Good afternoon my little avatars of the wired, yes, this is a stupid reference of serial experiments Lain, but really I love the trash culture, whatever, is not the story of this day. Because today I wanna to talk about a special day that I remember.
In the life of the eccentric men, many events occur: the first day of school, the first time at the beach, the death of a family member, the graduation, the first contact with a alien, the first time that you met the voice actor who gives voice to goku in Latin America, your first kiss or finally, when you visited an expo of animatronics dinosaurs.
Acording to this ideas I will refer a particulary moment, this moment ocurred in my graduation of elementary school. I had 13 years and i was nervous because I had a special duty: The farewell speech. But, why it was special?, this was special, not because my mother was there or because I like to receive things and mean look at me I am special. I dont think so,this it's a ugly way to be. The reason is more simple, the end of process, a not very good process. Although not everything was so melodramatic.
The really important was that I had the oportunity to close a cycle that was the same for my classmates and to our families . It was a nice moment,at that time I could learn long texts and talk without reciting. Inside me I was scared, but everything went well, and I could defintely say: it's time to take another path.
My old school is not even the name and of my classmates I know nothing, but in my memory certain memories remain. Thanks for reading!
A Really old photo of the school...