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The first disorder: response to crazy Charly



The road snakes through trees and turf. A long trail of smoke marking our path Segia snorer. Was behind a car, a gardener, a yoke of oxen. We shot hours and made little progress in the grueling morning ... Every now and then across a stream, we stopped to replenish water to the boiling radiator, cooling ... The gatiga made us sleep in the packages.
The first condition was in Punta Ballena.
The vast hill was too much for the engine. In the wonder of the landscape steno we got to push all four. With heart galloping soaked bodies and bones crackling we reached the top, then came the downward spiral. I do not know how he got the whole plain. We stopped to look. It reminded me a macaroni and thirst.
We dive into the salty waters transparent. What hicimoes in underwear, among swimmers and crowd of onlookers. Panting soaked, between irony and girls of copper, our bathroom was successful and short. A aguaviva.La Carlin stung a ball of jelly was crushed in the bank, insulted as scandalous. Bearded was left helpless and massacre by the myopic.
When stopped jumping up, left the beach air kills seven.

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Psychologists have a reputation for meeting local people and above all to be fools us. At some point they are right, I've attended a lot of people seem quiet y. .. while they are in therapy are some attacks, which, as it somehow "kill you." At times, listening to certain people together of their experiences will spread a bit of madness (as much as we have built into us, like everyone else, or am I going to say that you do not have some crazy together?).
Now, we talk a lot of madness, but what is?. Is the loss of view, an action unfortunate ... But see also the excitement of the mind, ie, stimulates you, provokes and inspires you mind. Yes, madness has its good side and that's the part I encnata d emi work!
For variety I began to look silly things and I went for "the bush"! This time he would not write about my work, but what happened one day in it: I was sitting taking or coffee when I hit the door secretariat. Two patients would have very peculiar: Carlos Bueno and Juan Ramon Carrasco. Good income
When you greet with a exclamation Charly Good!, So is annoying, does not like being told so. Started barbaro! I wanted to start a conversation so I asked why he had gone to visit a psychologist. His answer was brief and without much off: he had been sent. Why? "Because I'm crazy, but no psychologist or anyone is going to change. Ami and I like to be" Once he said that I did not have time for anything because he retired. I never saw him only on television, in which I ever named. I suppose many would create a huge plot that psychology will know who and how that consultation will have been. You already know!

Written by me: Deborah Sanchez.

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Fragment The Infinite Plan Isabel Allende:


The heat is relentless, the landscape is dry, it has not rained since the beginning of time and the world seems covered with a fine red powder. A harsh light distorts the shape of things, the horizon is lost in the dust. It's one of those people without a name, like so many others, a long street, a café, a lonely gas pump, a police checkpoint, lso same miserable shops and wooden houses, a school whose roof faded flag fleet by the sun. Dust and more dust. My parents have gone to the store to buy provisions of the week. Olga has been in charge of Judy and me. Nobody walks down the street, the blinds are closed, people expect to return to the cool life. My sister and Olga dozing on a bench on the porch of the store, giddy with the heat, flies harass them, but no longer defend themselves and let them walk on the face. Pervading aroma of sugar unexpected toast. Great blue and green lizards bask motionless, but when I try to catch them flee to take refuge under the houses. I'm barefoot and feel the warm earth on the soles of the feet. Oliver game, you throw a ball of cloth worn, brings me, throw it again, and so I drove away, turned a corner and find myself in a narrow alley, partly shaded by the eaves of houses rustic.

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Lobster: two invasions of Enrique Piña. First experiences


Were two, if memory serves me correctly, first in 33 or 34, and the second in 38, the invasions of locusts which suffered for our country then. I remember the comments for the elderly, about the tragedy that threatened our republic, in the presence of locusts. This bug, as little as four or five centimeters, voracious ravaging crops, trees, gardens and vineyards and threatened the economy of an entire country.
already had "devoured" everything planted in southern Brazil, coming from the Chaco of Paraguay and Uruguay amenazabacon enter. The "sleeves" of lobster were at the mercy of the wind, but they were adamant at the time of the invasion. They were seen coming as a formless mass, dark cloud presaging a storm.
remember that there were two classes, bulging and flying. I do not know which of the two were the ones that were installed in Pocitos, which had been announced well in advance and the horror of the elderly. When they arrived and settled, and was for several days, the truth that was scary.
My personal experience was unique. One summer evening we went out and all the gardens and grounds that surrounded us were invaded, covered, for "manga" as its buzz stunned us with its constant stirring of wings. In a few minutes a tree, a transparent, was reduced to the trunk. With my cousin, Alfredo, past the amazement of the first time and then heard some warnings about the danger of the "monsters" we entered the interest "scientific" to investigate. And so we focus, armed with a pair of gloves and scarves and carrying a shoe box for storage.
We remember the land where the stadium was located in Trouville - obsolete-at the corner of March 26 and Avenida Brasil and away we went. We work to lobster at its peak. Apart from beating us continually, relentlessly continued its devastation. I have never experienced a similar experience. We fill the box and we slitting, frightened.
Whenever these things happen there is anyone who seeks to take advantage or at least make fun of others. This is what happened, as told in my house.
appeared in newspapers a notice which announced that by providing a modest fee, mailed, was received by return mail a foolproof device to kill locusts. The unwary who sent the order, which were many, were actually a pretty well-wrapped package containing a planchette and a hammer. And the instructions. It was said that the bug was put in over the board and stick a sharp blow with the hammer. The lobster perished irretrievably.
Suffice to say that the summer pocitense was pitiful. Completely invaded the beach with dead locusts, water stored for several days to float bugs. Ue Huboq sudestada to expect strong cleaned and water. But in the sand several crews of the Administration, rake and shovel in hand, gathered a lot of lobsters.
never forget in his lifetime, the impression I got to go out there and see me completely "surrounded" by these bugs, with its impressive beat the deafening buzz.

