The first day

My first day in the University was not a uncomfortable moment. Luck for me, I knew someone of my new classmates, because we gather in a meeting, on Osvaldo Lizama's house. 

I went to ethic class, with the lecturer María Olivia Mönckeberg. She is a very famous journalist (a national prize), for her biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig books of investigations (five hundred pages). And is a bit self-centred. But is a great teacher, with experience in the journalism.

Later the class, we went to the auditorium, where we gather with Faride Zerán, other journalism's national prize, and the institute's director. She speak ourselves about the rol of the journalist for protect the democracy and the people, and denounce the abuses of to power. 

I remember that I speak with someone of my friends that I have accompanied them all the career, in the papers to the University, the hobbies, the parties and the politics university. For example, Iván Cea and Catalina Marilao, members to this class too.

This day, my fist day, I felt I complete a stage and this was the first steps for other. I don't mean that this was the adult life, but was a great step. Also, I like the journalism, so I was really happy this day.