En la sala múltiple del Liceo se celebraba un matiné (evento musical), en el que se presentarían varias bandas musicales, entre las cuales estaba una banda de Rock, que eran los organizadores de la actividad, con el fin de recolectar fondos para la graduación de los futuros bachilleres en ciencia del plantel, por lo que había que pagar las entradas para contribuir con el objetivo.
Pero como siempre nunca faltan los que hacen trampas y los que nos prestamos para ello, porque aunque yo sí pagué mi entrada, colabore para que mis amigos que no tenían dinero para pagar pasaran.
¿Cómo lo hice? El sello húmedo que me colocaron en el brazo, yo se los pegaba en sus brazos que también estaban mojados del calor, je, je, je… Y ellos felices, ¿alguna vez hicieron esta trampa?.
In the multiple room of the Liceo a matinee (musical event) was held, in which several musical bands would perform, among which was a Rock band, who were the organizers of the activity, in order to raise funds for the graduation of future high school graduates in science of the campus, so you had to pay the tickets to contribute to the goal.
But as always, there are always those who cheat and those of us who lend ourselves to it, because although I did pay my entrance fee, I collaborated so that my friends who did not have money to pay could pass.
How did I do it? The wet stamp that they put on my arm, I stuck them on their arms that were also wet from the heat, heh, heh, heh... And they were happy, did they ever do this cheating?
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Algunas cosas de las que recuerdo de aquel día fue como bailaba con una amiga, ya estaba grandecita (14 años) y no bailaba con varones, me daba pena. Pero estaban sonando unos merengues Dominicanos tan buenos que los pies me picaban por bailar, no me quedaba más que hacerlo con mi amiga Amelia, las dos agarradas de las manos nos movíamos al son de la música y los demás nos miraban cómo que fuéramos bichos raros.
Mientras bailábamos, estaban en los preparativos de los equipos e integrantes de la banda de Rock, luego paran la música, para anunciar que ya iban a cantar.
Some of the things I remember from that day was how I danced with a friend, I was already a big girl (14 years old) and I didn't dance with boys, I was ashamed. But they were playing some Dominican merengues so good that my feet itched to dance, I had no choice but to do it with my friend Amelia, the two of us holding hands we moved to the music and the others looked at us as if we were weirdos.
While we were dancing, they were preparing the equipment and members of the rock band, then they stopped the music to announce that they were going to sing.
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Fue el mejor momento de aquella tarde, porque el cantante del grupo, me dejó impactada con su presencia, era un chico demasiado lindo, guapo, alto, de piel canela, una cabellera algo larga, con unos ojos negro, azabache como su pelo, sus dientes sobresaltaban de lo blanco de su sonrisa.
Y ni se diga de su voz, aunque de un género que no escuchaba mucho, de solo escucharlo hasta me gustó. Sus dedos se deslizaban por la guitarra como pez en el agua, vibraba todo su cuerpo al tocarla, mientras cantaba, se le notaba la euforia que sentía por la música.
Me sentía tan emocionada, me gusto a primera vista, sentir esa sensación por un chico, era algo extraño en mí, disfrute de su música, el grupo lo hizo muy bien, todos los aplaudimos y le pedíamos más (otra, otra, otra…)
Pregunte entre mis compañeras si lo conocían, me dicen que era de un grado menor que el mío, pero se veía grande, un moreno de lo más bueno. El evento fue un viernes y ya estaba ansiosa por volverlo a ver en las horas de clases la próxima semana.
It was the best moment of that afternoon, because the singer of the group, left me shocked with his presence, he was a very cute guy, handsome, tall, with cinnamon skin, a long hair, with black eyes, jet black like his hair, his teeth stood out from the white of his smile.
Not to mention his voice, although of a genre I didn't listen to much, just listening to it I even liked it. His fingers glided across the guitar like fish in water, his whole body vibrated when he played it, while he sang, you could feel the euphoria he felt for the music.
I felt so excited, I liked it at first sight, to feel that feeling for a boy, it was something strange in me, I enjoyed his music, the group did very well, we all applauded them and asked for more (another one, another one, another one...).
I asked among my classmates if they knew him, they told me he was a grade lower than mine, but he looked great, a really good brunette. The event was on a Friday and I was already looking forward to seeing him again during class time next week.
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Para ir al liceo el día lunes, me arreglé un poco más que de costumbre, rogando a Dios volverlo a ver. Pero por más que afine la vista entre tantos alumnos caminando en todas las direcciones por aquellos largos pasillos del colegio, No lo logre ver, además nada más podía hacer mi búsqueda en los 10 minutos que daban de receso entre clases, no me saltaba ninguna, como si lo hacían otras compañeras para echar bromas o salir con sus novios.
Así pasaron varios días, por más que lo buscaba no lo veía, lo que si sentía era esas ganas de ver eso ojazos negros. Seguí indagando, me enteré de que estaba repitiendo 3.er año y solo veía las dos materias que le habían quedado, por eso no lograba coincidir con él. Que suerte la mía. Por lo menos, me tranquilizaba que no era menor que yo.
Cuando logre saber su horario, me propuse verlo a la salida de su clase de matemáticas, ese día lleve un lindo peinado, me hice muchos moñitos en el cabello con unas colas blancas, parecía que tenía bolas de algodón en el cabello, que inocente yo, mi apariencia era de una niña, poco apetecible para los chicos, eso sí linda como una Barbie, pero niña al fin.
