(essay)

I go to classes by bus every morning. One day, I sat down by the window, as I always did, looking for deer with my eyes, gazing at the endless fields.

Suddenly I remembered that I hadn’t done my German homework and I wanted to complete all the tasks quickly, but I was cutting the corners a little bit. When I came to the courses, the teacher started checking the homework, saying that it was much better to do the homework later, by the book, and not for the check mark. Suddenly there was a loud sound and a sudden stop – the bus driver stopped because a deer was standing in front of him on the road. It was the magic deer…from my dreams…