[ESP-ING] Remembering Is Living || Being Human

Las gallinas siempre tenían pollitos y recuerdo que de vez en cuando se sacrificaban algunas gallinas para hacer algún sancocho, yo no sé cómo la matarían en sus casas pero en mi casa particularmente mi mamá agarraba la gallina por el pescuezo y le daba unas cuantas vueltas, recuerdo que la gallina quedaba como pataleando viva en el piso hasta que ya se moría porque estaba pescuezada jejej, jamás me atreví hacer eso.

Otro de los recuerdos que tengo es que aunque en la casa habían pavos, yo le tenía pánico a esos pavos porque eran grandes y los pavos no le gustaba que uno se vistiera de azul, si uno se vestía de azul ellos lo correteaban a uno por todo el patio, había que jugar a las carreras con ellos, paree divertido pero no lo era.

También recuerdo unos patos que habían al lado en la casa de mi tía y cada vez que iba para allá, Dios mío tenía que jugar a las carreras con ese pato porque ese pato siempre me perseguía me escondía en una casita que había y de ahí tenía que ir corriendo hacia otro lado apenas el pato se descuidaba, siempre me quedó el terror por los patos tanto así que recuerdo que hace como unos cinco años atrás fui con mis hijos a los Chorros de Milla en Mérida un parque hermoso y habían unos patos, era tanto mi pavor que ellos sienten que uno les tiene miedo, tanto así que esos patos iguales me perseguían yo tenía un miedo por esos patos aún lo tengo 😄, hasta en ccs en el Parque los próceres que hay patos les huyo me dan miedo 😨 y ellos lo saben.

Les invito a recordar esos momentos felices de su niñez y reir un poco recordando o simplemente recordando días felices, cuéntanos.

Invito a participar a los amigos @cetb2008 @nubra y @lisbethseijas Invita a otras personas a participar 😉

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Who has not heard that phrase that says to remember is to live, right, it is a phrase that as soon as we hear it, memories are activated, and especially memories of my childhood come to me, I had a very happy childhood actually, as I was a beloved child, what I remember most were the fun times in the backyard of the house.

I tell you that the yard of the house is big and when you are small you see it twice as big as it really is, in that yard there were fruit trees like mango, cambur, tamarind, there were also dogs always two dogs, and also chickens and even turkeys, you can imagine how big it was like a farm, in that yard there were two houses my grandmother's and my mother's and next door lived some aunts and cousins and cousins all together almost a great neighborhood.

Every afternoon during the week we went out to play in the yard or in my house or at my cousins' house, I thought that's why I didn't miss having siblings so much because my cousins lived right there, they were like my brothers, I remember playing metra, parrot, spinning top, the ere, the hide and seek, police and the bad guy, volleyball, basketball, the airplane,
we had everything, we didn't lack anything, now that I see it we were rich in happiness.

It is incredible how we spent the days playing far away from what today is technology, I remember that the chickens were my grandmother's, she had more than 10 with her rooster and I loved to go to the henhouse every morning to look for eggs, it was fun, Every day there were eggs and I remember feeding the hens with corn that we watered in the yard, the only thing I didn't like was the rooster crowing so early, I also remember that my grandmother had some macaws and they made a racket especially in the mornings at 6am and began with the noise.

The hens always had chicks and I remember that from time to time some chickens were sacrificed to make a sancocho, I do not know how they would kill them in their homes but in my house particularly my mom would grab the hen by the neck and gave it a few turns, I remember that the hen was like kicking alive on the floor until it was dead because it was fished hehehehe, I never dared to do that.

Another memory I have is that even though there were turkeys in the house, I was terrified of those turkeys because they were big and the turkeys didn't like it if you dressed in blue, if you dressed in blue they would run you all over the yard, you had to play racing with them, it looked like fun but it was not.

I also remember some ducks that were next to my aunt's house and every time I went there, my God I had to play racing with that duck because that duck would always chase me, I would hide in a little house that was there and from there I had to run to the other side as soon as the duck got careless, I was always terrified of ducks, so much so that I remember that about five years ago I went with my children to the Chorros de Milla in Merida, a beautiful park and there were some ducks, I was so scared that they felt that I was afraid of them, so much so that those ducks were always chasing me, I was so scared of those ducks, I still am 😄, even in Ccs in the Parque los Proceres when there are ducks I run away from them, they scare me 😨 and they know it.

I invite you to remember those happy moments of your childhood and laugh a little remembering or just remembering happy days, tell us.

I invite to participate to friends @cetb2008 @nubra and @lisbethseijas Invite others to participate 😉

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