Ride or Die!

My first time of ride my bike was awesome! I remember that I even can get in the seat of the bike and my legs were enough large to reach the pedals! It was in middle of June and my dad told me, “It’s time that you learn how to go in the bike!” I was like five or four years old and mi dad put the bike in front on me and he said “get up on the seat!” I like a little kid try to reach but it was too high so when I finally climb the bike but I felt to the other side of the bike, with the bike! When I remember I laugh a lot because it was like seen a cartoon.  My dad starts laughing and I was angry because I can’t ride the stupid bike!  So I try again and this time I can stand up! So my dad said “well, now pedal!” when I left my foot the bike again felt with me! My dad start to laugh again and this time I laugh too! I try again and this time I gave two pedals and I felt again! This time, anyone laugh, my dad pick me up, and take me home, I think in that moment that I was a lost case, but I wasn´t. My dad put to my bike two little wheels! I felt embarrassed! It was an awkward moment but I need to learn how!

This time was very easy! I was riding for the entire square and the only moment that I have difficult been when I need to turn in U! But with practice I start to have the concept of riding the bike! The next days were like that and I still having more experience at the wheels! Then my dad take one little wheel, I remember that I only can turn to the right but to the left it was impossible! Finally I can turn left and I still trying to make it perfectly! My dad decides to take the other wheel and I was alone against the world, I start pedaling with a huge helmet in my head! I look like the Atomic Ant of the old Cartoons! Little body with a big head! My sister tell me that she only hear “boom! Boom!” like every five minutes! It was true I felt every five minutes and I just laugh and laugh, for me this one was one of my favorites times of my life because I just imagine all my neighbors laugh at me or thinking “what a dummy!” with several weeks of effort, time and perseverance, I make it! I ride my bike like 3 hours without stopping! I just felt free doing that!

This childhood memories make me feel nostalgic because if you see, yesterday I was trying to ride my bike, and today I’m driving my dad’s car! So that make me felt awesome because with little thing you can be a better person! Riding the bike make me think a lot of advice to my life. One is don’t give up! If you can’t at the first time, get up and try again! Two, you can make whatever you want in your life! And you can make it possible if you put some of your time and perseverance! And three, you need to put you other foot in the pedal and push at the same time you take off the other foot! That was the best of the advices!

These types of experience in my life are very little against what I left to live, but there will be huge opportunities in the rest of my life that I will value just like this one’s! some things you can’t forget! Like your first love, and of course the first time you crash against a wall in your bike, and trying to drive like a pro in the downhills!  

Rain of Tears

This particular part of the year make me put a little bit sad, all the time is raining and all the days are gray. When the days are like today, wind, clouds, gray, I feel sad inside of my house, waiting for a little of sunshine. In the morning always is clear and refreshing, so I take a little of sun, fifth teen minutes per day, like if I was a dog or something like that. When I taking the sun, it felt the warm of your mother hugging you, you felt safe and happy like nobody or anything can hurt you, I love that little time of the morning because the sun is no so hard, it warm with you, it takes care of you. All the morning that makes me feel happy, relax, calm, whatever good sensation you can imagine, because you know, here in Carretera El Salvador, it’s very cold and cloudy most of the year.

Particularly in the afternoon the day’s start to get very depressive, very cold, only clouds and more clouds. When I want to ride my bike or only does long board with all my friends, the day decide to get cold and depressive. I felt lonely in my house, even if my mom is here; the day slows down and start to get sadder, and as always my mom start to order me to do things I don’t want to do, like order the cloth, make laundry, wash dishes, simples things that a teenager doesn’t want to do! I felt like a bird in a cage, the bird knows that it has their wings, but it doesn’t have the liberty to fly away of all its problems and worries. In this type of moments, I try to kill the time playing Playstation 3, but there is always a time that my body wants to be free of that cage and fly throw the wind and never come back, but I can’t , that the sad point of my life in winter.

You could imagine that that type of days are the worst for me, but you are totally wrong. The worst days of my life are when the rain comes, it’s horrible, the only thing that you see is water falling down in front of your window, and the worst thing and it’s that you can’t make it stop.  You saw every drop falling down, like a tear in your chick, you feel impotent to the mother’s nature powers, useless. That type of days makes me think, that the human is nothing compares to the nature. Think like this, humans can make their activities in the sun normally, but with the rain, they can stop making a lot of thing, it takes out your freedom. Imagine how I feel when the nature decide to have rain, to whom I will my reclamation? When my mom say me “you can’t go out!” I have at least someone to reclamation, but when is raining what can I do?