Enrique Piña, Lobster, two invasions. Chronicle
Pocitos, Montevideo, October 2006

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I was always a girl addicted to reading, libroindependiente, and four years and knew that when he grew up, going to be a writer.
Actually, I wanted to be a writer was my mom, but my dad went through on their way and chau Pinel. So I had sworn, tiny, never, never, never going to marry me, so no patience humpback husband asking me things while I write my books. He also swore he would never go to school to learn anything. So I learned to read and write was my mom. A school was, yes, but to visit my dad who was the teacher of sixth, and tell me stories invented by the students of it, they were high as closets. So I started my literary career up stories on the desk my dad.
Then, when my mother taught me to read and write with the Upa, I began to write the stories he had created. I did not know was to separate the words. So in the end I had to go to school for the Porota Albaytero, my teacher Bottom, teach me. There
I became the writer of the school. And never stopped writing or reading. At school we had a nice library, huge, but was always closed so that no messy books. There were boys in penance, when they were studying in the library because I lived a skeleton (I was not perfect because I read). In the last time and when we held us well, the teacher read us a story that drew from a book forradito gray cloth, that the lid was a little girl hugging a piggy bank and savings called. We love these stories of children severely punished for not taking care of your pen, your gum, your boom spoon. Fun books read to us not Miss, "because these do not stop teaching," he said.
baundaban At home books fun (were all that plentiful: I said that my dad was a teacher), and each had its library. The
my dad, with its shelves full of books from Tor (tapas bright and colorful pages rough, thick yellow) and Soper (elongated, two columns). Of my mom, Bblioteca of the Nation, and their little volumes pink, blue, orange, faded by the passage of time and the many readings. But I wanted my own braries, to keep my own books. And finally got it: an old refrigerator with ice, or parrot painted green and lined inside with Billiken caps, was perfect: the boys before we had many demands. The naive little volumes of Life Espirital, a well-meaning godfather gave me the hope of changing my behavior, apparently abominable, a dictionary and fat-Little (?) Larousse Ilustrado " I try to learn from memorable (perhaps not going to be a writer?) to one page per day, the yellow collection, the Robin Hood, with his books for girls, Little Women, Eight Cousins, Rose in bloom-special read at night because it sought to sweet dreams, their mourn-Core books, Uncle Tom's Cabin, David Copperfield, "good to read when he had quarreled with his mother, his books of adventure-Verne, Salgari, Mark Twain," to read on the threshold of the front door because it was on the street where interesting things happened. But as I finished a book per day qu "I was addicted, then resorted to my dad and my mom. Thus, with children's books I read The lily in the valley of Balzac, Emile Zola all, Macbeth, The Dotoievski twice, several of Eca de Queiroz and so many others ... Yes
reading and writing-the other side of the same coin were in my childhood and still are now something like happiness, a spell against death, an amulet to ward off the sorrows of life. In fact is a vice, "the vice unpunished" he spoke Larbaud Valéry. Biographical

Graciela Cabal:

"I was born many years (11 of noveimbre, 1939) in Barracks, a suburb of Buenos Aires. Since pony bank was high as pro me tell fairy tales. And then when my mom taught me to read and write, I wrote these stories in a notebook that I had. So I was always a writer. Studied to become a teacher and later entered the Faculty of Philosophy and Letters, because I knew there was going to have to go between books, which is what I like. I was a puppeteer, I worked in schools and in publishing and writing scripts. Now I have published more than seventy books for children and large (I have more books than years). I travel a lot for our country and others (luckily I invite you to tell you their stories and talk about books.) And of the things that makes me proudest is that I founded and founding libraries (several bear my name, ha). In addition to the stack of awards recivím haha,
Some of my books are: Fear, Batata, Family Secrets, Blue (...)"

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Mirna Delma Cabal Graciela, a young cheesy:


- infant, toddler "he called Mirna Delma his younger brother" I do not want to go to lunch to the zoo? Weather Service under the Ministry of the Navy announced that the weather will be favorable and that the mercury column will rise, tending to the heatwave. We could take a thermos with some gaucho drink.
"It's over the grass, Mirna Delma" said the mother.
"It does not, progenitor, forget it. Take any other tea, "said the corny putting on a charm bracelet with fifteen-been so long since I see the primates, the proboseídos and plantigrade! Suddenly, toddler, atuéndate otherwise I do not like your dress.
"Your brother can not go to the zoo because I promised to take him to football," said the father.
- Are you going to take the toddler to a collation of football? "Said Mirna giving Delma screams" All right, a sexagenarian like you to defray the Turf Club on the bank to see how the hosts defending Xeneixe citadel, but I think it Asaz inconvenience people often attend unedifying spectacle. If you want to take it to a practice court where the white sport.
- What does this Tilinga "asked the father.
"He says take it to a tennis match," said the mother.
- Of course! "Continued Mirna Delma." I aspire to your stem is in the prime of life, a future you much more. My dream is to someday occupy the chair of Rivadavia. The education that you will provide, the parent, is not suitable for a callow that is about to enter young adulthood.
- Finíshila! Terminal "shouted angry father striking his fist on the table.
- Quéordinario that you, father! How ordinary! "Protested the mañnaita quitánose Mirna Delma Rose and putting a coat with gold leaf. I'd better take Villadiego.
- Andate once, Tilinga "cried the father.
"Well, usually, I'll go," said Mirna Delma painted a mole on her cheek izquierda. "If I'm still here, temrinaré ill in a hospital. Do not forget, parent, to tell the servants to buy a dozen positions of bird for dinner. Landru
Tía Vicenta Journal, 1961

toddler: Child
Canícula: previous heat. Progenitor
: Mother
Infusion: Drink obtained from various fruits and herbs immersed in hot water. Cursi
: pretending to be thin and elegant, it is not. This old-fashioned.
Charms: Ornaments.
Proboseídos: Animal prehensile trunk.
plantigrade: That rest on the ground the whole foot.
Shooting: precipitate, rash, etc.
sixties: Sixty to seventy years.
is funded: Being next to each other.
Hosts: group of people who have a common cause (supporters)
Asaz: Very, very, tired
Tilinga: you do and say silly things.
Stem: Son
hospital: Hospital.

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What beasts!


The question raised some time between two people about whether I should say I am a beast! or I am a beast! moves us to clarify that beast is a feminine noun, synonymous with four-legged animal, especially the load, like the horse, mule, etc., so if someone wants to exaggerate and say, worked like a beast!, can do, he did not commit any transgression.
But using it with that meaning, or as an adjective, synonymous with rude and ignorant person, you can open up and say I am a beast! or I am a beast!, which of the two modes is well said.
This reminds us of a class of Castilian in which a professor asked students what was right: "I drove like a beast" or "I drove like a beast."
Half the class was in favor of "a beast", the other half by "a beast." Then the teacher slapped the table and shouted: "It's wrong either way (general astonishment) ... because they do not say I was driving but drove me, beast!

