I enter the lift and press the button
with the number four on it. I’m nervously thinking about how I will do, if
there’s something I shouldn’t say and what I should say. Before I leave the
lift I take one last look in the mirror, fix a strand of hair that was out of
place and check my make-up. It all looks fine.
A few moments later I enter the office
where three smiling faces are looking at me and when a cup of tea is offered
most of my fears fade away. I feel welcome.
We sit down and start talking about
their how the institute is organized. The director is explaining what they
think I could do and which conferences they think would be interesting for me
to attend with them. I’m a bit surprised since I didn’t expect all of this but
at the same time I’m very happy and excited because I realise that this is a
big and important opportunity for me and that I can gain a lot; not just a lot
of working experience but also new acquaintances. We talk for an hour or so about all sorts of things
regarding my voluntary work at their institute and then the director realises
that it’s lunchtime and I’m invited to join them.
We enter the lift and someone presses
the button with the letter P on it. I smile and they all smile back; I think I
did well and they liked me.
