|Tamara|
“Buongornio, class. My name is Giovanni and I’ll be your instructor for digital and film photography 101” a middle aged man said after storming inside the classroom and threw his shoulder bag on top of his desk. “Okay. So let’s start with our first basic lesson for this semester” he said before switching the projector on towards the white screen in front of us.
I glance around and realize there were only at least 10 people inside the room. Most of them are really like much older than me. Like in their late 30s or 40s or something. I guess they’re all just like me, having photography as their hobby and decided to bring it to the next level. I’m just relieved that I wasn’t the only one who realizes to push through this kind of hobby despite of age. I mean, I was really expectin
