Little Child History

I came into this world at 1:45p.m. *in on September 5th, 1984. That day was Wednesday and like here today, the weather was hotter than hell in Obregón Sonora.

Firstborn into a young family, *i I was a superhappy baby until my brother Raúl *borned was born two years later, *w We used to fight a lot, but now we are good friends. I was a happy child, shy with girls and friendship with boys, at *kinder kinter garden *i I was part of the school escort, moderately good student, and superfan of ninja turtles, Donatello was my favorite.

I have no memories about details of that city, *i I only remember that my street that was placed into a suburban zone, two or three things about the area and Daniel, a unique character, sometimes friend, sometimes enemy. I remember something about a girl too, her name is Rosa, lovely and commonly called Rosita, she was indescribably beautiful, her long brown hair used to have a slow motion movement, and her pink smile completely stopped the rest of the world. Once *i I had the opportunity to take her hand, and walk with her into a march-past, *i I remember that day like one of the most wonderful days of my life. I loved her with all the honest, clean and pure love that only children can offer, she was my first true love but like you can imagine, she never knew about that. I have no idea about her destiny.

There was my superfriend Daniel. He was a problematic child and we had a bittersweet friendship, we used to drive our bikes kilometers and kilometers far away, trough the Seed Fields, sometimes burning things, playing races, jumping ramps and things like that. He is with me in all my memories about the neighborhood. I remember one water channel, used to irrigate the seed fields, people used that place to sheltering of the heat, there was a lot of trees and obviously water, *i I got a lot of fun there with children that *i I can't remember. We used to visit a park, placed into another neighborhood, between the water channel and my neighborhood, we had a lot of friends there, and we used to play a lot of obsolete games that children simply don't like in this days, like marbles, yo-yo and trompos, la traes, and a lot of things like that.

I don't know why, but Daniel was horribly explosive, most of the times he was nice and he was skinny and short, so he wasn't able to fight with me because *i I always had been a little fat boy and only in those times, tall. However, when he used to explote, nothing was able to stop him, he used to break everything, and after unsuccessful tries to make him calm down, first nicely, fighting later, he used to run away and always defeated me blowing me with stones. He has an extraordinary talent to do that. Our moms always got angry because of that, and they kept angry for weeks and other next day, Daniel and me were playing like always. Like Rosita, *i I know nothing about him.

I know that world no longer exist, but sometimes *i I would like to get back into it. Unfortunately my parents sold that house years ago, and however that part of my history is closed.

All corrections and comments done by Teacher Joe*

Updated 30/sep/09