“Sir, sir!” I turned back and saw a man. “Do you remember me, sir?” the man said to me. “Oh, sorry, I…I can’t.” I said. The man smiled to me and said: “Kamerad.” I felt a little bit excited and said to him: “Kamerad? You are the Germen soldier before 30 years?” “Yes! You remember me! Nice to see you again kamerad!” the Germen said excitedly. Them we went ti a coffee bar and talked to each other, he told me his name is Max and arter I helped him escape, he back to Germany and began a business. About 15 years later, he immigrated to Canada and married with a Canadian woman, they lived happiness and had a son who studys very well. After all, we give the phone number to each other.
Max still liked to call me “Kamerad” but not “Bill”, he said that sounds like family. I told him that I was a teacher in a high school to teach social study. He always kid to me that wanted me tell our story to my students. In fact, I told our story with a theme “understand” to my students already. Flashback 30 years ago, it likes happened just yesterday but now, we are not young man forever. Max wanted me to join his company because of my low salary and I was thinking for a long time. I really love all my students and I can tell my students all I had saw during the WWI. After Max known we live near from each other and I didn’t get married, he always asks me to go his home and wanted introduce his wife’s sister to me.
Two years later, my students were graduated and I joined Max’s company that sell the cars which come from Germeny. After I got some money and going to rich, I married with Max’s wife’s sister. We bought a very big house and lived together, my kamerad, we were true family now.
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