taller and bigger than Ramirez, but he had never taken his toll over the little ones. He had an ego at first, but Lucy took care of it a little when they met. The one thing he had during his time at the college besides his brain was his style. He always clothed very well and he passed father the style also with the longer time they spent together. Nevertheless, Samson possessed great quality as a friend and a supporter. With time, Samson learned to be gentler and sympathy, but his hard core education from his father stuck in his life forever.

Father put his two hands in each side of the microphone and looked at the special guest and friends he knew during his longtime at Hodges.Father was a simple guy with dreams and the accomplishment of great things in his life. He did not have the confidence but he aimed for success anyway. Father was from Mexico and he was the only one to grow up at the American continent. Father made many sacrifices to study and to get where he was in front of a group of important people and well-known. Father had dark hair, green eyes, a little lobe nose and a cute mouth not to say a woman one. He was between 5.5 and he was more focus on his studies than his effects on women. Even his appearance he reflected to be handsome at his young age. The girls could not get enough of him. Of course, father was a brilliant student in all his classes. At start, he used to just dress like any adults with a shirt and jeans. When Samson became his friend, he changed his look with the influence of Uncle Sam. This is how Mother fell in love with him besides he was telling the ladies of his accomplishments at the college.

Well, I have to tell you that this ceremony was made at the auditorium of Hodges at Fort Myers. The place could take between 40 to 50 couples. The white color of the auditorium marked the unity of these people in the room especially through their clothes. As always this ceremony can only be done at night with great surprise from people you knew. He fixed his eyes on Samson and me at the table while opening his long mouth to start the speech.

Round table with white tower covering the worked wood; we can perceive the sparks that this cover sent in the room at the people which made them enthusiastic as ever. The chair was at the number of four with our name and friends who accompany us. From your table you can notice the beauty of the puzzle that the background that attracted people to choose a place like this for recognition ceremony. The square of woods limited by the iron form the best form of ceramic decoration I have not seen yet. The room was a little darkened maybe it was the roof reflection that produced it from the effect of the light, but the black jacket and clothes of our invitees played a great role also. In the far corner of the left from your sitting place, you can notice the American flag that was depressed of the journey and wanted to rest a little. The floor as well created a wonderful platform under the feet of the guests and it started to lose most its place with the number of feet over it to see a companion, greet a friend or a director as you want and you feel.

"Samson, my friend, ladies and gentlemen, I remembered when I met this guy who was rude enough to come and to say: "Hey you, who the hell are you?" I got stunned at the first question, but he had already seen our future in a glance at me. We knew hell at Hodges, we fought it and we won. Today, by our strength I can say that this honor is for the both of us my dear friend."

Samson stood again and father met with him to hug and to take a new picture of their accomplishment at Hodges. He came, passed his arm around my neck with his smile that was impossible to loss and he kissed me. This was the best moment of my life and I was proud of my father, well until he became crazy and obsessed with a new subject.

Today, I lived with my father in a faraway place where much people know each other and the number might be between ten to twenty neighbors. We have been living there for over four years since he abandoned reality to plunge himself in the dream world. There are two streets and a short cut between certain houses not too far from us. I usually used it to get at school in time. Every time I am walking home after school, I got this picture that comes back to me when we lost Uncle Samson. I was walking home in the second week of the second month at the new house and I stumbled on Uncle Samson leaving the house with tears.

"I lost a brother, my son."

This was his last words to me as he walked to his car and left without a look behind. In this day, I started to hate my father in his new obsession for the Universe he thought that contained more than our own planet. I watched movies and documentary of the universe space, but as the genre of the movie specified it was fiction, science fiction, and invention. Even the report Flipboard brought at his columns does not contain a brink of truth about the universe and space.

Star Wars and Farscape might be a little close about the species and the numberless of galaxy, but the invention still brings his head out to prove us this was just a movie.
The hatred I kept for my father grew everyday each time I walked from school and wanted to see Uncle Samson again. I always think of Uncle Sam because he was always good with me and gave me my little cash when we met. Uncle Samson was the best and aunty Lucy who helped me sometimes with my homework and the nostalgic of my mother. One day, she told me the whole story of the four of them and how they met. This was when I learned father presented Lucy to Samson and Jasmine to father. From this day forward, they remained together until they closed their studies at Hodges. Lucy told me that Samson and Father fought once for her when Ramirez thought Samson might be playing with Lucy. Mother felt left alone and forgot on this day and Lucy decided to break up with Samson. By tomorrow, Samson and father were discussing the problem until they figured what cause the fight between them. This was their only and last fight, the girls’ laughed at them when they thought of it after their marriage with father and Samson.

Lucy became my mother immediately after my mother’s death. She was one of the women you met and asked yourself if life is not worth it. She was alive, full of life and mysteries, but she kept things simple in her everyday life. Lucy had known father for a longtime, she was the one who recommended father at Hodges. Lucy met father at their working place and she thought he would make a great husband, but father did not have time for this at that time. Later, Lucy decided to remain my father friend until father introduced her to Samson. It was love at first sight. Gray hairs not to say old, but grey even Samson found the mystery fascinating. Large eyebrows with brown eyes, classic nose and sensible mouth; Lucy was between slim and average, but with Samson obsession with form he led her to the gym where Aunty Lucy got her curves. She was studying to be a Manager and she was the best in her classes. Lucy was the same height as father and Jasmine was his best friend. Lucy told me most of the rest stories of father and the group. She was the one who introduced me to mother after sometimes when I was ready to understand what happened.

I had never known the whole story of father, Samson, Lucy and mother, but I knew this. They were the best happy group of friend that Hodges University had in their year.

My thoughts stopped for a moment from my hatred heart for my father at the sight of the light of the moon and the stars within the