Today I took a spin around town with my sister. We visited a printing company, two "All for one euro" and a Chinese store. Wow, what intense.
The truth is that sometimes it makes me sad to see how things change. When I was little, went to "All a hundred" a Saturday, shelving books and paint color, where more children were excited about deciding what to take, as if life depended on it.
Today, that same place was empty. Just two or three workers and the daughter of the pocket.
Then, in the tent of the Chinese young people seeking books for the subject tables Math (what times those) . Only three or four children looking clay and plastic toys.
(Of course, I lost walking around with my sister, not knowing exactly what we were looking for. Total, to remind me what I wanted right when we left.)
In conclusion, childhood is like the love that went: no return, but still remembering and believing that you lived so differently than you see now.
Song: Unforgettable
From: Luis Miguel
In: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iBTymek-wZU
In: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iBTymek-wZU
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