I remember that as I flew the kite I ran with all my strength to see you live giving more rein to the rope to raise my bowling alley (kite) and I felt how the children ran along with me their laughter their gesture their looks plagued with innocence then a part of me without further warning he opened a trunk that was full of memories that kept coming out that he had kept inside me that has left him buried.
Hello, my name is Edwin Gabriel, I am the young man on the left, the one in the red pants with a white shirt that holds the bowling alley (kite), I am soaked in dust full of dirt tired because I have not been able to sleep well, hungry since my companions were old-age and Well, I had to change my diet, I have some girls that I barely remember their faces if it weren't for this photo, one of my companions called Cindy. Anque with everything that was happening to me on that day instead of being sad and depressed, I felt the luckiest boy in this world for the things he is living, that photo shows one of the most pleasant memories of my life and more wonderful than may have. He was the happiest boy on earth because I made a thing of life, life becomes a party when you know how to enjoy the normal things of each day, I hardly felt free. Free from everything, from problems, from feelings, from myself from how artificial the city is usually there, it was as if I was in contact with another reality so authentic and so different that although it seemed a lie it was a dream come true. A sigh a small laugh escapes me every time I see this image. Inside I think I was with those people I had a great time even though that moment is part of my story and has already died in time. I just know that it stays in my heart. And the question I ask on the first day and last day before I left Argentina "Why did life take me there because why am I?" Now I know that things happen for something and always do it so that we do not forget which it is our path and our purpose that sometimes we deviate from the path that corresponds to us and but if we know how to be attentive, listen, be patient, and see the signs we can resume the path that leads us to inner peace and the words that are made difficult to pronounce on the lips of some people who can say "I am happy without having anything and at the same time having everything".
I do not mind being full of dust or being tired because for a moment I remember my roots remember that I was born in that continent that I had to go for things of life and likewise for things of life I found myself in that place that for At the beginning, it was a strange place and then a very familiar place where I didn't mind if I had a good time. In Argentina I met again with my roots, with myself, ghosts of a past that was happy and sad
Returning in that way was the most spectacular just turned 19 and offered me the opportunity to participate. When I stepped on the Aeuro port in Buenos Aires, I was afraid without knowing that it was going to be my own, protected by my own luck and with the hope that this would help me. For me more than that it was to return to where I belong back as I said before and I emphasize "racises" and feel proud. The only thing I have to say thanks to cocat, go up to the south and all the people who could make this trip possible because actions like this help young people like us to live experiences like this one.