part 2-The "canarito" A Festival of Nostalgia
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I was trapped by a storm of nostalgia, I admit ... all Heidi's fault. During this holiday came into my hands some episodes of this series was one of my favorites for quite some years (and apparently to this day, ha ha). When you hear the song start my eyes watered, not because even (or think it did), I usually get excited with things more important, but my life around here has made me more sensitive. I suddenly transport those years in the mornings before going to school saw those years that my life had no surprises, my big concern was that I play with my dolls inventoried back from school. I remember those years full of magic, of innocence, be surprised by things as simple as finding a snail in the garden, getting together a little castle of sand or playing in the sea. Unfortunately not many my good memories ... no scope to enjoy my childhood and that I should grow a little earlier. But seeing Heidi remembered the happy times, I felt again a kind of bubble that this time it broke. Sometimes you
I was trapped by a storm of nostalgia, I admit ... all Heidi's fault. During this holiday came into my hands some episodes of this series was one of my favorites for quite some years (and apparently to this day, ha ha). When you hear the song start my eyes watered, not because even (or think it did), I usually get excited with things more important, but my life around here has made me more sensitive. I suddenly transport those years in the mornings before going to school saw those years that my life had no surprises, my big concern was that I play with my dolls inventoried back from school. I remember those years full of magic, of innocence, be surprised by things as simple as finding a snail in the garden, getting together a little castle of sand or playing in the sea. Unfortunately not many my good memories ... no scope to enjoy my childhood and that I should grow a little earlier. But seeing Heidi remembered the happy times, I felt again a kind of bubble that this time it broke. Sometimes you
strives in wanting to turn back time, because we know that the hardest thing is to leave the memories behind. Sometimes those memories are like a bag of stone, sometimes as a cloud of sweet aroma that embraces and invites float. The past, for better or for worse, will not return. But as I like to live in that limbo that I get when I remember the sweet things that happened to me!! Heidi
Thanks for bringing me this afternoon, dolls morning with warm milk, playing with my sister, days helping mom in the business, hours of cartoons to reach the school and in the morning. Thanks
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