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In English we can classify words:

S ustantivo: Semantically, nouns naming concrete objects or abstract entities (ideas, feelings, thoughts, etc) . Morphologically, nouns are words that vary in number (singular-plural) and exceptionally, gender (female-male). Vary in gender when referring to sexual beings. Syntactically, nouns are primary term. Ie are the core of the sentence, so the article and the adjective that complement must agree with him in gender and number.
Examples: Holster, table, street, exams, peace, unfortunately, etc ...

Adjectives: Semantically, adjectives qualify, characterize or give qualities. That is, the adjectives describing the noun. Morfóloficamente , adjectives vary in gender and number. Exceptionally not vary by gender. Syntactically, the adjective is secondary term. Ie it depends on the noun that complements and therefore must agree with him.

Adverbs: Morphologically, adverbs are invariable. Syntactically , adverbs are tertiary term. That is an adjective complement. When depends on a verb in the sentence meets the snap feature circumstantial. Semantically, adverbs lso be classified as:
of place: Here, here, there, above, far, near, above, front, inside, outside, around ... From time
: Before, after, yesterday, today, today, manna, then, as always
So: So, good, bad, slowly ...
quantity or quantifiers Very, very, much, much, little, well, almost, just less.
In statement: yes,
In denial: No, no, never ...
De doubt perhaps, perhaps, able ...

Prepositions: Morphologically, prepositions are unchanged. Syntactically , prepositions are transposing elements. This means that cross one category to another. Semantically, prepositions have several meanings. The English prepositions are a closed list only with the passage of several decades change words that generates income and disuse. Currently the English prepositions are: a, at, under, with, against, from, in, between, toward, until, for, as without, over, behind, except, even through and over.

Definition of archaic prepositions (which fell into disuse) and be so: It
: Prep. old still used in poetry. Means close together a. So
: below, under.

Conjunctions: Morphologically, the conjunctions are unchanged. Syntactically are binding elements. Semantically the conjuciones can be classified agree to the relationship entablecen between the elements together.
coordinating conjunctions: are words that join independent structures:
copulative "and" - "e" - "or"
disjunctive "or" - "or"
adversity: "But" - "but"

Verbs: Semantically, verbs often indicate action meanings of belonging, of existence, etc. The category is the most complex verbs in English. Syntactically, verbs (when they are bound) are the core of the sentence. Morphologically, verbs vary in number, person, time and mode. They also have forms unconjugated.
conjugated verb forms:
infinitive verbs that end in HR, participle and gerund ADO ANDO belong to the first conjugation
infinitive verbs that end in ER, participle and gerund IDO belong IEND the second conjugation.
The infinitive verbs ending in IR, in participle and gerund IDO IEND belong to the third conjugation.
There are regular verbs and irregular verbs: regular verbs keep the root and add the termination in accordance with the conjugation to which they belong; lso irregular verbs change the whole word, not maintain root and termination.

Pronouns: Pronouns are more complex. Morphologically, they vary in gender, number and / or in person according to his termination Syntactically, pronouns serve different parts of speech according to their classification.

demonstrative pronouns:



possessive pronouns:

personal pronouns:


interrogative pronouns:

Relative pronouns: Who
-who-where-which-which-whose-that-which-as-much-how-many Pronouns

exclamation:

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Beatriz Sarlo.


In writing text messages, QT1BD means "have a nice day." These groups of letters, which appear the name of an undercover agent, desperate to those who denounce the "impoverishment of language." Indeed, the words of the text messages are manipulated so that the awkward task of typing on a miniature keyboard be as short as possible. If I had to write a text message, I would use any abbreviations and I only take care that they were successfully translated by my recipient. The technology requires a form of writing and, if you write text messages must be short. It writes down the street, in the subway or talking to your neighbor. There are school essays, but primary forms of communication.

Once installed, the need to type text messages without stopping, you have to type in the least amount of letters. A text message is like someone is separated sandwich and eat in a hurry: it obeys the rules of culinary art, but hunger. Someone might say it's better not to swallow stopped two slices of bologna, but to prepare a salad with many ingredients, lay the table, put the radio and eating respecting the rules of good manners. But at the same time accepting the possibility of writing a text message on two lines or half salami to nibble while we review the day's agenda, are discarded spelling courtesy and cuisine.

wonder why they send millions of text messages lead us to another question that can be summarized in a formula: the desire for instant connectivity. One of the manifestations of contemporary mysticism and therefore bypasses the cuesti'n shorthand messages, but by the intensity of use.

Caring about grammar rules from messages Text is as though the cuisine will be wiped out by people who eat a sandwich without stopping to think carefully what you eat and whether to eat it that have been chewing. The proliferation of fastfood not ordered into bankruptcy to the restaurants, or remains, or the cuisine, or the incenciones-fusion cuisine. By contrast, in almost every city in the world, fast food chains and all forms of refined gourmet tilinguería or head to head are the same race for promotion to infinity. Differ in age, and not always.

Emoticons inserted in the emails I seem childish. But not occur to me elemntalidad accountable for greater expression of both users. Are signs whose causes are commonplace elsewhere. And the same goes for text messages: if millions of people find in them a kind of antidote to the worst of the destinations that would be the low connectivity, the cultural heart of the matter is the shorthand of abbreviations and formulas with which they are written.

Those alarmed at the text messages, consider that in other conditions of writing, users (especially young) write just as jerky. If this is true, the responsibility is on the screens of cell phones, but in the institutions that are responsible for spreading the forms of a more elaborate and complex writing. Starting school. If everyday teenagers texting producers had to write an entire paragraph, without abbreviations, composed of long sentences with subordinate clauses such that begin with words like "although", "although" or "although" if they had to use verbs in the subjunctive and potential, if asked that this paragraph include, as an exercise, at least three words search beyond the limits of their own vocabulary, we could rest easy because the text messages would not a threat, but the most radically elementary an exclamation or a question.

