Many of the children who lived in that distant kingdom called Venezuela, liked to spend hours of fun pretending to be adults .
Children who lived in that kingdom far, far away, I liked to play doctors, businessmen, teachers, journalists, or, in general, chose to "exercise" the race than their parents exercised.
Many children the Kingdom of Venezuela, believed that if they dreamed of being somebody in life, in spite of everything, one day the dream would come true, however, another group of children was not. The latter had the need to combat what seemed that fate had proposed as a way of life, had the challenge of transforming the future to make it much more adaptable to these fantasies that even as children they had. Them, the less fortunate, in that sense not only to money-social facilities had their parents could provide for a learning and transform a race that children play on a reality adult a reality that made them happy, capable, and as invincible as the superhero in the afternoon saw on television.
to the delight of many resource-poor farmers, their children, who had decided to go find the never-never land, had returned with the story of how they managed to consolidate the feat to change their stars, having struggled with the huge dragon that some used to call "compliance" and some others preferred name "resignation" and that all, absolutely all members of the different kingdoms Far feared.
It was not an unfettered history, but who was said to have the courage to dare, was very, very possible, that dreams of returning with a hand drawn and decorated with a great smile.
But the world had a lot of invisible borders, many different cultures, endless land, indelible generations, law, society, history ...
For that reason, at times, it was necessary that persons of different Kingdoms will take a small moment of time to look beyond the mountains that surrounded his land.
Very, very far from the former United Venezuela called, was a kingdom called Kenya, where many white knights and maidens unique, had decided to travel to explore the wonders in the United Kingdom that could be heard to say that this place was called Kenya.
in that kingdom far-black and surrounded by a history of colonization and battle between brothers, ethnically different, but at the end of the brothers could hear some lackeys have different life histories of those who lived there .
After trying to sail the seas to the land of the village of Stellah, many outsiders were interested in learning about the cultures that made their kingdoms so different, and the stories they had marked the life of the people.
Once, we listened to an old servant told the following story:
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ska Pili lived high on a hill in a place called Happy Home, she was a girl of about thirteen years old, tall and thin, excited eyes sparkled and a smile so huge as the immensity of the sea in infinite consciousness. Abib, whose real name was Dady, and Babu were the younger brothers of Aska; them, despite fellowship among brothers, they maintained a close relationship with her older sister.
Aska was a small mom when it came to the relationship he had with his younger siblings. Body was an adult child, a girl playing at being adults.
the evening, while returning from school, like all children living in Happy Home, Aska was responsible for washing their clothes, but also she had to wash clothes for younger siblings. Almost always could be heard shouting from the rooftops a thundering: "Abibooooooo" in order that the child give her dirty clothes, so she could start her routine.
sometimes gave the impression that Aska felt deeply the freedom of being a child when I was in college, but when he came home, somehow, was transformed into the adult woman who was sincere devotion to ensure the welfare of his brothers.
The orphanage children usually express openly that he had Aska capacity to love their brothers, for he seemed always concerned about issues that concerned them.
Occasionally, some of Auntys caregivers for children at the orphanage, I was struck to see her clean the room when it was time for his brother Babu.
apparently caring for their siblings, had become part of the routine that some like to call life, and feel good being with them, worry about them, and live for them, was all that mattered this girl of thirteen who played at being an adult, playing a mom.
The small mom had won the hearts of Giuliana aunty, not only to demonstrate that love had no boundaries or paradigms, but by taking a role as beautiful and unique, to prove that life is but the love you give to live, and believe in their power to improve the welfare of their siblings, children at times, family always and forever.
Giuliana Aunty was quite proud of Aska, and felt very grateful that this girl from the Far Realm that had betrayed him, even inadvertently, a message of love equals:
do good without expecting anything in return, to love without expecting anything in return, believe without expecting anything in return, dream without expecting anything in return, and live without expecting anything in return.
Pili Aska was a girl who lived a kingdom far, huge, pure y necesitado, lleno de sueños inconclusos, esperanza y mucha fe.
Aska Pili, era la niña que jugaba a ser adulta cada día de su vida, siguiendo, tal vez, el único ejemplo que le dejó la mujer que le dio la vida antes de morir, ser madre.
Aska Pili, la mamá, la hermana, la amiga, la compañera, la niña…
Era un ser humano maravilloso, lleno de humildad, ternura, y mucha ilusión.
Abib
Babu 
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