A la casa de la abuela, llegó la tía Mercedes, con mi nuevo primo Jorge. Él apenas tendrá unos 5 meses y mis tío lo trajeron de Barquisimeto, para que la familia lo conozca acá en la capital. Cuando llegué a la casa de la abuela, me reuní con mis otros primos, y después de un rato, nos llevaron a conocer a Jorge.

Me dio mucha curiosidad, ya que Jorge, estaba dormido en la cama de mi abuela, y la luz del sol que entraba por la ventana, tocaba su rostro, y su piel se veía brillante, y sus mejillas se veían gorditas como si fueran unas acemitas andinas. Lo cierto es que mi primito, se veía muy lindo mientras dormía en la cama.

Jorge, era el primer hijo de mi tía Mercedes, y según decían los tíos mientras conversaban, les había costado mucho ami tía y su esposo tener un bebé. Y lo cierto es que, Jorge, llenaba con su risa y sus balbuceos,de alegría y de esperanza, a todos los adultos de la familia. Que estaban reunidos en la sala de estar de la casa de la abuela.

Recuerdo que ese día era un domingo, y mis tías preparaban una gran comida, mientras mi abuela, estaba con Jorge en los brazos, cantándole canciones de cuna. Y esas, eran las mismas canciones que le cantaron a mi hermanito, y seguramente, también eran las mismas que me cantaron a mí, así, que esas canciones, eran tan viejas como la casa de mi abuela.

Recuerdo mucho, que los tíos decían que había que trabajar y que había que hacer todo lo posible, para que los niños no pasaran trabajo, y tuviesen las comodidades que ellos no tuvieron. Y yo y mis primos, no sabíamos de que se quejaban, ya que nosotros la estábamos pasando muy bien, comiendo y jugando, mientras. Los tíos hablaban y las tías, cuidaban a Jorgito.

Después, al final de la comida, cuando todos estábamos reunidos, los abuelos, mis padres y los tíos, comenzaron a hablar del futuro, y de lo que sería nuestra vida, de los que estudiaríamos y de lo que haríamos. Y lo cierto fue que yo y mis primos nos aburrimos enormemente, hasta que nuestro primo mayor, pidió la palabra, y pidió permiso para que fuésemos a jugar.

Así, fue como conocí a mi primos Jorgito, estando de visita en la casa de mi abuela, con toda la familia. Mientras jugaba, y escuchaba a los adultos decir cosas que no me interesaban, de lo que yo y mis primos íbamos a hacer con nuestra vida.

Gracias por leerme.

At Grandma's house, Aunt Mercedes arrived, with my new cousin Jorge. He will only be about 5 months old and my uncles brought him from Barquisimeto, so that the family can get to know him here in the capital. When I arrived at Grandma's house, I met up with my other cousins, and after a while, they took us to meet Jorge.

It made me very curious, since Jorge, was asleep in my grandmother's bed, and the sunlight coming through the window, was touching his face, and his skin looked shiny, and his cheeks looked chubby as if they were some Andean acemitas. The truth is that my little cousin, he looked very cute while he was sleeping in bed.

Jorge, was the first child of my aunt Mercedes, and according to the uncles while they were talking, it had taken a lot for my aunt and her husband to have a baby. And the truth is that, Jorge, filled all the adults in the family with his laughter and his babbling, with joy and hope. Who were gathered in the living room of Grandma's house.

I remember that day was a Sunday, and my aunts were preparing a big meal, while my grandmother was with Jorge in her arms, singing lullabies to him. And those were the same songs they sang to my little brother, and they were probably the same ones they sang to me, so those songs were as old as my grandmother's house.

I remember a lot, that the uncles said that you had to work and that you had to do everything possible, so that the children would not spend work, and would have the comforts that they did not have. And me and my cousins, we didn't know what they were complaining about, since we were having a great time, eating and playing, while. The uncles talked and the aunts took care of Jorgito.

Then, at the end of the meal, when we were all gathered, the grandparents, my parents and uncles, began to talk about the future, and what our life would be, about who we would study and what we would do. And the truth was that me and my cousins were bored tremendously, until our older cousin, asked for the floor, and asked permission for us to go play.

That's how I met my cousins Jorgito, while visiting my grandmother's house, with the whole family. While I was playing, and listening to the adults say things that didn't interest me, about what me and my cousins were going to do with our life.

Thanks for reading me.