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"Flowers" by Jorge Accame

Personally I do not really like the text, but hey, here goes:


I was
Castilian professor at the Ecole Normale and the mid-eighties, in the second year of high school, I took a written test parsing. To return the corrected sheets on one. Students told me that this name was not within the group. The assessment, which had been rejected, was signed by a confused Juan or Jose Flores. I kept within my portfolio.

By the way, on subsequent days in other courses asked: all ignorant of their origin. I reviewed the lists, in vain. No one appeared under that name.

I was not surprised too. A letter was postponed until perhaps circumvented by its owner. Probably abusing my ignorance of the members of each group, someone had signed with a pseudonym in anticipation of the fatal outcome.

By September, I returned to examine the second year. I corrected the work and I found it, I think we expected, "with another sheet signed by Flores. Neither this time had passed.

not carry out further inquiries. Now he was sure belonged to the second A. Flores Have found him a job twice between evaluations of the group confirmed it. I suspected this was the apocryphal name of some prankster who had done two tests. One, signed with his real name for a real concept, the other to be attributed to a shadow-Flores - and it was delivered for the sole purpose of disturbing.

During recess, I mentioned the episode in the buffet of my colleagues. At that time the comment had no effect. You never really hear what the other says, unless the speech is by mere accident that is to say yourself.

When I was about to enter the classroom, I felt I clutched his arm to stop me. It was a preceptor.

She looked nervous.

"Without wanting to," he muttered I heard what he referred to at the bar.

I said to reassure her that he had no importance.

not even tried to listen and began to speak:

There was a long time, second A, a guy who never adopted Castilian Flores. Was willful and studied a lot, but its deficiencies, poor primary school or missing head is prevented le exempted. One evening when I came over here to pay consideration for the fifth or sixth time, he was hit by a truck and died. It was the only subject that still owes forever.

The story was rather melodramatic. However, the precise mix of ambiguity and overlap between those troubled me for several weeks.

That summer, I made the final evaluation in the second A. I searched the flowers and approved without read. The next day I left on the desk of an empty classroom.

I did not hear from my non-existent student. Deliberately threw away a final possible explanation: the intervention of a relative or close friend of the deceased, to submit in school and had pledged to honor posthumously and will symbolically truncated.

For me (and shadow) had a single reality: Flores, this year, was exempted in the art that had fatigued.

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Madness plays hide and seek ...

C ount once met all the feelings and qualities of men in a place on earth.

When Boredom had yawned for the third time, Madness, as crazy as ever, proposed. "Let's play hide and seek!"

The puzzled brow lift Intrigue and curiosity without being able to asked: "Hide and Seek", and do so?

"It's a game - Madness explained - in which I cover my face and begin to count from one to a million while you hide, and when I have finished counting, the first of you who find take my place to continue the game. Excitement danced

seconded by Euphoria, Joy gave so many jumps that ended up convincing the Doubt, and even apathy, which never interested in anything.

But not everyone wanted to participate: The Truth chose not to hide. What for? if in the end were.

The Pride said: that was a very silly game (basically what bothered him was that the idea had not been to it) and chose not to risk Cowardice.

---- One, two, three, four, ... Madness started counting.

The first hide was Sloth, which as always was dropped after the first bump in the road.

ascended into heaven Faith and Envy hide behind the shadow of Triumph, which, by their own efforts had managed to climb to the top of the tallest tree.

Generosity hardly to hide, since each site that he thought was wonderful for any of his friends

- What if it was a crystal clear lake? ideal for beauty.

- What if the crack of a tree? Shyness perfect.

- What if the flight gives the butterfly? The best thing for pleasure.

- What if a gust of wind? great for Liberty.

... So ended up hiding in a ray of sun

The Selfishness instead found a very good from the beginning. Airy, Comfortable, but only for him.

Lie hid in the deep ocean (lie, actually hid behind the rainbow) and the Passion and Desire in central volcanoes.

Oblivion do not remember where he hid, but that's not important.

When Madness was by 999.999, Love had not yet found a place to hide, as everything was occupied until he spotted a pink, deeply moved, he decided to hide among the flowers.

--- A million, was the madness and began searching.

The first to appear was the Sloth only three steps from a stone.

then listen to the Fe arguing with God about zoology.

felt vibrate with the passion and desire in the volcanoes. In an oversight

found Envy and, of course could deduce where was the Triumph. Selfishness

Al did not have that look. By himself shot out of his hiding place that had proved to be a hornet's nest.

From time to walk, he felt thirsty and approached the lake discovered the beauty.

With Doubt is easier still, because he found her sitting on a fence without even decide which side to hide.

This was found at all. Talent from the fresh grass, the anguish in a dark cave, lie behind the rainbow ... (Lie, was at the bottom of the ocean) and up to Oblivion, whom he had forgotten he was playing hide and seek.

Only Love did not appear anywhere. Madness looking behind every tree, in every stream of the planet and at the top of the mountains.

When he was about to give up, he saw a rosebush. I take a fork and began to move the branches, when suddenly he heard a painful scream. The spines were wounded love in her eyes.

Madness did not know what to do to apologize. Weeping, begged, pleaded, asked forgiveness and promised to be his guide.

Since then, since the first was played hide and seek on Earth ...

"Love is blind and always accompanied by Madness!"

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(Scarecrow) - I am Felipe. Some know me as "Philip the Scarecrow" but that was long ago.

was the time that Philip worked on the plantation, before the problems started.
His job was simple: always stay still in the same place with outstretched arms and a face as serious as for any birds that occurred to him to approach. So
passed without moving, boring, winter and summer.
for years did their homework very well, but every time it was more difficult to sit still and worse, being alone. He lived in a yellow field, surrounded by thousands of sunflowers that were his only company.

(Baile Sunflowers)

At dusk the flowers were turning to miara Philip and in the midst of this solitude, one thing made him feel very happy:

(Scarecrow) _ My great passion is to have stories. The ucnetos allow me to live the most incredible adventures, move and laugh for a while.

So all tadecitas, at sundown, with great enthusiasm, told a story after another as if a huge audience with him.
Then one afternoon, slowly, hiding among plants, Carluncho approached the Coendu.

(Coendu) - This guy must be half mad.

