The Englishspeaking One...

It was early morning, when I left my home. I went directly to my new job - the bakery at
Rat Cloud. The weather was quite nice - the forecast had predicted rain. But now the sun
was shining, warming up the frozen ground.
Life couldn't be better.
My hobby - baking - had become my profession.
How lovely.
My hair was blowing back in a slight breeze that left me shivering.
Still, life couldn't be better. With that thought in mind, I smiled and turned around the
next corner.

I was walking down the street- my aim was the bakery, however I managed to lose my way. Why does Ilarien have to be sooooooo big? And why do I have to go alone to the bakery? I mean why couldn´t come my Mommy with me?
I looked at the blue blue sky and smiled. It was sooooo beautiful, I loved it.
I did not look where I was going and when I reached a corner I collided with somebody.
The impact brought me to stumble and lose my balance, so that I ended on the street.
I looked up to the person. It was a young lady. She looked lovely. I grinned.
"I am sorry Ma´am !".