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Mi mas oculto deseo fue siempre ser escritor y aprender varios idiomas. He llegado a defenderme bien en Ingles y chapurrear algo de Frances. El cine y la fotografia me fascinan. La música, de todo tipo, ha sido siempre mi relax. La amistad la valora mas que a nada en la vida.

jueves, 21 de marzo de 2013

JUST THE SAME EVERY DAY



NONSENSE

After a year of writing here I like to see what have been the changes in this blog, also I like to see what I said a year ago when it was my first experience in having a blog.

More or less what I wrote then was a lot of nonsense words or ideas, but as happens always when a person read some notes that were written on the past there is something to learn from them.

What I said at the begining?  a lot of nonsense:

I said that it seems I was writing for no body just because there was not any reply or I have not signs that any people could read the blog.
Having in mind it could be posible that I was writing for me only I talk something about my own life, just like a diary, more or less what I have done some years before.

Also writing nonsense I said our life in a sunday was the same as our life in a monday or other day of the week. Why?.
It is easy, I don´t work out from home, so days of the month or the week are the same one after another for me and for my wife.
Sunday? Monday? ...just the same.

Our life is simple, living in a big city like Madrid with so many sites to visit we usually don´t go out to home to any place in the big city.
Why?.
My dear wife Cuca is sick, with a bad sickness "multiple esclerosis" and she likes to be home doing her life, Reading, listening to the radio, or some news on the tv. and  even more, typing in the keyboard of her pc., some mails or just playing with the computer. Doing that a sunday is a similar day to another other day of the week.

The rutine of sundays at home is that a person comes here to do house chores, help me with the hard work of a house. This person is like a friend of us now. For years she has been coming on sundays because the rest of days are working doing other things. Quite different things, another different work.

But this sunday she didn´t come because she is in her country Peru. She wanted to go to her city Lima to see her sons and her mother.
There was  a lot of years that she haven´t see her family and she was anxious to
see them.

Writing nonsense I said that other woman take her place to do the home chores, a young woman of Bolivia, as a suplent of the first, my dear Isabel.
Like in football there are titulars and suplents, Chari, a nice person from Bolivia is the suplent of Isabel when she can´t make me the favour of coming.

To me is nice just to have some one who can help me to do some of my works at home. Being a marry man, working all my life out home, I was very bad acustomed to do nearaly nothing at home, as the majority of men.

It was my wife, Cuca, who take care of the children and the house.
Suddenly she was ill, it seems her illness was going to pass soon, but it wasn´t so and at the end Emiliano needs to start a new life as a house keeping.

Yes, this was a new life for me, taking care of my dear wife, looking for the supplies, cooking, going to shop, doing everything that it is supposed a girl or a woman do at home.....? Why not a man?.
So today I understand very well what a good woman do at home, it is a difficult work that is not appreciate for us, men, who we are absolutely selfish.
Till the moment a person start doing something, he or she is not aware of the difficult task a house could be.....for me, yes, it is.

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Here at home I have known something about house chores, but outside this my little world of house I do not know what is happening in the world.
Yes, the world of outside home, the Spain´s world, The Europa´s world, and so forth.
I don´t like Tv. news, even radio news, I like more to read the papers.
Despite my big ignorance I coud say that:

Everything if falling down since five or six years ago, and people are not aware that their world of before is over.
Not work, not hopes, not any future for the moment, and thousand and thousands of young well prepared that have to leave their countries looking for a work.
People with fourty or fifty years old that have not money, not work, not home, and so forth.......till when?
So, I said that "Just the same as every day" no good news at all, not justice, not hopes for our young and still looking to a best future.

Its funny to listen to the news about Spain. Spain? does exist this country?...or it is something I was teached and now that idea is not valid?.
Since years I thought there was a country or nation called Spain, now I am not so sure.

Why?. Because every one región out  the centre of Iberia wants to be out of the Nation.
Spain? Not, it is better to be Cataluña, Comunidad Vasca, Canarias and so on.......
What people thinks about being out of what their country till yesterday, that is the way of living better? having a work? money?. Speaking only a language spoken by
four or five millions is better than speaking English or Castellano? that is spoken by
hundred of millions?. Of course it is not my problem, I don´t mind any more but it sound so silly out from here.

This morning a new said:

The agreement of Maroc with U.E. about fishing round its coast was finished, and that would be affected to....the fishmen/women of Spain, Andalucia and Canarias.....and I thought......
Andalucia is not Spain?
Canarias is not Spain?

What kind of news are these?. I have headache already of listening news like this every day.
They change the concepts, the language, the ideas of people day after day and it is not a good way to follow.

Well, I would like that news, subjects, and so forth should be a Little more clear as people at the end don´t understand anything.

That´s all friends.
This was an example of the subjects I use to write a year ago.

It is possible that after a year I have learn anything to talk about, thanks a lot if you have enough patience to read me in this blog.

Thanks.  







       el gatufo. 

(more or les this was my way of writing a year ago)

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