Carluncho thought when he heard him talking to himself. But when he heard the stories seemed so fun that the sun would hurry down to the plantation and stayed to listen.
Until one day ... laughter and applause were heard.

(Coendu) - ME, CARLUNCHO! Your story was excellent! And today you were funnier than ever.

(espantapájos) - Many thanks. My name is Felipe and I never thought there was more public hearing.

(Coendu) - I'm only twenty, but I would bring my friends, animals in the forest, so you know.

(Scarecrow) - Are you sure that no one will eat the seeds?

(Coendu) - Not to mention!. I give you my word of honor.

(Scarecrow) - Well, but that is not going to find out the birds!

entusiasmadísimo Carluncho went with the idea of \u200b\u200breturning with all your friends to listen. He wrote, in a leaf, a message for each one that read:
"Its you keep a secret, I hope tomorrow at three under the ombú. Signed Carluncho"
As the bugs were very curious, the next day at three o'clock in the shadow, they were all waiting for, minus the cricket, which and still could not read, seeing that sheet so tender little they ate. Carluncho
said unto them

(Coendu) - got an invitation from Philip the Scarecrow, the best storytellers of the place.

(alligator) - Cuentaquéeeeeeeeee "?

(Coendu) -storyteller who tell like to tell stories, tales and Felipe is the best.

(otter) - sure are tales of sunflowers (dull side)

(Coendu) - Nothing to do! I always listen and are very good.

(capybara) - Mmm ... Felipe has a face as serious (yawn)

(Partridge) - also never move and that makes me very suspicious.

(Coendu) - I assure you that is very good. If you do not dare ... Tough luck. I'm going!

animals trusted him and from that day all the evenings in a long line of mules, deer, tuco-tucus, foxes, alligators, capybaras and rheas are going to the plantation and surrounding Felipe to hear their stories.

(capybara) - partridge counting when the mouth sewed the fox because he wanted to learn to whistle ...

(mule) - Conte the tortoise and the hare.

(deer) - And the baker, who made a nest of eight stories ...

and had always had and never tired. I was so happy surrounded by friends who all seemed perfect. Some
months later, distrustful at first, the birds were approaching. And story goes, fairy comes, they took to pick one that another seed. Felipe was so focused imagining stories and noticed that every time there were fewer plants.
The worst was when Don Meliton, the owner of the field, he saw something flying over your sunflowers. As not see very well far away, thought they were planes, but looking with binoculars had no doubt.

(Melito) - are birds! The damn birds! And on top are all about Felipe!

Don Meliton was furious so red with anger that seemed to explode so quickly went to the plantation.

(Melito) - FELIPE! DO YOU THINK THIS IS A HOLIDAY PARK?
has four days to scare all these big birds in my field or is fired!

(Felipe) - Four days is very short! I do not know how to get the birds.

(Tucu-tuco) - heard everything! (Out of the cave, pulling ground)

(Felipe) - I'm in big trouble.

(tuco-tuco) - yes! I can consult with my uncle, the inventor. He has very good ideas.

Tucu plunged into the cave, dug and dug up at the guy and yelled

(tuco-tuco) - UNCLE! Luckily we found you! I need urgently.

Next Philip told him and his tall tales of his friends in the forest, planting, birds and Don Meliton thought that in four days Felipe fire. The guy thought and said:

(Uncle) - is not easy. The bottom line is that the birds return to fear. Felipe Felipe no more. Qeu would edisfrazarlo.

(Tucu-tuco) - course! Felipe will look like another, and so afraid that will be flying to another camp SOS GENIAL!

fast I had to get a costume. Y Tucu that evening spoke to the ostrich, which had a black cloth on their nest, and otters that kept two sea lion teeth and could lead Carluncho horns of a bull that used to rack. The next day, the otter and the ostrich came to Philip, wearing the costume. The rhea spoke to the ear, not wanting the birds found out.

(Felipe) - I look like a monster!

(Rhea) - sshhh! That's what we want. Stay quiet because if it does not work.

After several hours of hard work, it was difficult to recognize, had been really horrible.
During that afternoon did not approach or a bird. The forest animals watched and smiled with triumphant air.
That same night, without knowing how, he escaped to Felipe dos horror stories so good that a flock of bats, crows and owls settled fascinated to listen. And story goes ... story comes ... began to pick seeds for a change.

(Coendu) - This is the end!

Then the rhea, a respected porqeu quein all "see farther" said

(rhea) - outrage. This is serious business, Philip is just a storyteller. Everyone must do what he likes and Felipe is storytelling and nothing else.

(Coendu) That's it! That's what it should say Felipe, bye! to sunflowers and bye! Don Meliton and come with us to tell stories.

Amid the remains of the plantation Felipe did not know what to think. I was just sure that nothing in the world would stop telling stories.
suddenly heard a strange sound, as if thousands of birds from approaching.
A large flock came in quietly and took flight Philip was losing to his old costume and scarecrow hat.
When did agree was on the mountain surrounded by his friends and feeling at home.
So if you ever go to the mountain early evening, from the mound, you will hear laughter and Philip still has the best stories of the place.

