Legend has it that we Venezuelans ate Nutella ....
There was a time when Venezuelans ate and drank everything they wanted, they laughed more, and they were known as happy and vivacious people, rumberas and partiers, at some point Venezuela was known as The Earth that saw the birth of great artists, athletes, painters, writers, and above all for having the most beautiful women in the worl.
It is a pity that in these times we are known for the malnutrition of our children and mediocre speeches with misspellings.
The reason ????, has become a game of ball between Caracas and Magallanes, passing the ball, that if it is the fault of the oficialismo "Chavistas-Maduristas" or of the Opponents "To patrias Vendidos or Saviors of the mother country", Actually not even they know how to explain, one day we went to sleep with a dream and woke up to a nightmare.
Before, the freedom to be Venezuelan was simplified to where you were going to drink your beer from the weekend or with which you were going to eat that nutella, and that now they have become the transnocho of How to get the Passport
WE WERE HAPPY AND WE DID NOT KNOW IT
We woke up from a dream, the dream that promised us paradise, and the dream we call REVOLUTION offered us a country of equal conditions, where we ALL WOULD BE EQUAL, if that's okay just that I overlooked telling us that we would be the same but equally POOR, at the end of these years of REVOLUTION, when we realized that if we lived in simple things like washing our hair, it has become a crusade.
In the end our hobby has become before and after.
Before the Dream and after the nightmare, and we can only remember when we ate nutella with toasted bread ....
