I had known since the beginning years of our exile in a foreign land . Was married with children . Had built an enviable family to . It was to the 35 - s . Beautiful, as far as was evident in all the families of immigrants who came to the island . We all watched with admiration . Was modest , always beaming and smiling .Complete intellectual and good man , noble , generous and wise . Natural sites had red eyes and blue tail . A chest greed in the eyes of men . A body cast perfectly sportswoman , with a ring between legs as cast in marble and no one believed was the mother . Even today looks like high-school , full of grace and elegance .They called Sonja . Work hard , how to work in a job anywhere else and respected for reliability, honesty and propriety. Had children to raise educated . Children kept clean, wore simple , but beautiful .Neighbor in the island were beautiful and rare . Go very well with them and finding ourselves at every scrape , as in good and in bad . When my Father passed away , I found they were close as my family member , thus facilitating more pain .Her husband had been an intellectual , best genial man , but not " eat " a lot of physical work , which compensate Sonja with her countless sacrifices . Were difficult years , years of a terrible war to survive . Work should be held with the teeth , when the labor force , the large influx of immigrants was cheap and worthless .This breath " sharks " ruthless decadent you want to be walking around this huge influx " to the poor " to be fetched and so left the homeland suffered from an extremely difficult life .Sonja was one of those mothers who sacrificed her youth for kids , a dream that could not achieved in her homeland ! And the kids were good and did well. They saw the tears of pain their mother and her crying silently secretly swore that one day will become capable and worthy of the plant in the mother's eyes deserved a sunny soul .In this struggle for life without that lacked Sonja half of yourself , lacked the arm where it should be relied on as a woman , as a mother . I lacked the commitment and contribution of her husband . He lost in the pool of a warm bed habits by another . There was asked only one thing : to fulfill the task as male , while his family had big task to educate adults and children .Sonja did not have time to lose the time it took to fill the dining table where the family waited young innocent . All love life cast as children and had forgotten to forget things like the action of her husband . Not like most wounds , there was so much . Her personality was growing every day . We all watched with admiration and even though they added more difficulties she knew how to cope with dignity .It was 2006 when we met in the metropolis of the neighboring state . As we came on vacation from America , where we were living for several years . She , after the destruction of the family had honored place of residence with the children . The meeting was a very nostalgic and had learned to ask for each other . Begged us to go home , but we showed that we occupy hostel .I have enough home - can youth as you want . Will rejoice and kids! I 'm almost gone , the night I go to work . How nice to meet you , have so many years without being seen. We were like a house ! As he received the goods !We stooped and we said we would and we came for a visit of uruam all the best . At first I did not recognize , was weak and yellowed so much . Where were those beautiful eyes ? Same page as apple red ? Even her breath read sadness , pain, sorrow , self-respect , but also a sense of pride and dignity for wild life paths that were leapfrogging up now . Do not give yourself for what happened .When we were on the island felt sorry for us as happened with her husband , but their jobs were , there was nothing to do.We met the longing , as a second home from work . Fatigue life was fine but had not broken. Still kept and beautiful and tastefully dressed . They looked like icon with eye touching and hopeful life.As we went to a park near the bar and we ordered , but Sonja said that at first it will pay . Accepted with a smile and respect . Order and the waiter brought it lines not speaking for himself , for children who were brought up . But after a little in her eyes the tears began to flow .- I do not blame my husband , maybe he needed more time and attention for himself , but I was devoted to work and family concerns . He did not appreciate this . what to do , just came life , some enjoy , some suffering .It seemed like the dream ego . It seemed as if for the first time I heard such pain . I do not even believe what has happened today . For the man had a hidden sympathy , but never had reason leapfrogging threshold when the pain of watching among those who made sacrifices in the war unnumbered life . But today I do not know why I took an insane desire , I wanted to hug the woman to support her head on my chest because it seemed as if I was guilty of her fate . I wanted to cry with him . I wanted to see in her eyes sparkling as they once devoured eye .
