Post 5: The Story of a Picture
In 2002 I had my first day of classes at school, I don't remember much of it, but I do have this photo that brings back certain memories of that time. I was studying at a school near my grandmother's house, the one who often came to look for me. This was in the Panquehue commune, in the Region de Valparaíso, my commune.
In the photo, to my left side , is my brother, probably one of the most important people in my life. He has always been a great life partner and friend.
We were always together in the same schools, although during the day we saw each other with the own distance of the shame of children, I always knew that he was there.
That photograph was taken by the school photographer, the same one we saw for years at all events.
It was a long time ago, but I have great memories. We were children and there was never a lack of laughter. (Although the photo does not show it)
Nice memory you share to us, i could feel the tender for that episode in your life. Maybe because that moment is important for everyone.
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