Sunday, July 31, 2011
The beach in my country
I have to say that remenbering my country brings me great thoughts and feelings,but what I remenber with pleasure is the beach in my country ,the water is so cold that you really have to be used to cold water to have to deal with it otherwise you will never be able to stand it, the sand so thin and the color kind of lite gray it was a pleasure to lay on after a cold swim, the part of the swim that I remenber the most is when looking for little saefood that you will have to dig with your feet to find them, once you feel it then get it with your hand is cold macha the family of the clam but bigger, if you get at least 10 of them you will be set with dinner that night, it was an unforgetable experience and I used to love it, so did my mother when I will come home with almost dinner ready, but some it may sound out of contest but for me it meant a lot our economy was so poor that some times it was all what we had to eat that day, my mom will never care, every time I will tell her that I was going to the beach except for the ticket I had to pay to get to the beach, but most of the time I will find ways not to pay, I will get together with my friends annd a groop of girls will as for a lift which the ride took only 5 minutes but still in the heat from my country it was a big deal, I will never forget those times the best times of my youth even though with the economy that we used to live I will say I was a happy girl having my mother so close to me.
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Rosa this is a very good story, i really like the way you wrote about the good times in you life. HOME SWEET HOME
ReplyDeletei really like the beach of your country, and i would like to visit it one day.
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