Hola amigo espero estén muy bien, y ya tengan todo preparado para darles un detalle especial a sus madres, yo pienso que no necesariamente debe ser un regalo costoso a veces con solo regalarles tiempo de calidad, un abrazo, un beso, una comida, las cosas simples en ocasiones suelen ser muy valiosas y se atesoran en nuestros corazones. Durante mi edad escolar siempre hacían actividades en la escuela, pero mi mama es docente así que nunca podía asistir por que debía trabajar y homenajear a sus representantes siempre iba mi tía Miriam quien fue como mi segunda madres, así como la de muchos de mis primos, recuerdo que esos actos eran parecidos todos, bailes, obras de teatros interpretadas por los estudiantes y al final le regalabas a mama una tarjeta elaborada con mucho amor, ayer fue el acto en el colegio de mi hijo y salió totalmente de ese estereotipo de acto escolar.
Durante las semanas antes en la escuela nos pidieron una colaboración de 5 dólares, y las maestras nos insistían a diario que debíamos ir en ropa deportiva nada de tacones, además que sin niños yo estaba realmente intrigada, el jueves nos entregaron una especie de entrada con la que deberíamos asistir al evento, yo estaba emocionada pero desconcertada, llegue al colegio había una fila de mamas esperando por entrar me forme, casi inmediatamente entramos, nos recibieron las maestras cada una identificada con el grado, me chequearon en una lista e hicieron pasar hacia el área de cancha allí nos recibía una chica vestida de flor roja, nos tomaban una foto, y luego un video de esos 360 esa no me la hice porque me siento como expuesta en esas cosas no se será que soy muy tímida, pase a retirar mi desayuno unos ricos tequeños con su salsita de ajo y refresco, estaba delicioso, me senté a esperar que comenzara la actividad mientras observaba la decoración.
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Al rato ya todas las mamas habían entrado y se habían tomado su fotos, se monta el director a la tarima nos da la bienvenida, la felicitaciones y nos presenta a la una señora que nos va hacer una actividad especial, se me olvido decirle que debíamos llevar una toalla, un cojín e hidratación, yo muy juiciosa lleve todo. La señora nos saluda se presenta y nos dice que nos va a dar una terapia de inteligencia emocional e inteligencia espiritual, nos invita a sentarnos en el cojín a ponernos cómodas a soltar el celular y vivir la experiencia, nos dio instrucciones de como respirar, nos invitó a recorrer todo nuestro cuerpo siendo consciente de cada parte que lo conforman y agradeciendo por ellos, guiadas por su voz cerramos los ojos, nos imaginamos en un lugar agradable, sin ropa luego estábamos frente a un espejo viéndonos y preguntándonos quién soy? Que quiero? Dónde estoy?, nos invitó a luchar contra esos monstruos internos a gritar y dejar salir todo ese estrés que teníamos acumulado, al abrir los ojos nos dio palabras de amor, que día a día nos valoráramos como somos que amemos nuestro cuerpo, quienes somos y que en nuestra lista de personas que amamos debemos estar de segundos, porque primero debe estar Dios, porque para amar al prójimo primero debemos amarnos nosotros mismos.
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La actividad continuo nos invitaron a quedarnos sentadas entro una agrupación de música a darnos una serenata muy animada en realidad nada de mariachis, de verdad que la música se escuchaba muy bien, bailaban sus canciones, todas coreábamos las canciones, ya que eran baladas muy conocidas, todas aplaudíamos, disfrutamos cada momento. La agrupación termino su presentación, nos levantamos en la última canción y bailamos. Ya nos disponíamos a irnos cuando la dueña del colegio nos dice que todavía no nos vamos que pongamos nuestras cosas a un lado y que nos situemos en el centro de la cancha, así lo hicimos y entra 3 personas dos caballeros y una dama, se prendió la música muy movida, animada, comenzó el muchacho hablar y se daba inicio a la bailoterapia. Pero les cuento que había asistido a bailoterapia pero nada parecido a esto, eso era una fiesta, la energía que se sentía era muy buena, todas desbordadas de felicidad por la actividad, disfrutando al máximo, me conmovió mucho que una señora se me acerco y me dijo, si mis hijos no me hacen nada el domingo no importa porque hoy la pase muy bien ya me doy por celebrada, sus palabras me causaron emoción por que se cumplió el propósito del colegio que las mamas nos sintiéramos agasajadas y alegres.
