My childhood luckily enough for me was sweet fun and was filled with joy ,my ma was working as a high school teacher and leaving me in the hand and care of my cousin Tidea (my mom’s side sister´s daughter)which I became so fond of her.<\/p>\n
Every time I see my cousin I would jump up and scream her name which would come out my mouth like teed teed teed cause I couldn’t say her full name yet ,Tidea took good care of me when mom wasn’t around working and so life went on until I was 4 years old.<\/p>\n
From that time on my older brother took care of me in any way you can imagine, but before that let me talk about my older brother for a minute to let you get to know him a bit.<\/p>\n
Alijandro was a bit heavy build guy with broad shoulders at 1.78 cm ,extremely strong and lightning fast for his weight 105 kg, dark hair with light hazel brown eyes and a bit tanned skin which everybody when they see him for the first time they would think he was taking sun bathes ,many of his features are like mine or in the other way around am more like him but in a smaller version ,he was a good hearted guy in his nature ,never caused a person harm who didn’t see it coming ,determined and strong in his prime of life ,he was always interested in gangster movies and martial arts and by the age 20 he was the Dutch champion in wing chung kung fu .<\/p>\n
He was a competitive guy who would not settle down with 2nd<\/sup> place and that’s basically what brought him up and that’s what broke him down as you will see later on in the story.<\/p>\n As I said he took care of me the second he finished his high school, and from my early age and recollection of my experience with him he was tender sweet and had a heart of gold and he used always to tell me (one day when you grow up strong and old enough we will be the unbeatable duo) no matter how many words I put in this text about his treatments to me it wouldn’t be fair for him cause he was the best , period.<\/p>\n We used to train together kung fu from an early age as I said and I was pretty good at it and I grew up pretty fast too , I was able to walk when I was just 10 months old , we spent a lot of time together ,laughing together training together and having no worries on our mind .<\/p>\n He used to take me to the kindergarten and pick me up too , and I would be sprinting to him jumping in his warm brotherly hug , then he would ask me how my day was if was a naughty boy as usual and I would reply to him as usual I am what you taught me to be ,winking back to him .<\/p>\n When I entered the first year of international school I was pretty shocked to notice that they all were talking in English and I had no idea why but after a while I figured it out, and my first year I remember many of the funny stuff that gets stuck on your mind forever no matter how old you grow up and no matter what life brings to you ,there will be always some stuff you will never forget .<\/p>\n I got my first love in the 1st<\/sup> year in school ,my first crush was Lillian, an American girl cute and sweet with pointy ears and a small buck teeth that made her look like rabbit ,she loved me back too I was her guardian and she was my girl .<\/p>\n I always love children’s love cause it’s so pure platonic with no hidden means for profit, anyway I loved the way she walk I loved the smell of her hair her laugh and her beautiful green eyes.<\/p>\n One of the funny things that happened in the first year which stuck on my mind forever is that one day we finished the break and came back to the classroom and my friend Isaac who was sitting on the same desk me and him asked the teacher if he could go out to the toilet ,the teacher replied really roughly that we just had a 15 minutes break why didn’t he go when he was on break and his reply was that he didn’t had to go then ,it’s now that he have to go , well then I guess you have to hold it for the next 70 minutes cause you are going nowhere ,my poor friend I saw his face twitching upside down and with such look of embarrassment and relief he was pushing through ,I asked him is it nr 1 or nr 2 he said it was both and that he did it on himself right there and then and when the stench came out the teacher knew what he had done she took him of the classroom to fix him .<\/p>\n It´s stories like these remind you that life is beautiful and there is humor any where you go or look.<\/p>\n My middle brother Hussain as I mentioned was always pain in the ass with his teasing and heavy ass kidding, he was a slim guy with fair skin and a dark blond hair and light brown eyes ,many of his features were a combination between my mom’s dad and my dad he was interested in football and played in Ajax Amsterdam for three years until he got bored of it and dropped out .<\/p>\n He used always to taunt me that I was a fatty boy ,which I was to some limit ,like I wasn’t obese but I had a tummy and he used always to hurt my feelings by saying that I would never be in shape and that he is always would be the guy that I would look up to when I want my dream body.<\/p>\n Well no Hussain you were definitely not my idol and definitely not the person that I would look up to in any manner or way.<\/p>\n Life can bring you some funny shit and fate can surely shake your world and plans in most unimaginative ways, that’s what we will see in the next chapter.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" My childhood luckily enough for me was sweet fun and was filled with joy ,my ma was working as a high school teacher and leaving me in the hand and care of my cousin Tidea (my mom’s side sister´s daughter)which I became so fond of her. 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