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you and I are crazy?

am with my son waiting for us to receive the president of what will be, if sicopedagoga not find any gene in the child behavioral bullshit aste, his new school. a new community they belong. I will record my efforts: I am not only accompany this process that supremely bored me, but I was not worn with jeans and put on blouse and sandals, as his mother. if not I'm so pendeja no one would doubt that I am. and that which I put anti frizz in curls and he does not, which we mark an important difference. question that we are there and I try to get in through a side to the thermal head, to see if I can activate certain capacity for reflection, a glimpse of what the future may be a sign of maturity hand. not easy. have to go through that tangle of curls. to me that the message leaves me dig into this swarm of holiness and loses, it gets stuck in a loop about to be drag and can not pass, it reaches its destination. the kid looks at you and think you going to say something coherent, consistent set gesture even, but you talk about something else. interesting, very copada, but you will you have to say, what to do with the city's ass, son. and nothing. we are there, killing time. and I, as is my custom, I criticize everything. this looks like a prison. I'm not back here. do not believe in formal education but the school you're going to end up like that my name is marta, turnip.
mom, everything seems a jail, everything seems wrong. your concept of the futility of education I explained it a hundred times and I think 3d bullshit.
ah, well, spoke Hanglin rh positive, forgive me. it shows that you're a faithful practitioner of formal education so you start to read the complete works of Saramago when you have to read geography. Total

not know where I said that he proposed Pirulo come to my house and Pirulito Pirula. ie: two girls, one boy and holiness. or fart, santi told a pepper tree, is my mom on vacation. what love, not want to be disturbed in my work break. what goes. Pirulo dialogue and santi continues: why, boludo, dale, insists Pirules. no, my mom is crazy, I do not want Pirulito Pirula and know it.

to? How? will you say to your friends that I am crazy? if you're crazy, ma. crazy? I always knew it, ma, primary, when asked, one said my mom is a doctor, my mom is a housewife, my mother is a psychologist and I said, my mom is crazy. Look at you, so I'm crazy ... I do not think you go saying that around the world, santi. Like, pepper tree, said your old is copada, dale. (Pirulo became my favorite). the only friend I defended was Pirulo? if others do not know you, ma. how not? And when I had to smoke all night playing poker? good, but not talked to you. ah ...
(five minutes)
not understand, santi. crazy enough? crazy what's up? crazy redefinime brings me bad memories ... Well, ma, you're not crazy, let's say you're a modern mom, very mooooodeeeeernaaaaaaaa. ready, quedamo 'well, Santiago, from the moment I start to be a normal mom, muuuuuuuuuuy nooooormal. no, ma, I do not want you to be normal, stay well, I like it, is great, and to change the school have enough change ...
then came the rector, so I settled the blouse, he shook hands with the gentleman and said, pleased to meet you, as do all mothers.

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Second, so far I've lost my card from the university, so if you see my face lying around me back then.

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when observed, sideways, driving without sunglasses, with a handkerchief on his head now, like a Russian doll gave me the feeling that was like diluted away, lost in thought, wondering how a nice girl and sexy _pues on the outward journey, with her hair glittering in the sun, I seemed to have glimpsed the girl that once fue_, how a girl like that became a lonely woman with a headscarf, how it became this, whatever it was. hungry after years of adult life, hunger had happened. a series of unexpected places had begun to get my attention. these middle-aged women gave the impression of being very tired, as if they had crushed the hopes and it had been replaced by a kind of stupor, sleep, dying.

