Ours that haste, but I am happy after all I go to leave this difficult place where it suffered very for not wanting to participate of the wrong way. We were even so with the little that we had, I and my mother, only in the two, tears in the eyes of my mother and at the same time relief to leave from there. Another school, another slum quarter, another barraco, the life continues, continued studying in another school, after all had dreams, dreams that I stops was not easy, but the life continues and goes to make of everything to be successful. My mother knew one another man and decided to live with it, wants to say it came to live with people, I accepted therefore wanted to see my mother, it happy a serious, closed man pro world of it, skirt early to work and came back late toward house. What it made? I only was to discover two years later when my mother it received a notice that it was died in a next uncultivated yard from there, my mother it had a shock, it was not possible this to have happened, but it happened, the facts we discover later in the velrio, the commentaries were clear: it deserved to die; he was a dangerous outlaw; one day it would kill I with fifteen years looked at the people who entered to see the body and to have the certainty of that it died. For many a relief, but for my mother and I not, therefore it in house in these two years was a good husband and played a role of a good father for me stimulated, me to study, bought the pertaining to school material and clothes so that I could always go well dress to the school. While the society earned, I and my mother lose, but we did not know of the past of it, what it made or left to make. .
The Commentaries
December 29, 2016
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