Hola, que tal? bienvenidos a mi blog!
Espero se encuentren bien, en compañía de sus seres queridos y gozando de buena salud; hoy me sumo a la iniciativa propuesta por @ tibaire, en la comunidad #holos&lotus: conversando con mis ancestros, mis hermanas mis primeras amigas!
Hello, how are you? welcome to my blog!
I hope you are well, in the company of your loved ones and enjoying good health; today I join the initiative proposed by @ tibaire, in the #holos&lotus community: talking with my ancestors, my sisters my first friends!
Tuve la dicha de nacer en una familia, de 5 hijas, donde yo soy la segunda; son muchos los recuerdos que tengo con mis hermanas; comenzaré por contarles que, a pesar de que somos 5, muy poco peleabamos entre nosotras, siempre estabamos jugando juntas!
Pasábamos las tardes, atrapando avispas en un frasco, a pleno sol, nosotras cazando avispas, jajaj, otro juego que nos gustaba mucho era la bodega, recogíamos latas y botellas, y una era la dueña de la bodega, y las otras 4, eran los clientes; los billetes eran hojas de mango; que tiempos aquellos!
Recuerdo que a mi papá no le gustaba que nos bañaramos en la lluvia, pero a nosotras nos gustaba mucho, así, que, si llovia y papá estaba en su cuarto, saliamos corriendo afuera a bañarnos en la lluvia y cuando papá salía del cuarto corriamos y nos metíamos las 5 al baño y que a bañarnos, y así nos librabamos del castigo, jejeje.
I had the joy of being born in a family of 5 daughters, where I am the second one; there are many memories I have with my sisters; I will start by telling you that, even though we are 5, we rarely fought among us, we were always playing together!
We spent the afternoons catching wasps in a jar, in the sun, we were hunting wasps, hahahah, another game we liked a lot was the bodega, we collected cans and bottles, and one was the owner of the bodega, and the other 4, were the customers; the tickets were mango leaves; what times those were!
I remember that my dad didn't like us to bathe in the rain, but we liked it very much, so, if it rained and dad was in his room, we would run outside to bathe in the rain and when dad came out of the room we would run and all 5 of us would go into the bathroom and bathe, and that way we would get rid of the punishment, hehehehe.
Son muchas las cosas que pudiera escribir sobre mis hermanas, tantas anecdotas, tantos recuerdos, momentos buenos y malos, que son para mí un gran tesoro!
¿Que aprendimos con los hermanos?
Son nuestros cómplices, y nuestros primeros amigos; tengo una hermana (la cuarta), que siempre que mi poapá nos iba a castigar, ella salía con argumentos y se defendía y nos defendía, y muchas veces, nos libró del castigo.
Tuvimos la dicha de ser todas hembras, y con pocos años de diferencias, y teníamos la opción de prestarnos la ropa y los zapatos, y nos cuidabamos unas a otras; recuerdo que a mi hermana mayor le encargaron a la hermana número 4, en el sentido de lavarle la ropa y estar pendiente de su aseo, y a mi, me encargaron la menor; y siempre nos reíamos de la tercera, porque le decíamos que ella se cuidaba sola, jajaja.
Si hubo entre nosotras algunas peleas, pero realmente fueron muy pocas, el día se nos iba era jugando, y cuando fuimos creciendo, en ayuarcon las tareas del hogar; siempre fuimos unidas; una anecdota muy particular es con mi hermana mayor que la inscribieron en primer grado y a mi en preescolar, y no hubo forma e que ella estuviese en su salon porque quería estar en mi salón; así que, cuando yo inicié el primer grado, ella inició conmigo, y estudiamos juntas!
There are so many things I could write about my sisters, so many anecdotes, so many memories, so many good and bad moments that are a great treasure for me!
What did we learn with our brothers?
They are our accomplices, and our first friends; I have a sister (the fourth one), that whenever my poapa was going to punish us, she came out with arguments and defended herself and defended us, and many times, she got us out of the punishment.
We had the joy of being all females, and with few years of differences, and we had the option of lending each other our clothes and shoes, and we took care of each other; I remember that my older sister was in charge of sister number 4, in the sense of washing her clothes and taking care of her grooming, and I was in charge of the youngest; and we always laughed at the third one, because we told her that she took care of herself, hahaha.
There were some fights between us, but really they were very few, the day was spent playing, and when we grew up, helping with the housework; we were always united; a very particular anecdote is with my older sister who was enrolled in first grade and me in preschool, and there was no way for her to be in her classroom because she wanted to be in my classroom; so, when I started first grade, she started with me, and we studied together!
¿Qué representan para ti tus hermanos?
Esa mano amiga, que siempre estará allí cuando la necesite; de hecho, recuerdo que cuando quedé em,barazada de mi primer hijo (yo fui la primera en tener hijos) mis hermanas enloquecieron totalmente; yo vivia en Maturin, y me mandaban paquetes con regalos para el bébe; y de mi segundo hijo, que ya vivia en el mismo pueblo con ellas, me cuidaron en toda la recuperación.
Ahorita, casi no nos vemos, porque vivimos en lugares diferentes, pero siempre nos comunicamos; de hecho, cuando me llaman o yo las llamo mi esposo dice. esto es para largo! jajaj
What do your siblings represent to you?
That helping hand, that will always be there when I need it; in fact, I remember that when I was pregnant with my first child (I was the first one to have children) my sisters went totally crazy; I lived in Maturin, and they sent me packages with gifts for the baby; and for my second child, who already lived in the same town with them, they took care of me throughout the recovery.
Now, we hardly see each other, because we live in different places, but we always communicate; in fact, when they call me or I call them my husband says. this is for a long time! jajaj
¨No somos gemelas¨
Una anecdota muy particular que me sucede con mi cuarta hermana, que vive en el mismo pueblo, es que siempre nos confunden, yo soy maestra, y a veces me llama reida para contarme que se le acercan a preguntarle asuntos de la clase y ella les responde como si fuera yo! jajaj, es algo increíble pero le pasa tanto a ella como a mi a pesar de que le llevo 3 años de diferencia!
Qué opinan ustedes será que nos parecemos tanto, cómo para que nos confundan?
We are not twins
A very particular anecdote that happens to me with my fourth sister, who lives in the same town, is that they always confuse us, I am a teacher, and sometimes she calls me laughing to tell me that they approach her to ask her about class matters and she answers them as if she were me! hahah, it is something incredible but it happens to her as much as to me even though I am 3 years apart!
What do you think, could it be that we are so much alike, how do you think?
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