Almost done.

“What religious people call fate, I call luck, and what they call God´s will, I call bad luck.”

The Happy Place...the last essay.

The last one is always the best. This is an essay about life; it all started with a reunion at a friend´s house and Dan, the son of one David´s friend said that the person who´ll reach the age of two hundred was already born. So those words made him thought about his father, with nighty eight years old and still without any problems, and just because he eats eight raisins every day and because he made a colonoscopy.

David decided to have one, so when he went, and when they put him anesthesia, they told him to think about his happy place, it was with his family.

When it was over, his dad called him and asked how was it, so David couldn´t resist to joke about having cancer, cause he wanted to feel protected in his happy place. 

NEW VOCABULARY

Harass: irritate or torment persistently
Can you stop harassing me?

Knead: mix and work into a uniform mass.
That bread needs to be kneaded.

Dough: mixture of dry ingredients specially for making bread.
Monica! Please go and buy me some dough for making your cake. Thanks you!