Its freezing out there, who dares to step up the gate and stand up in the middle of nowhere.

Thats duty calling out there, you dont have a choice, and you must be there. While she was getting prepared with her warm and long coat, her long striped yellow scarf that could be seen from miles away. Her walks to the door are being noticed due to the sound of her high heel shoes besides her shouting to the boys over there dont run that fast, Juan, you are going fall over. Out there she was the only human being with her hands inside her pockets, with her dark sun glasses that she puts just to hide her annoyance and indignation. Who, besides her, cares about the freezing weather out there in the courtyard? Who cares about wearing sunglasses or scarves? Nobody, but her. What a strange place, where some people are being nourished with their daily dose of happiness while others with an overdose of discontent. Everybody is in red, they are all shouting, but nothing is understood. Poor green ball, it is being hit by a bunch of angry students that have just come out of a math exam, and for sure it hasnt been that good. Those little girls over there feel very nervous about their next class, they are all asking each other questions that no one seems to have its answer. They are consulting their books, and notebooks in case the answer is there. What a professional basket throw that boy has just scored, but how painful it should be that fall poor little boy. Poor frozen woman, it seems that she is the odd one out of the yard. The bell is now ringing reminding me of years when I belonged to that yard as well. Everybody is in a rush, our lady has just got her hands out of her pockets, it seems that she is getting a bit happier, while the yard people are frowning and showing their dissatisfaction. It is time back to reality, it is time back to your seats.