¡Hola! Antes que todo quiero presentarme ante esta comunidad.
Soy Jean Carlos, me gusta escribir historias y hoy les traigo una, espero que sea de su agrado. Así que comencemos.
Thomas era un niño que desde pequeño se interesó por la lectura y la escritura, él vivía en un pueblo humilde, donde ayudaba a sus padres con los quehaceres del hogar y del campo, ya que tenían una granja con animales como vacas, ovejas, gallinas.
! [Version in English]I am Jean Carlos, I like to write stories and today I bring you one, I hope you like it. So let's start. Thomas was a boy who was interested in reading and writing from a young age, he lived in a humble village, where he helped his parents with household chores and in the fields, as they had a farm with animals such as cows, sheep, and chickens.
Lo que más le gustaba a él eran los caballos, ya que por las tardes siempre le gustaba ir a un sitio donde podía estar a solas, lejos de todo ese ruido y podía leer esos libros que tanto lo apasionaban y que había conseguido en una biblioteca pública que estaba en la ciudad más cercana, a la cual solo podía ir acompañado de su padre. Aprovechando que solo lo hacían para vender sus productos como leche, queso, etc., que ellos hacian, y con eso tenían para su sustento.
! [Version in English]What he liked most were the horses, as in the evenings he always liked to go to a place where he could be alone, far from all that noise and could read those books that he was so passionate about and that he had gotten in a public library that was in the nearest city, to which he could only go accompanied by his father. Taking advantage that they only did it to sell their products like milk, cheese, etc., that they manufactured, and with that, they had for their livelihood.
Thomas siempre tenía a mano su libreta de anotaciones, en donde guardaba toda su inspiración, escribía cosas que llegaban a su mente en ese sitio de paz donde él iba a diario. Poemas y versos inspirados en la naturaleza y en esas maravillosas historias que podía leer en esos libros. En su mente soñaba con un día poder ir a la universidad y graduarse de escritor. Su madre, maestra de escuela ya retirada, era quien lo ayudaba con sus tareas de clases, vio en él desde pequeño ese impulso por la escritura.
! [Version in English]Thomas always had his notebook on hand, where he kept all his inspiration, writing things that came to his mind in that place of peace where he went daily. Poems and verses inspired by nature and those wonderful stories he could read in those books. In his mind, he dreamed of one day being able to go to university and graduate as a writer. His mother, a retired school teacher, was the one who helped him with his school tasks, seeing in him that writing drive since he was young.
Hablando con su esposo, decidieron enviarlo a la ciudad para que tuviera más posibilidades de graduarse y cumplir su sueño.
Y así fue, a Thomas lo enviaron con su tía quien tenía una casa en la ciudad, ahí comenzó a compartir con sus primos, quienes al principio les costó adaptarse a su presencia, pero que con el tiempo se les hizo más familiar y lo ayudaron a desenvolverse tanto en la escuela como en ese ambiente que era muy diferente a como él estaba acostumbrado en el campo.
! [Version in English]Speaking with her husband, they decided to send him to the city to have more opportunities to graduate and fulfill his dream. And so it was, Thomas was sent to his aunt's house in the city, where he began to share with his cousins, who at first found it difficult to adapt to his presence, but over time they became more familiar with him and helped him to navigate both at school and in that environment, which was very different from what he was used to in the countryside.
Algo que él siempre extrañaba era ese lugar donde él podía sentirse libre de escribir.
Cada mes, sus padres, al venir a la ciudad a vender sus productos, pasaban a visitarlo y ver cómo estaba, eso lo ponía muy feliz, ya que al menos podía verlos. Con el tiempo Thomas logró pasar de grados y fue creciendo y desarrollando su capacidad de poder componer lindos poemas, los cuales los tenía guardados desde pequeño en su libreta de anotaciones.
! [Version in English]Something he always missed was that place where he could feel free to write. Every month, his parents, when they came to the city to sell their products, would stop to visit him and see how he was, which made him very happy, as he could at least see them. Over time, Thomas managed to move up in grades and he was growing and developing his ability to compose beautiful poems, which he had been keeping since he was little in his notebook.
