Photo Guy Ackermans I’m still sleepy when I board the bus to Wageningen Campus on a dreary Monday morning. Lost in thought, I stare out the window. When we stop at a red light, I suddenly recall that language nerds will always correct you when you say red light. I can almost hear them say, “It’s not a red light, it’s a traffic light”. While mulling over this irritation, I am startled at an unexpected sight outside of the bus.
A man gets out of his car in the middle of the road. He walks past the bus towards a car waiting at the traffic light and starts gesticulating frantically at the female driver. Initially, it looks aggressive, but on closer inspection, it seems as if he may be desperately asking for directions. Following some clear instructions, he heads back to his car, satisfied.
The man suddenly starts gesticulating frantically at the female driver
Just after, another car grinds to a halt beside the female driver. The window rolls down, and an enthusiastic greeting flies out. The female driver responds by waving vigorously. Apparently, they are friends. The friends exchange some cheerful and excited words and make a BeReal. I smile at this wholesome scene. The traffic light turns green, and the steel mass starts to move.
The show is over. The play I just watched transforms back into asphalt. When I disembark at the campus, I wonder whether this impromptu script can be written down.
Philip Timmers (19) is a first-year bachelor’s student in International Development Studies. He likes gardening and is always up for some fun. He enjoys reading in nature on warm summer days.