This phrase came to me in middle of the night, I suppose, that it was precisely in those minutes that no one is awake or asleep ... So, like when you unconscious demand to be heard, but more than So, be remembered.
ever wrote-Wish-hopefully it's not possible to forget everything you think, so write it then, so always remember. Is that it can be a real genius when no one sees you when no one hears you when you breathe pure loneliness, that it is accompanied by the solitude of your room, sometimes so forgotten, sometimes so longed. Although you can get to shine thanks to the solidarity of a muse, when someone feels or has quit. I hope not read as a mouthful, is complicated and I know, but is also reflective, so I wanted to start writing it this way.
Earlier in the morning I made a few comments in Twitter, and came to the momentous conclusion that little is not living with an odyssey, as many of us think just before trying.
Let me explain ...
I want to talk about culture, or way of life with which pass the days, months and years in this corner of the planet that I moved about a month and a half, Africa-Kenya.
I'm in the land where it all began, where it is believed he was born the first man (or ape) ... The one who raised his flag hoisted on his back that pride, that he breathed the air of a pure land, that he walked plains and mountains barefoot, which colonized knowledge that yes, the same, the ancestor of every one of us ... the first of many, the latest of many.
In fact, Close to Stellah (The town where I live) is the border with Ethiopia and in that neighboring country, was found the fossil "Lucy", who was the first Australopithecus (God knows the exact science that's it, I just researched via google lol)
A My point is convergence that we all have a common origin and that the obvious alternative is cultural evolution, regardless of every continent, country, or land, has reached. Ie, inside the same human beings we are, outside, we vary in shades and colors ... and varied, because our stories are not the same, our cultures are not the same, our beliefs, our motives, our objectives are the same , and consiéntanme tell you that, dear friends, what makes us special ... We are differently the same, so big!
Many Africans have the mistaken idea that only white-skinned people can get to succeed in life, that black will always be poor, almost a vassal of his own mistakes and grudges. I've tried, really I tried, to explain that the reality is different, which may arise if a person is commitment to the development of whatever activity you do, that life is predestined pattern, and for that reason any can change history ... and they know it, because we love Obama. However, I am absolutely sure that none of them try to emulate the feat of the American dream hit by a son of this land Kenyan. Like I still love, just follow him idolizing, believing that the black of the white house will change the world in one or two terms and will do so on behalf of Africa, on behalf of the land of his father, Kenya.
This tendency to self-denigration, it bothers me. I'm trying to eradicate from the minds of my children so when I touch back, at least I leave with the assurance that they will fight to the end for what they want. I have planned to make a poster with pictures of each of them, putting aside the name of the profession who aspire to have, so you never forget, that always dream.
do not want my children to feel stuck in a paradigm wrong, I want to idealize and to work to achieve their goals, achieve them.
On the other hand, as collective knowledge, Africa is a poor continent, therefore, life here is much more limited than in a country like Venezuela, even though the latter is underdeveloped ... Let's say that Africa, more specifically Kenya is the lack of Venezuela raised the bucket, and have many more gaps, I suppose, were eradicated in my country long before I was born. Let's also say that living in Kenya is to live as he lived in Venezuela in the 20 or 30, with much more poverty, many, many more.
For example, Kenya has yet to hit children in school when they do something wrong, as they lived through many of our parents in the 60's and 70's. In Kenya, the sex is more taboo topic. I recently saw an American movie (gringo) I brought from Venezuela, with twin daughters aged 22, from the nurse at the orphanage, it is noteworthy that some children had joined our enjoyment evening, the thing is, when there was a kissing scene, an act of love or a sexual encounter, the young adult children asked them to plug their eyes or that they leave the room (which also came to pass in Venezuela in their respective time) (and note that it was a pornographic movie, just kissing, going to bed and dawn) However, when the scene was fighting, bitterness, hatred, and killings, no one did anything to prevent children witnessed such a spill blood. I, and who knows me knows that is as normal for me, I thought perhaps that was precisely the reason why this world is so corrupted by evil and war, and that is why we find it so easy to forget how important it is to love. I do not know, I say, may be wrong. On the other hand, an important point of relevance is that in Kenya, homosexuality is paid with jail.
Although the focus of this story is another, is trying to write according to my understanding, what is that to live with little, and what is that to enjoy life when you live that way.
low is to have no amenities at the point of Tobit bathing water, sleeping on foam mattresses (if they are lucky enough to have mattresses), is to use rainwater for drinking and cooking, not having more than five garments, and had only a pair of sandals.
low is always eating the same food, work every day to live tomorrow, is herding the ground with their feet to get water is to ignore comfort.
low is to live with certain limitations that make the day a little longer and make the night a much more profound for the rest.
But to live with something, also means to live more in touch with yourself ... with your movements, your effort, your will and your faith.
Living is also low live more in touch with nature and use it to survive (Use rain water, cooking with wood and coal).
live with little, to live having everything needed for the night becomes day.
is to come live with little of nothing, which can make you happy.
Living With little is going to church every Sunday to be thankful that you are alive.
Africa to live with something is to live ... for better or for worse, is just that, live.
And I
I enjoy learning how to live well.
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