My friend Eugene
Despite Eugene’s abilities, he had one weakness, alcohol. Several times he was drunk, when he came to our lessons. The students would said that Eugene was so smart, so fair, so honest, so kind that it was very difficult to him to live in our spoiled society. But maybe something else forced Eugene to drink.
I met Eugene five years later, when I had graduated from college and got a job in the Forest Company in our town. My friend, Valentine, who is now an artist, called and invited me to come over. When I arrived Eugene was there, he was Valentine’s friend as well. Eugene had just come from Poland, where he worked as translator in the Soviet Consulate. He told us many interesting stories about his job in Poland, while Valentine was showing us his canvases, we had a very good time.
My job in Forest Company was interesting, but I decided to leave the company and go far away, to look for adventures. But it was a coincidence, that Eugene came to visit me exactly on that day. He said: “ Don’t go so far. Stay in our town. Before I showed him my poems, which I wrote, when I worked and lived in the forest. Eugene admitted , that some of my poems about nature were very good. Eugene continued: “I know, you have good writing skills. I will talk to my friend about you, he works for a local newspaper, you could work or you can teach reading and writing at school.” In two weeks, I had got two new offers, one from local newspaper and the second one from a small village school.
Recently I have received mail. When I started to review it I saw a thick envelope from my classmate. I opened it and found a book. It was a book of poems written by Eugene.
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