In one of those moments ...
"When I wanted to do something naughty I hid on the beach. "When
hardly remember, went to sea in a small boat sailor with a white beard.
"When I fell for the first time I confessed diverting, shy, looking toward the Atlantic.
"When I had to study my grandfather helped to irrigate the field that fed us.
"When I was bored to greet the fish that lived in my well.
"When my father left in the dark to fish was with him, but put up with little.
"When the heat suffocating me I was a soaking with the hose.
"When it rained I took refuge under that old mulberry to hear about your sound.
Vacation "When I was I lay on the grass to imagine shapes in the clouds.
-winter days When I needed to think watching the horizon for hours.
-on summer nights when I could not sleep, I concentrated on the sound of the waves ...
Picture I took a few months ago, that Cadiz Bay Today, on World Water Day, I feel like my countryman Rafael Alberti period of exile, condemned to live away from the Bay and finding in those seas and flight of seagulls, the longing deeper than my life I still have not grown. I speak of a feeling that only those who grew up "taking clams", dealing with the release and have been watching over their fate away more and more of the tides, can understand.
"If you wan to go wash, na water you go use If you
wan cook soup, na water you go use your head
If dey hot, go na cool water
am If your child dey grow, I go na water use
If water kill your child, na water you go use "Fela Kuti
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