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His enthusiasm for the circus came arrrastrando dede time ago. Two months, maybe. But when seven years is a lifetime and still looks the world over as a crowd through frosted glass, then two months represent a long, unfathomable process. His older brothers had gone two or three times, carefully imitated the funny mishaps of the clowns and the contortions and balances of the strongmen. Also classmates had seen and laughed with great aspavientosal remember this shot or that stunt. Only Charles did not know they were exaggerations intended for him, he was not going to the circus because the father understood that it was very impressive and could be moved too useless to risk running the trapeze artists. However, Carlos felt something like a pain in his chest whenever he thought in the clowns. Each day he would be more difficult to bear their curiosity.
then prepared the statement and in due course to the father said: "There was no way I could ever go to the circus?" Seven years is long sentence all nice and father had first smiled, then explained: "I want you to see the trapeze artists." When he heard this, Carlos felt truly safe, because he had no interest in the trapeze. "And if I was when starting this number?" "Well," replied the father, "so, yes."
The mother bought two tickets and took him on Saturday night. A woman appeared red mesh was balanced on a horse white. He was waiting for the clowns. Applauded. Then came a monkey rode bicycles, but he was waiting for the clowns. Appeared again applauded and a juggler. Carlos watched with eyes wide open, but soon found himself yawning. Clapped-out again and yes, clowns now.
His interest reached the maximum tension. There were four, two of them dwarfs. One of the great pranced, those who imitate his older brother. A dwarf is stuck between his legs and hit the big clown on the back loudly. Almost everyone in the audience laughed and some boys started to celebrate the mimic joke even before the clown undertake gesture. The two dwarves in the thousandth twisted version of an absurd fight, while the least funny of the other two were encouraged to stick. Then the second big clown, who was without doubt the funniest, approached the railing which limited the track, and Carlos saw with him, so close I could see the weary face of the man beneath the painted smile fixed Clown. For an instant the poor fellow was startled little face and smiled, so imperceptible, with real lips. But the other three had been completed and the funniest clown joined others in the blows and high end, and everyone applauded, even the mother of Charles. And
then came the trapeze artists, according to the agreement the mother took her arm and took to the streets. Now I had seen the circus, as her siblings and classmates. Chest felt empty and did not care what was going to say tomorrow. Would be eleven at night, but the mother suspected something and introduced in the light of a window. It happened slowly, as if neither could believe, a hand over his eyes, then asked if he was crying. He said nothing. "Is the trapeze? Did you want to see them?"
It was too. He was not interested in trapeze. Only to destroy the misunderstanding, he said crying because the clowns did not laugh.

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Text: "confession author "by Eduardo Galeano.


Like all Uruguayans, I wanted to be a football player. I played very well, was a marvel, but only at night, while sleeping, occurring during the day was the worst wooden leg has been in a small place for my country.
As fan, also left much to be desired. Juan Alberto Schiaffino and Julio César Abbadie played for Peñarol, Table enemy. As a good fan of Nacional, I did everything possible to hate. But Pepe Schiaffino, with his passing master, armed his team the game as if seeing the field from the top of the tower of the stadium Abbadie Pardo and slid the ball over the white line on the shore and ran with seven-league boots, rocking without touching the ball or touch rivals: I had no choice but to admire, and I even felt like applauding.
years have passed, and eventually I ended up taking my identity: I am a beggar for good football. I go by the shadow world in hand, and beg stages: "A nice jugadita, for God's sake.
And when good soccer happens, I appreciate the miracle but I care a damn what the club or the country that offers me.

I too am a beggar for good football but celebrate a triumph for the many (?) No, do not hold your white! : P: P

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I just came to a city that know his name. Men, as I cruise the streets. Nothing binds me to them. I'm not known in the city, I do not know anyone. This gives me independence, that joy, because I know that nobody will come to disturb my freedom.
note: houses, streets as elsewhere, vehicles, places ... and always the sun, the sky, the geometry of the houses and tree lined, the security agent, shops and train station.
circulate among people, hear their voices, a smile, a gesture, two speakers in a corner, one that presents ... What binds me to this? Anything and everything. Nothing, because nobody I know or know of anyone, but all because I am a man. And if we now make an extravagant gesture, would leave at the time of circulating free man: it awakens the attention on me, and entraríaa on somehow, with those around me (...)

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Text" The bird of the soul "of Michal Snunit


Hondo, very deep within the soul inhabits the body, nobody has ever seen but everyone knows it exists.
And not only know it exists, they also know what is inside. Within the soul in its center is standing on one leg, a bird: The bird of the Soul. He feels what we feel.
When someone hurts us, the Soul Bird roams our body, here and there, in either direction, suffering from severe pain.
When someone loves us, the Bird Almasalta, giving small and joyful leaps, back and forth, back and forth.
probably want to know what it's made the Bird of the Soul. Ah! It's simple: is made of boxes and crates, but the drawers can not open and nothing else. Each one is closed by a key special. And the Soul is the only bird that can open their drawers.
And we feel like everything has its own drawer the Bird of the Soul has plenty of drawers.
A drawer for joy and sadness drawer, a drawer for a drawer to envy and hope, a drawer for a drawer to disappointment and despair, a cajópn for patience and a drawer for impatience . Hayu also a drawer for another to hatred and anger, and one for the pampering.
Bird Soul wants to speak of ourselves, want to talk about the feelings that locks in your drawers.
Therefore it is desirable too late at night, when all is quiet. listen to the bird that inhabits the soul deep, very deep within the body. "

Good text to read, but ... do not have to listen to the soul, the better to listen to God he really knows what is best for us!: p

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is easy to get to the absurd, it is only necessary to go against nature. Some things to think from the logical and reasonable not exist, the truth is in the absurd write someone and this is a good testimony.

A rocker who sings music more "guapachoso" weekends. An aspiring bike messenger who sells a few days before taking the job and worse left as the only option to be more confused and tardy, if only because he has bike. Paying for the first time the college tuition to "the sweat of their brow", which would cause pride if I had not had the misfortune of most expensive tuition in his career. Being a public university student who has to work every day to cover the costs demanded by their career.

The hero of all these contrasts is Guillermo Enrique Moreno, a student of Communication at the Universidad del Cauca. With the blue bag on his back and mounted on red Kawasaki runs throughout the city handing out cards. The courier company you work for opened a branch in Popayan, at the same time that Guille left college. He had spent almost a month since the moment he learned they needed a messenger and got the papers for that post. The hope of succeeding in smoke, as not yet received any communication.

The company already had the two options and Guille was not among them, however, through luck that characterizes it and that all envy, days after an employee was already over, as one of the candidates had sold the bike few days. We could say that a messenger requires timeliness and liveliness, things that our good friend does. Those who know him have witnessed that gets on the bike having left the keys inside the house. The bike has power and is about to start when Guille realizes that no helmet. Now he did say all but 10 minutes later the doorbell rings in the house and feeling that he has become one of us comes out wearing the blue bag in his hand. Always is, always forget something. He has played

learn the hard way all directions but "still looking for them and spending dump fuel like crazy," he laughs. He has been working as a messenger a few months and thanks to his work again entered the university. Divide their time between school hours and work has not caused problems, because all you have to give goes straight home and was able to distribute his duties well. "Only I meet the delivery times and every 15 days shipping to Cali or Bogotá the strips of correspondence
Although he lives with his family around it is paying for it. The first time I paid the tuition bill alone was just the most expensive half of his career because he is repeating all subjects. Guille

not only sing in the shower but also on "The Bathroom" contest which takes place several years ago in Popayan, which has twice won first place in the three versions made. He plays guitar, composes and sings with a voice enviable. His love of music led him to study it as a career without being able to finish, after business administration ran the same fate.
all weekend with his guitar on his shoulder up into the only trace of modernity that the city: the escalator from the "mall." He goes to another bar that is their source of work on the weekends. The songs of Charlie, Cerati Fito and revived in his voice, likewise Eddie Herrera and Sergio Vargas necessarily have found a place in their repertoire. "I like most rock and ballads, but I have to sing songs and movidito and happy because people are going to drink, to dance and have fun then I've had to get used to it." Guille

finishes its work after midnight. Winning the silver used for photocopies that may be borne by the desk as he delivers letters, singing and spending continues to fuel in your search for a better way to survive.

