Story 4-stroke I TART HERE THE FIRST PART OF A REPORT ENTITLED "LA CASA" , WRITTEN SOME TIME AGO, AND STRUCTURED IN 4 PARTS, CHAPTERS SMALL WAY, ALWAYS BEGIN WITH THE SAME SENTENCE:
" Andrea came home."
. (2002)
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All rights © Angeles Fernangómez (text and photo)
All rights © Angeles Fernangómez (text and photo)
Part 1: ROOTS
Andrea came home. He carried in his small hand
the small Cabas always used in the nursery school. I put down to play free of obstacles the courtyard. His house, the house where she was "home" if they came wrongly made and lurking danger, he was well, and inn in the natural setting of this mountain village. If someone had asked her if the house was pretty, had said simply: "Of course!" And if they wanted to know why, maybe just listen to the answer: "because my house is very big and has a playground."
was nice because it was his house, just for that. He was born there, and Andrea was still in the years that it has such wonderful unconsciousness with only children and that allows everything to be just because, without more, without seeking to nooks.
That court, which hid mysteries known only to her, became her world, lonely sometimes, but full of life. It was so easy and natural for her to create, invent characters and keep them alive in their brain in that frame ...! And garden, with large mulberry, back at the other end, the orchards to get turned into a dangerous adventure, having to go through the dark passage and dodge slugs after leaving the trail between the vegetables, which She gave so, so scared. That adventure was soon able to run it alone, but ended up getting it .
was a huge house, yes, well at least she saw, which fit each and every one of his childhood dreams, and with that sense of security, Andrea fell asleep in the sun in the favorite corner of their games. How great, how great was his home! (Continued)
Andrea came home. He carried in his small hand
the small Cabas always used in the nursery school. I put down to play free of obstacles the courtyard. His house, the house where she was "home" if they came wrongly made and lurking danger, he was well, and inn in the natural setting of this mountain village. If someone had asked her if the house was pretty, had said simply: "Of course!" And if they wanted to know why, maybe just listen to the answer: "because my house is very big and has a playground."
was nice because it was his house, just for that. He was born there, and Andrea was still in the years that it has such wonderful unconsciousness with only children and that allows everything to be just because, without more, without seeking to nooks.
That court, which hid mysteries known only to her, became her world, lonely sometimes, but full of life. It was so easy and natural for her to create, invent characters and keep them alive in their brain in that frame ...! And garden, with large mulberry, back at the other end, the orchards to get turned into a dangerous adventure, having to go through the dark passage and dodge slugs after leaving the trail between the vegetables, which She gave so, so scared. That adventure was soon able to run it alone, but ended up getting it .
was a huge house, yes, well at least she saw, which fit each and every one of his childhood dreams, and with that sense of security, Andrea fell asleep in the sun in the favorite corner of their games. How great, how great was his home! (Continued)
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