I woke up a little
late today… And this means rushing through breakfast, quick shower and no time
to think. Go, run, quickly! And finally I am there at the subway. Now all I
have to do is to wait a few minutes and then I will be at school and my day
will start being productive. The thing is: life does not play by the rules. And
almost everyday, it keeps starting way before my personal script.
This morning I was
quietly sitting and listening to my music. It was a Brazilian singer called
Cassia Eller, telling me about “what it meant to be a little girl…”. My train
stopped and its doors opened. Nobody got in or out. But in the last moment this
guy rushes in, carrying a girl in one hand and a sound box in the other. They
seem a little breathless, probably because of all the running to get to the
train in time. I notice that there is an iPod connected to the sound box and he
is carrying a trumpet. They look at each other and smile. He presses “play” and
the show begins. “Para
bailar la bamba!” And the trumpet “pananananana”, and again “Para bailar la
bamba se necesita una poca de gracia...”. My Brazilian singer gets shy because
of all the fuss they are making. I look up and the girl is dancing and playing
a rattle. She smiles at me and I smile back. Actually not only me. Everybody
gets excited by the small show. Some are clapping here… Others follow with
their feet there… But nobody wants to stand and dance. Do you know why? In a
few seconds they turn the sound box off and now it is time for tips. The girl goes
to one side of the train and the guy to the other one. Unfortunately I will not
contribute to them. If I do it, I will get bankrupt, since I have around three
of those concerts everyday.
So…
You might be thinking that this is a true chow, right? Wrong! The real
spectacle comes now: the girl comes back from her round smiling and saying
things in a language I don’t understand! She is happy and dancing more than
ever! I notice that she has a green banknote
in her hand. That is it, somebody gave her a 100 euros tip. And now she is hugging and cheering with her friend. The
train stops and they leave, not before letting lots of happiness fall from
their soul and invade our wagon. It was one of the most beautiful scenes I have
seen in the train the last days. And it was a great way to start my week. Yes,
it is good to know that life starts when it wishes to.
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