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welcome reconstructions

I rise to recent files opened with the sole purpose of rebuilding references loose around me, my machine, to document my mood and my curiosity (affinity) with certain things, references, forms, my daily life and look for signs, evidence to substantiate my discomfort and lack of clarity recently. Nothing (again), but nothing less. So we go from day 25 to 24, to 23 to 21. It all started with the third working week of April 2008. Do not really know where I'm headed. KEEP IN PENDING ...

(25)
's trunk today I bring two fleeting references. Equally strong, equally strong.
On the one hand, the transgression, or almost, because after many months, I never had my hands on any copies of Reading on the subway ticket, now this number, 9, took me (things paths) to the memory of channel eleven and a strange and critical reflection.
Several authors, to read on the subway ticket. Mexico, STC / GDF-Ministry of Culture, 2008.
Authors: Rafael Ramírez Heredia, Juan Domingo Argüelles, Fabrizio Mejía Madrid, Francisco Perez Arce, Beatriz Zalce, Leo Eduardo Mendoza, Veronica Lawrence Ortiz, Felipe Galván, Juan Tovar, Arruro Trejo Villafuerte, Joseph Estrada.
I return, for economy, and the blame no-warning ("Unfortunately, some users take the book home, not realizing that this program is based on trust among citizens. We know that this is not your case and deposited at the end of the journey this book on the shelf corresponding to another passenger to access their reading. ") only part of the book. At the end of the trip, which rather took me off a debt that will satisfy the thirst for reading, I could only take the book, which will return today to the movement promised, expected, move it to my pocket, the collective and, finally, to my house to pick up, take a brief reason for my interest. (Contact e- paraleerenlibertad@cultura.df.gob.mx www.cultura.df.gob.mx
First of all, I found two articles, I think in some ways closer to the spirit garciamarquezino on rain and "hypnotic power? of a sword, someone who I met at Channel Eleven, and who now, in addition to his home in Oaxaca (guessed, I do not know why, it was de Sinaloa) has a strange closeness (" affinity?) with film, and then, a few poems of a character, say, an adventurer (from the kitchen to Beijing and interest in sexuality) never guessed that behind her mask media in that far, eleven different single channel ("the community of work?). Then, the knowledge (after many years), or the approach, the prose not easy, Ramirez Heredia, poems and related foreign, of Madrid, and the playful (and closer) fiction (scientific "?) Of Mejía. A treat that surely I will keep looking for random anthologies can offer public transportation tunnels in a program that, to put it briefly, I thought it was a ghost ...
On the other hand, almost unexpected recovery, through a channel cable, a of the most disturbing to me, of Kieslowski (The Double Life of Veronique), discovered in a summer festival of the UNAM, which for many reasons I returned the first view (the first sense) that was attending naked emotional ceremony of an author who worked indistintam4ente the image involved and the painful closeness. The story, the story of two women who are identical, but they do not know of the existence of the other (as if it were important) and who lived (in time) in lives that never touched, rather than a photograph taken at random in a Krakow. A dream that revealed (disclosed) many stories, many coincidences many concerns.

(24)
FICHITAS THESE ARE GIVING MEANING TO MY RECENT DAYS, THE DAYS OF THE CONSTRUCTION, RECONSTRUCTION OF NOTHING desolation, a sadness, newly discovered (or rediscovered) by the analyst, as a force that is ongoing ( TIME AND TIME) IN THE PERSON OF THE MAN FROM YOUNG (the far-seventies) ALWAYS WANTED TO BE A CHARACTER AND NOT KNOW WHAT TO DO, OR HOW TO DO IT. So many outstanding

, many slopes. Now that the recovery time teen gave way at the time of maturity: what will the sixteen to twenty years, takes on importance and remains indelible reference ... It is also, of course, the reference broken (in many ways), a pocketbook of 1972 (now only cover up to 26 pages) of an edition of Herat of Darkness, by Joseph Conrad. Edit endearing, in more ways than one. Probably acquired in the American Bookstore in Madero, in the school years. Probably because it was a reference to the Coppola film, was saved by almost (or more, or about) thirty years, to be accessed (not revisited) as part of our reading of each month. Something that also gave extra value to the issue was a supplement that included some images of objects and references to the African room Polish writing in English. The preface says that this is a very remarkable novella, which made Conrad make their own experience to create two characters whose struggles with evil (evil brooding) and the poverty of colonial Africa reveals the vulnerability of man and his ultimate triumph over the forces of greed and temptation (the horror, the horror ...). A story of great significance for the modern reader in the rich prose of a master of language and how much inglés.n, as a pretext for a literary reading, a rescue context.

Conrad, Joseph. Heart of Darkness. An enriched classics edition. New York, Washington Square Press Enriched Classics, Pocket Books, 1974. (1972)

Now also may be somewhat less clear (obvious)

Macourek, Milos. Zuzanka game. Tragic farce in two acts. Czech version of Felix Cortes Camarillo. Mexico, UNAM-DG Cultural Promotion, 1971. Texts of the University Theatre 24. Responsible for the collection
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As I recall, rather, of an era. The author was born in Prague in 1926, a playwright who wrote the movie studios scripts. Maybe because there nearby. He likes it, says the cover, the cartoon film. It speaks, in the edition of the presentation, a year earlier, the work in the Elizabethan Forum. Times past, times gone, that somehow time would be recovered in another environment, but adolescent thrust himself in search of something that was not known and are only sensed.