To go to school on Monday, I dressed up a little more than usual, praying to God that I would see him again. But no matter how much I sharpened my eyes among so many students walking in all directions through those long corridors of the school, I couldn't see him, besides I could only do my search in the 10 minutes of recess between classes, I didn't skip any of them, as other classmates did to play jokes or go out with their boyfriends.
Several days went by, no matter how hard I looked for him I couldn't see him, what I did feel was the desire to see those big black eyes. I continued to investigate, I found out that he was repeating 3rd year and only saw the two subjects he had left, that's why I couldn't see him. Lucky me. At least I was reassured that he was not younger than me.
When I got to know his schedule, I decided to see him at the exit of his math class, that day I wore a nice hairstyle, I made many buns in my hair with white tails, it seemed that I had cotton balls in my hair, how innocent I was, my appearance was of a girl, unappetizing for boys, but cute as a Barbie, but a girl at last.
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Eran las 10 a.m. cuando el muchacho que tanto estaba esperando ver, salió del salón con su camisa azul y el cabello bien peinado que le cubría los ojos y mientras conversaba con sus amigos de algo gracioso, porque sonreía a carcajadas. Yo desde lejos solo lo miraba con una alegría que se me salía por los poros, pero en silencio que no se me notara.
Eso mismo hice por mucho tiempo verlo desde lejos, con ganas de decirle algo, pero ni siquiera conocía o trataba con sus amigos para hacer una conexión, únicamente me conformaba con esas mariposas en el estómago que tanto nombran y certifico que es así, revoloteaban dentro de mí con nada más pensarlo.
Ni se diga cuando lo veía, el corazón se me quería salir del pecho, no había tenido novios, ni ningún contacto cercano con los hombres, exclusivamente iba a ver mis clases, mi falta de experiencia y de picardía no me permitieron hacerme notar.
It was 10 a.m. when the boy I was waiting so long to see, came out of the room with his blue shirt and his hair well combed that covered his eyes and while he was talking with his friends about something funny, because he was smiling loudly. From afar I just watched him with a joy that came out of my pores, but silently so that it would not be noticed.
That's what I did for a long time, watching him from afar, wanting to tell him something, but I didn't even know or deal with his friends to make a connection, I was only satisfied with those butterflies in my stomach that they say so much and I certify that it is so, they fluttered inside me with nothing more than thinking about it.
Not to mention when I saw him, my heart wanted to burst out of my chest, I had not had boyfriends, nor any close contact with men, I was only going to see my classes, my lack of experience and mischief did not allow me to be noticed.
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Un día una amiga me invitó a sus 15 años, una celebración sencilla que le hicieron sus padres con mucho amor, ella estaba linda con un hermoso vestido y rodeada de muchos amigos, era mucho más sociable. Mi sorpresa fue que en la fiesta estaba Emerson, el chico que me traía enamorada.
Hay fue cuando toque su mano cuando me lo presentó, no quería ni soltarlo de la emoción, entablamos una conversación con un grupo de amigos, yo feliz. Me di cuenta de que no llevo novia, tampoco lo vi en clase con una joven en particular.
Me invitó a bailar y yo con pena de aceptar la invitación, pues no bailaba con chicos, mi amiga me insistió que lo aceptará que ya estaba grande y además sabia bailar. Agarró mi mano y un merengue estaba sonando, muy movido, me encantaba esa música y comenzamos a bailar, sentir sus brazos abrazando mi cuerpo y los míos abrazando su cuello Me hacía temblar, no sé si lo noto.
No sé si era una colonia o era su olor particular, pero ahora que les escribo aún lo recuerdo, es su olor y quedo grabado en mí, como aquel día, que fue el único en donde estuvimos así de cerca y el calor de su cara pegada a la mía fue suficiente para sentirme en la Gloria…
One day a friend invited me to her 15th birthday party, a simple celebration that her parents made for her with a lot of love, she was beautiful with a beautiful dress and surrounded by many friends, she was much more sociable. My surprise was that at the party was Emerson, the boy who had me in love.
There was when I touched his hand when he introduced me to him, I didn't even want to let him go because of the excitement, we started a conversation with a group of friends, I was happy. I realized that he didn't have a girlfriend, nor did I see him in class with a particular girl.
He asked me to dance and I was reluctant to accept the invitation, since I didn't dance with boys, my friend insisted that I would accept him because he was already old and knew how to dance. She grabbed my hand and a merengue was playing, very moving, I loved that music and we began to dance, feeling her arms hugging my body and mine hugging her neck made me tremble, I do not know if I noticed.
I don't know if it was a cologne or it was his particular smell, but now that I am writing I still remember it, it is his smell and it remains engraved in me, like that day, which was the only one where we were that close and the warmth of his face close to mine was enough to make me feel in Glory...
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Si, eso fue todo, mi inmadurez o simplemente que no se fijó en mí, no llego a más nada y yo quedé enamorada sola….
Yes, that was it, my immaturity or simply that he didn't notice me, it didn't come to anything else and I was in love alone....
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! La vida no es fácil!| Life is not easy!
Disfruta de los pequeños momentos.| Enjoy the little moments
Dios te Bendiga. | God bless you.
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