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Fue una mañana diferente, me sorprendieron todas las actividades y la calidad de las mismas. Siento que fue una celebración donde cada mama se olvidó de los problemas que podíamos tener y nos dedicamos a disfrutar, al final de la actividad pasamos a los salones de clases y estaba el mejor regalo de la mañana me dieron una carta de puño y letra de mi hijo, la primera carta que escribe, eso me conmovió mucho, la atesorare por siempre, Con las palabras más hermosas del mundo. Además de eso nos dieron un ponquesito en forma de corazón Espero que todas las madres en su día vivan momentos hermosas llenos de lágrimas de felicidad.
la ultima foto es de las mamas del salón de mi hijo con las maestras. La luz no ayudo mucho.
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Las fotos fueron tomadas por mí en mi Redmi 9C y editadas en CANVA
NAHINEL SANCHEZ
English Version
Hello friend I hope you are very well, and already have everything ready to give a special detail to your mothers, I think it should not necessarily be an expensive gift sometimes just give them quality time, a hug, a kiss, a meal, simple things sometimes are often very valuable and are treasured in our hearts. During my school age there were always activities at school, but my mother is a teacher so she could never attend because she had to work and to honor her representatives always went my aunt Miriam who was like my second mother, as well as many of my cousins, I remember that these events were all similar, dances, plays performed by students and at the end you gave mom a card made with love, yesterday was the event at my son's school and totally out of that stereotype of school event.
During the weeks before in the school they asked us for a collaboration of 5 dollars, and the teachers insisted us daily that we should go in sport clothes, no heels, besides that without children I was really intrigued, on Thursday they gave us a kind of ticket with which we should attend the event, I was excited but puzzled, I arrived at the school there was a line of moms waiting to enter I formed, almost immediately we entered, We were received by the teachers, each one identified with the grade, they checked me on a list and made us go to the court area where we were received by a girl dressed in a red flower, they took a picture of us, and then a video of those 360 that I didn't take because I feel exposed in those things, I don't know if I am very shy, I went to get my breakfast, some delicious tequeños with garlic sauce and soda, it was delicious, I sat down to wait for the activity to begin while watching the decorations.
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After a while all the moms had already entered and had their pictures taken, the director got on the stage, he welcomed us, congratulated us and introduced us to a lady who was going to give us a special activity, I forgot to tell her that we had to bring a towel, a cushion and hydration, I very judiciously took everything. The lady greets us, introduces herself and tells us that she is going to give us a therapy of emotional intelligence and spiritual intelligence, she invites us to sit on the cushion to get comfortable, to let go of the cell phone and live the experience, she gave us instructions on how to breathe, she invited us to go through our whole body being aware of each part that conforms it and thanking for them, guided by her voice we closed our eyes, we imagined ourselves in a nice place, without clothes, then we were in front of a mirror seeing ourselves and asking ourselves who I am? What do I want? He invited us to fight against those internal monsters to scream and let out all the stress we had accumulated, when we opened our eyes he gave us words of love, that day by day we should value ourselves as we are, that we should love our body, who we are and that in our list of people we love we should be second, because first there must be God, because to love our neighbor we must first love ourselves.
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The activity continued, we were invited to stay seated and a music group came in to serenade us with a very lively serenade, actually no mariachis, the music was really good, they danced to their songs, we all chanted the songs, since they were very well known ballads, we all applauded, we enjoyed every moment. The group finished their presentation, we got up at the last song and danced. We were about to leave when the owner of the school told us that we were not leaving yet, that we should put our things aside and that we should place ourselves in the center of the court, so we did and 3 people entered, two gentlemen and a lady, the music was turned on, very lively, the boy began to talk and the dance therapy began. But I tell you that I had attended dance therapy but nothing like this, it was a party, the energy that was felt was very good, all overflowing with happiness for the activity, enjoying the most, I was very moved that a lady came up to me and said, if my children do not do anything on Sunday does not matter because today I had a great time and I am celebrated, his words caused me emotion because the purpose of the school was fulfilled that the moms we felt entertained and happy.
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It was a different morning, I was surprised by all the activities and the quality of them. I feel that it was a celebration where every mom forgot about the problems that we could have and we dedicated ourselves to enjoy, at the end of the activity we went to the classrooms and there was the best gift of the morning I was given a letter in my son's handwriting, the first letter he writes, that moved me very much, I will treasure it forever, with the most beautiful words in the world. In addition to that we were given a heart-shaped cupcake. I hope that all mothers on their day live beautiful moments full of tears of happiness.
The last picture is of the moms of my son's class with the teachers. The light did not help much
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The photos were taken by me on my Redmi 9C and edited in CANVA. the translation was done with Deepl
NAHINEL SANCHEZ