Dear friends of steemit, I want to share with you, one of the many calamities that Venezuelans face every day.
I feel a great pain and a lot of nostalgia when I visit a place that has so many beautiful memories for me, like the little garden that my grandfather left behind, I loved to run around when I was a child, I lay under the orangery, I played with the pools You kill me, I sat to dislike the delights of the different oranges in the company of my cousins and classmates.
My grandfather loves to make chicken, fish or meat boiled that either Saturday or Sunday, he said it was to spend a different day.
Today, when I visit my grandfather's orange grove, I cry to see how part of their plantation has disappeared, due to the negligence of the current government, since it is disproportionate to an industry such as AGROISLEÑA; and farmers do not have the necessary products to fight pests, fungi or other diseases of their crops, we also lack the vital liquid such as water that is so important for irrigation.
I feel so sad to visit this beautiful place and every day see it disappears as its plantations cost a lot to buy a water tanker for irrigation; the governmental entities ignore this reality.
We Venezuelans are going through one of the worst crises lack of medication, how to acquire to buy food products; since the salaries are too low, so as to be able to buy the products of the basic basket, it is necessary to try to live, and as it seems little lack of water and to complete lately we are living the lack of light.
Lord Jesus, do not abandon the Venezuelan people, put your hands and cover us with your cloak.
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