The Power of Smile on Adversity

The Satisfaction

The great day came, the sun shone as never before, sweat ran down Alejandro's back and nerves attacked him, but within himself he remembered that it was the day expected.

Everyone outside took pictures in groups across the covered plaza, which had the famous sculpture "El Pastor de Nubes" made in bronze by Jean Arp; all smiled before the cameras and it was too short to enter and Alejandro tells his family.

- Remember that they cannot whistle, or aupar, much less scream!

- They should only applaud, as is done in Royalty.

One of the ceremony's godparents leaves and tells all the graduating students, who were anxiously outside the Great Hall.

- Young people, it's time!

All enter into rows accommodated one after another as they were designated by the protocol; in the mind of Alexander passed countless things recalled those moments where the studies took him to the limit of his life; but so much was the desire to achieve his goal and the support he received from his brothers that those bad moments became insignificant; for Alexander this was magnificent.

Already located inside begin to enter the university authorities, they fall one after another in line to its site to locate in the great table.

Even Alexander remembered the words of that dear teacher.
- "Getting on the wooden platform inside the University, receiving a degree is a unique and unimaginable personal satisfaction ..."

The choir begins to sing the hymn. Once finished with the ceremonial the Dean proceeds to say his words.

- We will recite the Oath of Hippocrates.

"Raise your right hand," he repeated in a clear, strong voice.

When the oath was over, he began to call; it was Alejandro's turn.

- Mr. Alejandro Daniel Montenegro Sánchez! It was heard.

Surprised he begins to walk in search of his prized title, his legs almost paralyzed in the way his brow sweated more than ever denoting the anguish of that moment.

- Congratulations Bachiller! Said the Dean, shaking hands with Alexander.

The words could not come out of his mouth, almost stammering, Alexander replied, the smiles of the teachers and the applause in the back of the room echoed that place.

"You did it," said a teacher.

Quickly to sit down in his chair, the ceremony was still going on; his companions were coming one by one to sit next to him could not fit into the shiny black suit they all wore, the yellow ribbon of their medals spoke to everyone in that place that was worth the effort.
Once everyone outside the square, they began to take their respective photos, inside had agreed to go in caravan to pass under the much-feared bridge in front of the University Hospital, where always by tradition told them that they could not pass under him before graduating , because it was a myth and the one who passed it without having graduated could never do it.

It was already past two in the afternoon between dances and smiles, tears and hugs Alexander is called by the Dean of his faculty and this full of amazement goes to meet him.

- Alejandro, I need to talk to you! Exclaims the man in a bright black suit and yellow flap. "As you say," he stammered.

The teacher looks at him and smiles, telling him not to worry that he is anything bad.

-Relax, Alejandro. "Enjoy the moment because you deserve it," he repeats.

"Tomorrow I need you to be in my office, I have a proposal for you," he says, shaking the boy's sweaty hand.

It is then that a smile is drawn on the face so concerned with Alexander.