my life

I remember being born on a Saturday at about 8 in the morning ... at least that is recorded on my birth certificate. I was the last of four children and always received the support and protection of all members of the family. My childhood was happy ... just like that of any normal child ... I was playing, going to school ... my parents allowed me to continue with a family tradition, that of having domestic animals: rabbits, chickens, ducks, pigeons, australian parrots and many more ... they provided me with the means and I committed myself to take care of them, they formed one of my first passions, to the degree that I planned to study for veterinarian.

I really enjoyed the love of my parents, I feel that they loved me very much and made me believe that their love was forever. Sometimes I remember that having broken a figure that adorned the dining room, I was worried and cried for fear of scolding, but my mother told me: "that figure is not worth even one of your tears", which marked one of the references that I had in relation to the value that one could expect from people.