Wednesday, June 29, 2005

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John is he had lost a star.
"John, you have so many!, Had told his father to him watch the sky," What you can import one? ".
There were many stars, some huge, gleaming little, and without looking for other small blinded to the other. He had red, blue and white, and none could look like the rest (or wanted to). However
Juan did not see anything other than the hole, a black spot that marked the place where her star.
Every night, John took the burlap sack he had made his mother and left to hang stars in the sky ... clear that now was missing, of course now all feel his loss.
John could not stop thinking about it, how it must have fallen? Was it his fault?
What if there was a hole in the bag?
From above, the sky looked at him with his empty eye.
Tomorrow, when I could not see, and would take the bag to find the star.
If the finding could fill the gap, if the finding could put a stop to anything that hides behind the stars ...

Sunday, June 19, 2005

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"I'm a duck," said the pig, while his image was reflected in the pond, "a duck."
hooves He looked opaque, body covered by a thick crust of mud, and turned to yell in the image, "a duck, like all others."
Inside the tank were diving ducks preening, and laughter that they tore the water could be heard from the shore ... from the shore, where the pig tried to convince the water that reflected back at him was that of a duck. Soon
they leave the pond, was approaching the time when the old woman left them their ration of grain on the farm.
Pork slowly sat up, watched the ducks and tried to laugh like them, but his mouth came a harsh sound like a growl.
then turned to the farm and trotted away.
When he arrived, the old woman had already left the food for the ducks ... around, the pigs were collected and ate faster than they could chew.
One lifted his head, and the spotty nose shouted, "What are you doing standing there? Come and eat with us." Pigs ate
three times per day. The old woman consented too, and so they believed the right to take whatever they wanted when they wanted ... Ducks, however, had only one daily ration.
Pork reminded them in the pond, minutes ago, so he walked to his companions, and buried his head between the grains.
When there was nothing to eat, pork itching to walk toward the pond.
This time it took longer to go to the farm, he was too heavy stomach.
When he reached the shore, fell on the mud and was left untouched by the ducks and water out. Inside
, laughed at the thought that would be most that would be their next meal.
Curious ... to think about it, his laughter seemed clean.
He looked her reflection in the pond, he was a duck, no doubt about that.