MyNewRoommate
Itwasmyfirstdayatthei
stitute．Igoti
tothebuildi
gwhere1wasgoi
gtolive．Myeyessearchedcarefullyfromthedoorofo
ebedroomtothatofa
otherformy
amewhichoughttohavebee
pastedo
thedoorofo
eofthesebedrooms．AtlastIfou
dit．O
steppi
gi
tothebedroomIfou
dtherewasalreadyi
itastude
twhowasmaki
ghisbed．
Havi
gexcha
gedwithmeafewwordsofgreeti
gs，heresumedhisarra
geme
tofbeddi
ga
d
olo
gerpaida
yatte
tio
tome．“Whatastuckupfellow．”Ithoughta
dbega
tosurveytheroom．Itlookedquitesimilartoa
yotherbedroomi
thebuildi
g．Eve
thefur
iturei
allbedroomswasu
iform．Itseemedmybedroomhadalreadybee
thoroughlyclea
edbymy
ewroommate．
Hewasthi
，shorta
ddarkski
ed．Hishairlookedlikeabu
dleofstraw．Hisdirtyclothesa
dlusterlesseyesclearlyi
dicatedthathehadhadalo
gjour
ey．Hisclothesweremadeofcheapcloth．Hiscoatwastooshort，a
dthelegsofhistrousersweretooloose．Heworeapairofu
fashio
ablerubbershoes．Thushedid
otlooklikeasmartfreshma
ata11“Ayokel”Ico
cluded．
Theseco
dtimehespoke，hisacce
ttoldmethathewasfromthesouth．“MayIhelpyougetyourluggagefromtheoffice”
Idid
otdecli
ehishelpbecauseIreally
eededit．Hewasquicki
moveme
t．Hewalkedoutoftherooma
dwassoo
faraheadofmei
thecorridor．“Agoodguy”Isaidtomyself．“Iwillmakefrie
dswithhim．”Ihurrieda
dcaughtupwithhim．
1
fMyE
glishTeacher
Ilikemostofmyteachersi
college．Theywere，forthemostpart，frie
dlya
dcompete
twilli
gtohelpstude
ts．IlikedthembutIdo
’trememberthemverywell，exceptforMrJo
es，myfreshma
E
glishteacher．Hewasa
e
thusiastic，se
sitivema
，whok
ewhissubjecta
dwasdetermi
edthatwewouldlear
ita
dloveittoo．
MrJo
eswasatall，sle
derma
i
hismidfortieswithgraythi
i
ghair．Perchedprecariouslyo
his
ose，hisglassesgavehimaseriouslook．Buttheydid
’tremai
therelo
g，forhewasalwayseithertaki
gthemoffa
dpolishi
gtheirtwopiecesofglassorputti
geitherofthetwoearpiecesi
hismouthwhe
hewasmeditati
garespo
setosomequestio
raisedbyastude
t．Whe
o
hiswaytoourclassroom，healwayscarriedtwoorthreebookswithstripsofpapersticki
goutofthem，whichwereformarki
gthepassageshewa
tedtoreadtous．Iremembertoo，hiscardiga
sweaters．Hemusthavehadadoze
ofthem．O
rai
ydayshewouldhaveabluerai
coato
．Butwhatismostte
aciousi
mymemoryishissmile．Whe
hesmiled，hiswholefacelitup；hiseyessparkled．Hissmilemadeyoufeelgood，atease，a
dsomehowreassured．
Thoughhabituallyfrie
dlya
dateasewitheverybodyhewasabitprimi
classroom，a
dhecouldbestemo
occasio
s．He
evercalledusbyourfr