(Did they think were going to get my annual address? Well this year will not give in taste. I give the taste.)
For more background on my annual addresses, visit: http://elpoleno.blogspot.com/2005/10/discurso-anual-2005.html
Santiago, October 12 , 2006
(I know that this effort is useless anyway finish typing 15 in the morning, without sleeping. I know that this effort is in vain anyway, does anyone write a speech for his birthday? )
Well, they're 19. This year there are no dreams to give away, or budget to send letters. However, before delving into tragedies, I read someone I should not read, and remembered that the flames of hell have not even touched me. It is necessary, therefore, write something else.
Santiago, October 15, 2006
(6:00 AM)
(prediction fulfilled. With a smile after seeing two bottles of Polish vodka - "to buffalo" - and many stamps of this country, I continue.)
"In the absence" of dreams and hopes, I've tried to give in other discourses, what remains? (Because now I feel I could give those strange assets) That question has been haunting me, and I have found an answer.
In the current context, without Institute far less time than I ever had to go to roam city streets, and many other incidental absences, the moments appear stronger and more valued. And it's not bad to learn to appreciate the moment, to live, to enjoy this moment, although it could well happen later, is unique and unrepeatable (and imperfect, but that does not matter). This year could be said to have missed several things, but moments to treasure. Come to my mind some. A shirt instead of feared water pump, an ice cream to soothe the nerves in days too hectic. An unexpected overnight trip to a neighboring province, and an even more unexpected bike ride, with vertigo of walking the streets and a strange sense of peace. Dances in hidden alleys and walks of micro do in two minutes (but that train could take half a day to do, right?). Everyday life such as the walk every Friday at Alameda, always a good time, or open a box of CDs and there find ...
(O be writing this speech and a song that says there is a place in the sun will stop. )
(And then you stop talking about fighting another lost in your city ... Someone called the radio?)
moments of which has been very full this year are something to be thankful. Another is the
presence ... And here I have to make an explicit reference. Because it was you, Claudia Pavez of words that remain, which I talked about the presence of heart a year ago, and made me see something I had not seen. I have come to believe you were right, that was the most important. And that the others will come to you ... because this year I remember having to fight someone to claim their presence, and have come together on their own moments of roads. Of strange modes appear presences ... As in the Sports Blog Melipilla. Believing an entire year writing for almost anyone, and it reaches the anniversary that readers have names and faces. Not only are, are. Recognizing that many times one hopes, wants, and needs the tangible and visible presence, to know this in the hearts of others and "having" to those who bring in the soul, is a considerable blessing.
and feelings. Those who have avoided for quite a time (rather, I avoided) rephrase that in words, for some, lovely. Until I learned that other gestures do no harm. May have lost the memory of the time or the exact situation, but I can not forget, Seba, the first time I gave you a hug and left to call "Wheel." Remember? Well, although at times been believed to express feelings are not worth it, sometimes that "effort was in vain, I must admit that those occasions are minimal, and that I am wrong in thinking that, because although the moment I think the people and situations have changed, then maybe it was valuable. I think I gained much more than they could have lost (not really know what I lost ... I think nothing) in this process of expressing feelings and stop fearing it. I won enough, many people helped along the way, and continues to help. Best of all is that they are. While we may not be the same, is his memory and his mark.
Last but not least, (and further something which is always) learning. Nor can I forget the phrase "things that everyone has learned from the other", which always travels in my wallet, written in that paper did not expect.
had a doubt, and I have four answers. And I have some poor, because I think that is something for which I give thanks. And if Teiilier
said that the only truth is that "breathe and stop breathing", here I am, breathing 19.
you soon. Those who know me, know I use little "goodbye."
Eduardo Esteban Barra Peñailillo
President Poleni popular (and other nations imagined).
editor, publisher and editor of
"The adventures and misadventures of Melipilla Sports."
ideologue and idle after "micro tickets, The Ticket fotolog!
Webmaster
"Turkish Republic of Northern Cyprus in English."
1st year student of BA in History, Universidad Alberto Hurtado.
Member of youth training (3 years, more than 100 meetings, "and yet" we can not have a name !!??) of San Rafael Parish.
the 4th the 7th I 2000-I 2006, National Institute.
"Pepón Doll", "Peñailo", "pollen" ...
And as many titles rather than imaginary.
Greetings,
SE, LERM. Eduardo Peñailillo B.
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