Loyola University

I didn't know I was going to Loyola until the day came. When the appointment arrived, I thought I should bring something with me—the way I did the last time, when there were other people. I work at my job five days a week, so when I leave there, I head out. I told them I'd go to Loyola after lunch. Then I knew I was going to the car, and everything went smooth as silk until I saw people I know from Fede e Luce. We went to the place together, where everyone says something, or speaks when asked. They talk in English. The moment when you're in company, the reason that will be written down as an event. I don't know what kind of article will be translated, or how it will help us stay in touch with people abroad, or spread what we know. About how each of us lives, and who we are so they can know us. I don't want to become famous, but to have friends: when the young people see us, they respect us, they love us, they care for us with affection. Everything is good between us. Depending on the subject, we learn a piece of who we are, how we are! We also told them about our hobbies and how we live in the city, and we have to behave well when people recognize us. The others and I are the same as last time.