(23)
WHILE RESTORING HOPE, AT LEAST ON PAPER, THE COMMUNICATION THROUGH A FORGOTTEN CELL IN A CAR SEAT
FRIEND ... THE POTENTIAL SIDE OF DISCLOSURES, CALL THE ATTENTION OF THE RECURRENCE OF 41 CHING, BY THE SIDE OF THE ORACLE AND THE CALL TO LET THINGS TAKE YOUR CHANNEL BY THE SIDE OF HOROSCOPE "?

Moreover, on the social communication strategy, it is noteworthy that a few days ago it became public that the army expected attacks a camouflaged drug now known to give us (so to speak) that the presidency is reserved for six years, details about the threats to the President and his family, to avoid affecting public order and not hinder the action of the agencies charged it. What is it?

OR IN THIS CASE, AS REFERRED TO READ

Servin, JM For the love of the dollar. Mexico, Joaquin Mortiz, 2006. Flying Series (contemporary narrators). ISBN 968-27-1027-8 Book

writing ('the culmination of this work' ...) thanks to FONCA and the Ministry of Culture of Colombia, as part of Artistic Residence Exchange Mexico-Colombia in 2005, and we got a proposal from Michael, a few months (years?) for monthly reading. The cover refers to the poor first that the author recreates, after being submerged for almost a decade 'in other situations and between people around the world who seek adventure, almost always, improve their living conditions. "
Although the case is not really so. If detailing the life of an illegal immigrant somewhere in the U.S., but it was not anything spectacular or revealing, at the end. The author of another novel, a book of testimonies and a story, says in the subtitle of his book (which at least explains some things, even his life): I Was Only Trying to make an honest dollar in a crooked sort of way

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For example, literature poetry reader lost. Occasional, scattered, caring, confused. Whatever.
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Montes de Oca, Marco Antonio. New account and other poems. Mexico, Martin Casillas Editores, 1983. ISBN 968-471-056-9 Poetry Series

remains, or take, for example the wording of Octavio Paz (completed ten years died last Saturday):
In the center of the square head rotates / Del poet is a fuente. / The source for all

sings so (there), the poet, his head bashed in, a source disperses its humidity, liquid circulation for the enjoyment, observation, compartencia (if you can, if it uses)

addition, THE BUTTERFLY STAINED GLASS (13), striking today Variations on a metaphor of Bioy Casares (28 ), where it says at the end that hell lies elsewhere. I do not know what the topic or matáfora, It hurts me, I highlighted, for example, the subject of hell, recreated by Ingmar Bergman in a desolate street (cardboard, study) of Expressionist Berlin Serpent's Egg, where the response (the film is in English) of the protagonist to a prostitute, "Go to hell ...", it simply responds, for what we are not in?
Then, wandering Heaven (73), thinning Efraín Huerta (1914-1982), and gives, also at the end, the target (76):
... I understand what confused. I confuse what I understand. And I see emerging
resolved in new guises, covered
halos and scintillators, detached and remote, but only a glass
, only two versions of the clear desert briefly
separate us.

not need more, for today, in this room. The back of the book, written by Ramon Xirau notes that Montes de Oca is a natural poet. Says, and that's enough now, that the poet's work 'are offered and offerings of elements that could be random' because he, unlike Mallarmé, not to "abolish" chance. I stay there in the glare spread, 'rogirpsa free writing. "
The book, incidentally, cost of Gandhi, at some point, 263 pesos, lowered, presumably, of 375 pesos. The weather certainly was different.

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Enuar The Multiple Trades

Many college students know this man of refined manners and brilliant ideas. Enuar Castro Cardona is a philosophy student night has overcome the economic difficulties known not allow despair to cloud her eyes quiet and the slight smile that is always drawn in his face.

Enuar all know somehow, and likewise all he ever has seen. Many remember him standing behind the counter of a photo store, dressed in white kimono in red letters says "photo Japan." Others recall that he gave them the first phone bill, back in the days when having one of those was more exclusive than qualifying as a doctor.

Enuar also worked at an insurance company for teachers, as a receptionist at a hotel and an EPS In the latter their dissatisfaction with the rules of the institution was more powerful than his need to immediately pay college tuition, he never agreed with the boss told him that if they were women, children and the elderly very ill, should not enroll because this represented a large monetary loss for the EPS at the end resigned.

The quest for knowledge has led to Enuar castro to dive into the depth of the pages of a number of books that have revealed the many contradictions of life so, but now not only works to buy these texts, but also sells them.

From just a couple of weeks, began working for the circle of readers, but keep high expectations, yet do not know how productive it can be this new job. Enuar know that sometimes your financial situation improves, but sometimes threatens to be far away from him the possibility to graduate as a philosopher. Faced with this this 23 year old prefers to stay calm, because its many offices have taught him not loser who falls in battle, if not the leaves before fight.

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"He who has a store that they attend and the band." This is a very popular phrase usually applied to the shopkeepers in the neighborhood who allow their client to wait several minutes just to buy bread or a sweet. But how uncomfortable this situation is not usually lived in the shop Achicue Lady Laura, a young student of Civil Engineering in the midst of his calculations and statistics, was able to determine how relevant it would appear that there is a shop in the women's residences at the University of Cauca .

"I am a grounder opitizada" Lady Laura often comment while he orders the pounds of rice in the windows. This 22 year old has done everything to cover license plates bearing the seven semesters at the university. He began selling homemade yogurt prepared to order, but now with the help and support of her co-residence, set up a shop for basic necessities, which supplies about twenty students who live in different residential blocks. These students no longer need to be exposed to the danger of traveling at night through the dark streets of the sector in search of salt or a couple of eggs for dinner, then get it around the corner of his room in the tent of Lady Laura.

She is aware that many of her peers typically spend the day with one meal, that's why offering the food at a reasonable price that does not generate losses while ensuring that many young people can access them, even when Lady not to sell them personally, as her co-block to help you manage the store when she is in class.

Lady mentioned that if not for this income and the possibility of living in dormitories, should be returned to his home in Huila. However, his desire to finish the race and the desire to beat the adversity with creativity, they take each day to fill her small shop in mind the mutual well-being of her and her co-residence.