Pasaron los años y ya estando en la universidad, en el día de graduación, sus padres vinieron a acompañarlo, fue toda una celebración. Ya no era un niño inocente que tenía temores en una ciudad, tan grande para él, era ese hombre de buen corazón, bien educado y bien formado, el cual tenía la capacidad de componer lindas letras y que todos admiraban.
! [Version in English]Years went by and now being in college, on graduation day, his parents came to accompany him, it was a celebration. He was no longer an innocent child who had fears in a city so big to him, he was that kind-hearted, well-educated, and well-formed man who had the ability to compose beautiful lines that everyone admired.
Ese día pudo volver a su pueblo natal y regresar a ese sitio donde se sentó sobre la grama y a su mente llegó este lindo escrito. Pero ojo pasó algo distinto, esta vez Thomas no llegó solo, pues no, venía acompañado de su novia, sí, era una chica que había conocido y se habían enamorado en la ciudad. Él le había hablado tanto de ese lugar, que decidieron visitarlo. Ella se llamaba María y las letras iban dedicadas a ese amor que él sentía por ella. Y al verla en medio de aquellas flores saltaron a su mente, estás letras.
! [Version in English]That day he was able to return to his hometown and go back to that place where he sat on the grass and this beautiful piece came to his mind. But wait, something different happened, this time Thomas didn't come alone, no, he came with his girlfriend, yes, she was a girl he had met and fallen in love with in the city. He had talked so much to her about that place, that they decided to visit it. Her name was Maria and the words were dedicated to that love he felt for her. And seeing her among those flowers, these words jumped into his mind.
"Hoy en medio de tan bellas flores veo brillar dos lindos luceros, ellos iluminan mi vida y hacen mis días más eternos, eternos como este amor que siento por este ser, que ha cambiado mi vida y que me ha hecho creer, creer que existen los ángeles al ver tanta hermosura, son los ojos de María que al verlos a mí me deslumbran y me hacen amarla más, pues resaltan su dulzura, esa dulzura que me hace enamorarme más cada día y es por eso que en medio de este paisaje
le Confieso mi amor con locura"
! [Version in English]Today, in the midst of such beautiful flowers, I see two cute bright stars shining, they light up my life and make my days more eternal, eternal like this love I feel for this being, who has changed my life and made me believe, believe that angels exist when seeing so much beauty, they are Maria's eyes that dazzle me and make me love her more, highlighting her sweetness, that sweetness that makes me fall more in love every day, and that's why in the midst of this landscape, I confess my love to her madly.
! [Version in English]Immediately he took out an engagement ring from his pocket and knelt in front of his girlfriend, he proposed to her, which made Maria blush, she accepted his proposal by telling him that she was also in love with him and wanted to spend the rest of their lives together.
! [Version in English]All the preparations were made and on a cool, cloudy day Thomas and María got married, it was a very happy day for that lovely couple, who celebrated their wedding union in style with all their family and friends.
! [Version in English]You may wonder what happened to all the writings that Thomas had saved in his notebook? Well, they turned into a book that he was able to publish, which achieved many sales and he was widely recognized as a famous and great writer. This book was titled
My safe place, in honor of that place that inspired him to write for a long time and brought out the best poems in him, captured on the pages of that book.
Todos en algún momento de nuestras vidas buscamos y encontramos Ese lugar seguro en donde podemos estar en paz, lejos de todo el ruido del día a día y que para algunos se convierte en ese sitio de inspiración. Para mí es un lugar en completo silencio, para otros es escuchando música. ¿Y tú tienes tu sitio seguro? Te leo en los comentarios...
! [Version in English]At some point in our lives, we all seek and find that safe place where we can be at peace, away from all the noise of day-to-day life, and for some, it becomes a place of inspiration. For me, it's a place of complete silence, for others, it's listening to music. Do you have your safe place? I'll read you in the comments...
textos traducidos con la IA de monica.
! [Version in English]The images were created with Bing's artificial intelligence and edited in Photoshop. Banners and separators created in Canva. The story and verses are my own.
