A special song: En Tongoy

En Tongoy of Chico Trujillo is a song that give me memories really wonderful and very funny of my days of go to toccata with a excellent friend called Pia. Every time that we listen En Tongoy feeling us happy and we dance like a crazy and of way enough erratic (for not say absurd and ridiculous).

This song in particular narrate the story of a person that is in Tongoy fermenting to sun, product of a big ingest of alcohol.

So many memories that I really like that song, so many vivid things, so many things said and unsaid. This great song also always remember those years of madness, laughter, games.

And now when I listen, I also think about how much I've changed and how much has changed my friend. Now if you are convertidad across a homeowner who gives everything for their children, an attitude that has my admiration.

The Hector teacher

The teacher that more memory with happiness is called Hector, he is teacher of physical education and was my teacher at high school. I remember that he was of south of Chile and he had graduate  little time ago. He was my head teacher  in first and second year at high school and taught us the love to the nature and the respect to the life.  The Hector teacher  every time that could us did take to field visits, like to  mountain or the river or any other extracurricular activity. This teacher made school more fun outside, with a great family feel.
I think to be a very ungrateful student, because I have not been to visit the school, do not even know if he continues teaching at the same school and continues to teach how to be a better person and good partner, and basically making the bonds are strengthened in courses that took.
Maybe someday make me encourage you to make a visit. And tell him that I'm studying again and I will never forget his teachings and his simplicity. And tell him that I am not the only former student who thinks that way about what they taught us as a person and never change, because it is an excellent person.

Family Lunch

I should clarify that I have never been fond of familiar things; as meetings, luncheons or that relates to the family. But I have fond memories of Super occasional family dinners, especially when I was a child and we lived in the house of the grandmother. In this house in those years (over twenty years ago) we lived about ten people: the grandfather, grandmother, uncle (my mother's brother), two cousins ​​(Cristian and Pablo), the father of my cousins ​​or uncle Lucho (my political uncle), my mom, my dad, my sister and me.

And I remember that my cousins ​​and especially for me, lunch on the patio of the house were the most, eat in the courtyard was transformed into the world's best, no matter whatever the lunch, just for being in the patio eating any food was the tastiest and appetizing that might exist in the world. The courtyard was our dining room and we offered to take us to the table, chairs, bring cutlery, plates and glasses with the best smile. As ever, we were children the most obedient and helpful of the world.

Those were the best lunches of my childhood, and I remember fondly were great family moments.