一个同学a fellow student

　　it was my first day at school. i walked into the building where i was going to live，and looked at door after door for my name. at last i found it. in the room there was already a student making his bed.

　　after we said“hello”to each other，he continued his work，paying no attention to me.“what a stuck-up fellow，”i thought. i examined the room. it was not different in the fittings and furnishings from any other room i had seen. but it had been thoroughly cleaned by my new roommate，no doubt.

　　i looked at him. he was thin，short，and dark. his hair was like a bundle of straw. his dirty clothes and tired look were clearly signs of a long journey . his clothes were made of cheap cloth. the coat was too short and the trousers were too loose. and he wore a pair of rubber shoes，which were very unfashionable. he did not look like a smart senior student at all . “a yokel，”i concluded.

　　the second time he spoke，his accent told me that he was from the south“shall i help you to get your luggage from the office？”he asked.

　　i did not refuse since i really needed help. he was quick in movement.“a good guy，”i said to myself，“i will make friends with him.”i hurried and caught up with him.