Friends

Imagine if you could go back in time and recreate old friendships with those we have lost track of.The first place I would go would be Versoix,Switzerland where I attended boarding school at the ripe age of 9. Immediately immersed in the French language and every other class was taught in French as well,even biology. I found myself pretty much alone. and cried myself to sleep a few nights in the dormitory.

Wandering the adjacent forest one day, i watched an older couple gathering mushrooms.They smiled and introduced themselves.Over time they became friends and I fondly remember taking longs walks with them.returning back to the building, an old chateau...I would be craving the tea and biscuits served at teatime.

The couple became friends of mine and with time I met schoolmates and became so much less lonely. Every weekend I returned to Geneva to be with my Mother.You can imagine my excitement.