TIME CHANGES NOTHING

I had known Juliet since I was a little girl, I vividly remember the day my
mum introduced me to her we were about two years. It was my aunt’s
40th birthday and we instantly clicked we didn’t know yet how beautiful
our friendship would be. We would ride our bikes to school side by side
and walk back home together. Even at school most people mistook us
for twins. There was no day we weren’t together whether it was
weekends or weekdays. We were inseparable until she left.
There she was, her vibrant ginger hair distinguishing her from all the
people surrounding her, she stepped out of the bus stop with her eyes
directly on her phone. I wonder if she would could even recognize me I
looked extremely different than last time but there it was. Our first eye
contact we ran for each other and hugged. I had missed that hug it
flooded me with all of our memories from playing dress-up together, to
having sleepovers and stealing snacks from the pantry at night. I had
really missed her. We stared at each other for a good five minutes just
taking it all in. It gave me time to really observe everything. Her hair
was much brighter, her face had turned quite pale but her smile
remained the same as always.

We didn’t even have to speak we just laughed and got into a cab, we
were going to our favorite restaurant ‘La Salience’. Our parents used to
take us there every last Sunday of the month it was tradition so we had
to go there. In the cab, she told me about her new school, a military
boarding school abroad. I was so happy for her that she found
somewhere where she fit in, I noticed that she was way bubblier than
before.
We arrived, it hadn’t changed a bit. I paid the cab driver and he took
off. We sat down at a booth on the far left of the restaurant and talked
and talked. I told her about the play I was directing in school and about
how I was going to a new school next year. I missed having someone to
tell everything. We sat there for hours, chatting about the most random
things but it felt good. Juliet ordered her favorite, mashed potatoes
soaked in hot tomato sauce with a side of roasted beef and a chilled
lemonade while I took the double chicken burger with a side of fries
and some coke.
Then it was time for her to go. She had an exam next week and couldn’t
miss it, yes it was sad but I was extremely glad to have seen her. While
we split the bill, we sighted her mom from outside waving at us. We
packed up and exited the restaurant, Juliet and I cried a bit but laughed
it off at the end. She hugged me and rushed off to the airport. Can’t
wait to see her at Christmas.

COMPREHENSION
1. The teenagers.

2. He wore his raveling maroon sweater to study in.

b. He stood on his head so that the blood would run down into his brain
and nourish it.

3. She was dismissive of it.

4. The streetcar is muggy with twice-breathed air and the smell of

wool.

5. Her eyes were shining brightly.

6. They were brilliant and didn’t let things easily affect them.

7. In our pockets are stuffed the kerchiefs our mothers make us wear
but that we take off as soon as we are out of sight.
8. Cordelia can tell cheap cloth at a glance.
b. Others are bulgy, dumpy, with clamped self-righteous mouths, their
arms festooned with shopping bags.

c. Others are poorer and have dark shawls around their shoulders.

9a. Their make-up seems exaggerated.

b. Their appearance is unconventional.

10. Some days I look like a worn-out thirty-five, others like a sprightly
fifty.

11. it suggests that the narrator cares about what Cordelia thinks of her
and it suggest the narrator isn’t herself with Cordelia.

12. The narrator keeps seeing fragments of Cordelia

13. The city has been developed with more modern-day buildings “this
part of the city is no longer flat, dowdy, shabby-genteel”.

14. Time changes a lot of things “time is not a line but a dimension”.
Time had changed the neighborhood the narrator grew up in.