Last September I decided that I wanted to visit Paris because I’ve never been there. So I asked my friend if she would like to spend there a few days and she answered that she absolutely wanted to. On the second day of our trip Claudia and I went to the Centre Pompidou and enjoyed the exhibitions there.
After that we were totally wiped out and I wanted to stay there for a few more minutes. So I asked her if it would be a problem to just have a look at the artists and their works in front of the museum. After she had said that it absolutely wasn’t we started just walking around. The first artists made great portraits and painted fantastic landscapes and I was wondering how it was possible that they are still working on the streets and not showing their works in a gallery. Claudia just answered that she didn’t know either and that she thought that people would pay lots more for that. Walking on we saw another so called painter. His works were horrible and we saw him drawing a caricature of a little boy. When Claudia saw that she asked me if it was the boy he was drawing or Shrek and I really wasn’t sure and that’s what I told her. We were talking for minutes about him just saying how horrible his work is and criticizing the way he was drawing the ears, the eyes, his mouth and lips, his eyebrows, the hair… Suddenly, when I said that every baby could do that better, he turned around looked at us and started shouting in GERMAN. Both of us were totally shocked that he had understood the whole conversation. The last words he shouted at us were “Just shut up now and get lost!!!”. We were totally embarrassed and just turned around and ran away.That’s a situation I won’t forget for a really long time and I think I also learned something out of it.
comment for jacqueline: that's what really happened that day but unfortunately it was too short for the last essay. this time it is true...
After that we were totally wiped out and I wanted to stay there for a few more minutes. So I asked her if it would be a problem to just have a look at the artists and their works in front of the museum. After she had said that it absolutely wasn’t we started just walking around. The first artists made great portraits and painted fantastic landscapes and I was wondering how it was possible that they are still working on the streets and not showing their works in a gallery. Claudia just answered that she didn’t know either and that she thought that people would pay lots more for that. Walking on we saw another so called painter. His works were horrible and we saw him drawing a caricature of a little boy. When Claudia saw that she asked me if it was the boy he was drawing or Shrek and I really wasn’t sure and that’s what I told her. We were talking for minutes about him just saying how horrible his work is and criticizing the way he was drawing the ears, the eyes, his mouth and lips, his eyebrows, the hair… Suddenly, when I said that every baby could do that better, he turned around looked at us and started shouting in GERMAN. Both of us were totally shocked that he had understood the whole conversation. The last words he shouted at us were “Just shut up now and get lost!!!”. We were totally embarrassed and just turned around and ran away.That’s a situation I won’t forget for a really long time and I think I also learned something out of it.
comment for jacqueline: that's what really happened that day but unfortunately it was too short for the last essay. this time it is true...