at the foot of the stairs

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in the midst of death and horror, and hunger and politicians, and ends, and delirium, and bigotry, and abuse, and the absurd, and torture, and due obedience, there was a German woman (must have been others, but this is the story I want to have) not complied with the unwavering strength of power, with the inevitable situation, with their inability to oppose the system or change history. was not thinking about what it would mean so little I could do it compared to the magnitude of the horror. its small gesture as opposed to the monstrosity of the enemy's face. no thought of the historical benefits. or danger. not left paralyzed by fear. not considered possible stampede who can. Irena
called. was German and during the war worked in the Warsaw ghetto. laburo had gotten that according to their plans. she knew what the Nazis were the strategy and it worked a long time. Irena
drew children out in the bottom of your toolbox. also carried a burlap bag in the back of his truck that served to hide the largest. accompanied her dog, whom he taught to bark at the Nazi soldiers. so that they could keep some distance from the truck and not to listen to children. and saved two thousand five hundred creatures of the death trains. when discovered it broke his legs and arms, in addition to torture her brutally. was imprisoned and sentenced to death. but she also saved. was the soldier who had to move it yelled "run" at the right time. The soldier was killed the next day. Irena
not content to save these creatures of death. was keeping the register of the names of the 2500 children in a glass jar buried under a tree in the hope that they will ever be found by their surviving families.
when the war tried to reunite them, but most had finished in the gas chamber. children were adopted and were able to build their lives. even many of them recognized years later.
strange that this woman, who pulled out of the gate of hell to 2500 people without firing a shot, with the barking of a dog as any device, a handful of neighbors who helped and a tree as an absolute keeper, has not been even nominated for the Nobel Prize. The award was for obama because he is president and black (I think it is complex in a racist motivation for an award that). before they gave it to Al Gore for a slide show on global warming.
for me is directly related to fashion perverse to say that the Holocaust is a myth. irena it should be, too, so are most deserving in the gore or obama in it. nobel course that were never put on his head, I regret not being able to say the same of the other heads. I do not care a damn Nobel slides and gore. I still stirs and moves more photo illustrating this post. and men who intend to win wars if you want peace or cause me something. hopefully the Holocaust was a myth and my emotions would be more aware of the warming of gore and diplomacy with white stars black president. but it is quite clear that some realities can not hide and irena is not a myth, although it seems incredible. Irene

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(1910-2008)

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(based on a true story. Click link to view jet)

the jet went into a house to steal, what they are going to get. Came with a companion who stayed with Grandma housewife. the sweet little old lady wanted to settle the $ 260 but that was not enough either for the expenditure and the other is sent up, where his granddaughter, the grandmother is not going to be the bad living, resting in their rooms. The thief enters and tells him a thousand apologies, but you have to scramble a bit because the cash that he gave the Javie does not even make ends meet. then Chabon, who was beautiful, like those chaboncito likes to jet, asked him to not be anxious your stuff, please. that the chain was a very important recall and minicomponent not even work, what would you serve. also entrusted naughty, with those beautiful eyes that you have I can not believe you're running. the chabón did not think twice, that someone noticed her eyes rather than the pear, so good was the pear, made him feel special: Okay, I promised, I took nothing and I leave my heart. realized the girl but did naba did not want to raise false hopes in the good-looking boy. so that, with a neutral face, he said, I'll walk to the door. Road, Granny met, it was not Little Red Riding Hood because the jet was running but was not as bad as the wolf, lying on the floor, due to a misunderstanding with another jet, which had no eyes or at least were not highlighting. then the robber looked happy, the upa uploaded to the old woman and took her to his bed so he could return to sleep. as the girl could not react to such pressure did not notice that the old woman got into a significant tachycardia, then Chabon, who had left the jet definitely suit for a while, means he had to shout to come alive: Can not you see your grandmother have heart palpitations? bring him a glass of water makes the favor ...
response once the old lady, the male said well, I go, I have to keep laburando and my partner will leave me gamba. last straw, said the grandmother, go m'ijo that we did lose midnight. however he would not leave the house without trying, so looked at the princess with those eyes of man noble and good intentions and asked, "I can invite you out, honey? the girl's face fell rarity as "what we mean, chabón", so the boy said: I know that is not the time but you give me your phone number? The Chabon, who does not know where he got the strength to maintain his composure, he explained that was very difficult for her to make such a decision, but given the circumstances, his vote was not positive. Still, with so many negative darling, do not you take this, you do not give the other, understood it perfectly. In short, he concluded, where he was, running out with a kid ... and she nodded her face: I would love to but were given as events, as it does not, chabón. in another life, look around and chat. then the kid, it will be very jet, but you know take no for an answer, replied that all good things, instead he would do the same. the only thing, he said, I have to take your phone to not call the channels u, alas, she puchereó, I'll lose all the numbers from the phonebook. do not worry, "said the brave prince knew Cellular ball, I leave the chip, so, again, I rest assured that I have your number.
and that was it, it was the jet romeo to continue their task as Juliet drank the water from the grandmother to see if he would make so much noise the heart.

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Since I write this is not the name of what I speak. But it's like a lake south beach. In other words, silver marbles and beshesa (note, not beauty) acting against his wealthy life camera ... oh, and are from the south. The fact is that there is a girl named Chrissy (or Christy) and old do not let a fart but neither pulled nor a boy. I resent the truth. Just that.

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