Saturday, November 23, 2013
innocent
I had known since the beginning years of our exile in a foreign land . Was married with children . Had built an enviable family to . It was to the 35 - s . Beautiful, as far as was evident in all the families of immigrants who came to the island . We all watched with admiration . Was modest , always beaming and smiling .Complete intellectual and good man , noble , generous and wise . Natural sites had red eyes and blue tail . A chest greed in the eyes of men . A body cast perfectly sportswoman , with a ring between legs as cast in marble and no one believed was the mother . Even today looks like high-school , full of grace and elegance .They called Sonja . Work hard , how to work in a job anywhere else and respected for reliability, honesty and propriety. Had children to raise educated . Children kept clean, wore simple , but beautiful .Neighbor in the island were beautiful and rare . Go very well with them and finding ourselves at every scrape , as in good and in bad . When my Father passed away , I found they were close as my family member , thus facilitating more pain .Her husband had been an intellectual , best genial man , but not " eat " a lot of physical work , which compensate Sonja with her countless sacrifices . Were difficult years , years of a terrible war to survive . Work should be held with the teeth , when the labor force , the large influx of immigrants was cheap and worthless .This breath " sharks " ruthless decadent you want to be walking around this huge influx " to the poor " to be fetched and so left the homeland suffered from an extremely difficult life .Sonja was one of those mothers who sacrificed her youth for kids , a dream that could not achieved in her homeland ! And the kids were good and did well. They saw the tears of pain their mother and her crying silently secretly swore that one day will become capable and worthy of the plant in the mother's eyes deserved a sunny soul .In this struggle for life without that lacked Sonja half of yourself , lacked the arm where it should be relied on as a woman , as a mother . I lacked the commitment and contribution of her husband . He lost in the pool of a warm bed habits by another . There was asked only one thing : to fulfill the task as male , while his family had big task to educate adults and children .Sonja did not have time to lose the time it took to fill the dining table where the family waited young innocent . All love life cast as children and had forgotten to forget things like the action of her husband . Not like most wounds , there was so much . Her personality was growing every day . We all watched with admiration and even though they added more difficulties she knew how to cope with dignity .It was 2006 when we met in the metropolis of the neighboring state . As we came on vacation from America , where we were living for several years . She , after the destruction of the family had honored place of residence with the children . The meeting was a very nostalgic and had learned to ask for each other . Begged us to go home , but we showed that we occupy hostel .I have enough home - can youth as you want . Will rejoice and kids! I 'm almost gone , the night I go to work . How nice to meet you , have so many years without being seen. We were like a house ! As he received the goods !We stooped and we said we would and we came for a visit of uruam all the best . At first I did not recognize , was weak and yellowed so much . Where were those beautiful eyes ? Same page as apple red ? Even her breath read sadness , pain, sorrow , self-respect , but also a sense of pride and dignity for wild life paths that were leapfrogging up now . Do not give yourself for what happened .When we were on the island felt sorry for us as happened with her husband , but their jobs were , there was nothing to do.We met the longing , as a second home from work . Fatigue life was fine but had not broken. Still kept and beautiful and tastefully dressed . They looked like icon with eye touching and hopeful life.As we went to a park near the bar and we ordered , but Sonja said that at first it will pay . Accepted with a smile and respect . Order and the waiter brought it lines not speaking for himself , for children who were brought up . But after a little in her eyes the tears began to flow .- I do not blame my husband , maybe he needed more time and attention for himself , but I was devoted to work and family concerns . He did not appreciate this . what to do , just came life , some enjoy , some suffering .It seemed like the dream ego . It seemed as if for the first time I heard such pain . I do not even believe what has happened today . For the man had a hidden sympathy , but never had reason leapfrogging threshold when the pain of watching among those who made sacrifices in the war unnumbered life . But today I do not know why I took an insane desire , I wanted to hug the woman to support her head on my chest because it seemed as if I was guilty of her fate . I wanted to cry with him . I wanted to see in her eyes sparkling as they once devoured eye .
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