The tyrant French ma’am..

[Meshals]

This is my true short story in France that taught me my value! in the beginning. I am an Arab. I visited France for tourism. One day I went to the supermarket and was looking for something. I do not remember exactly what it was. I saw an old French lady who was buying alcohol. I asked her for help, and here the shock began.  She made me laugh as if I was not human until she was not looking at me. I liked the racist feeling from her, and here I said I must submit to her because the feeling was terrible. I waited at the accountant until she arrived, and here I asked the accountant to be held accountable for her, and finally here she looked at me with her blue eyes, and here I felt that this racist French woman is  The most beautiful thing I saw. Finally, after the accounting, I asked her to carry her things to her house. She was very harsh and nervous, but she agreed and along the way, she began to rejoice at my actions and the way I dealt with her.  I have to do it, and then once we arrived her house I gave her the bags and I knees down and kiss her beautiful mature shoes and wished to become a servant under her official, but I tried to stay away from problems, as I could not stay longer because of working at home.