I think was Friday when the sky was cleared but it was raining! I was like “Come on! It’s the last thing I want! A false alarm of a clear day!” that rare type of day make me feel angry, because that day, my body wants to be free and the rain was trying to steal my moment of glory. There were more days that in the morning I was happy and my mother loves me, because I am not mad with anything, but when the day gets gray or start to rain my mother doesn’t want me near, she said that only with the period of teenager that I am having it’s enough.  Imagine that mixture of hormones and anger in a raining afternoon inside of your house, without any exit. I think that’s why my mother is ever at home and tries t get busy. In overall, I hate winter, especially when it rain. I see the rain like every drop that falls, is a tear of every child, teenagers or even adults that want to be free and want to feel the breeze of the wind in their face, by the way, I am with them.

One Word for her: Awesome!

“Who is she?” I ask to Carlos, I think, “she? Oh she is Ale de Leon!” he told me. “I challenge you to go there and talk to her” “mmm…ok!” I told him like it was easy. I remember that it was end of the day and she was alone besides the desk of Mariela, I saw Pablo and Diego fighting beside me but it was joking, mean while miss Astrid talks to Mena because he throw a ball and hit someone! All that little time give me the chance to think what will be my words, but the only word that I tell her was a stupid “Hi!” or as we say here “Que Onda!”. She saw me and she say hi back! But then she saw me with a look of who the hell are you? I talk to her again “how you look like that?” she look me weird again and she left. I felt humiliate, I give a half turn and I saw Carlos rolling on the floor by laughing. I just kick him and left the modulo. 

Then in that afternoon I was thinking what s bad person she has been with me, I hate her a lot! She takes my proud and kicks it to the trash! My first impression of her was that she was the worst person of all! I remember Carlos call me that afternoon to laugh at me again. I just hang up him and still thinking on her, but very mad with her. The next day I was okay and the classes pass over again and there she was; that person that I hate the most of my entire life. She look so confident seen her cell phone and talking with her friends. I was so mad that I can even see her for a long while, the days past and I don’t talk to her anymore. 

One random day, I was walking to the car station at the end of classes, you will ask me why I just see her at the end of the day, well that’s because she was in another section, but the case is that she was trying to carry her backpack but it was heavy and she can’t carry it. I left all my hate and help her, but don’t you think that I think on not to help her. She look at me and let me carry the backpack, it was heavy by the way, but not that heavy. She said to me “Thank you!” “Oh don’t worry about it!” We talk about something about an exam of her in math; she was a nerd for classes but a cool one. Finally I talk to her normally and we have a great little time because it was only like a few meters. With the days I always carry her backpack all days and always talking about stupid things. I like the way that she laugh so I try to make her laugh, sometimes it works and other times she look at me like what the hell? With the time we became very good friends and we talk everyday and I carry her backpack every day. The end of the year comes and she told me “hey I had bad news for you, I’m changing of school” it was sad because I will not see her anymore.

The next year she went to the Colegio Americano. Sometimes we talk but it wasn’t the same. In second year she enters again and she was in my class! I was happy but nervous at the same time because I don’t know what I will talk to her or how we are going to handle it. I remember when I saw her and tell her “hi!” like the first time but this time was different she hug me! Now these days I talk to her, I consider my best friend and I know that I can tell her everything and she will help me! That why I love her so much!

Until you can no longer do it

This is my cousin and I in a wedding

“I can’t do it anymore! I’m tired!” my brother grabs me and told me, “No! That’s not true! You can give more! I trust on you!” when I hear that words, my mind blow up. That remembers to my cousin, like 7 years before. One day, I think it was November, it was very cold and my cousin stays in my house. I remember very well that we made a plan, which we were going to the hills of my colony. We grab our bicycles, they were very cold because   last night we left outside and it was the middle of the winter. I have the texture of the rusty metal tube of the bike, frozen. We start to push our bikes and then we start to ride. The beginning was very easy, a lot of down hills, but then the thing start to get harder but acceptable. Then my cousin that has only 10 years start to going faster, and I start to follow him. When we finally reach the highest mountain of the colony, it was intense how that majestic thing was in front of us. You can see the big pines, the road that we were going to take was very uphill, but when I say uphill it because it was! My cousin stay a little time seem the road, analyzing, I saw him I told myself “how a kid of 10 years can admire this things?” mean while my cousin return to the reality, he told me “ok, we are going to do something, we are going to ride this mountain, but with one condition… we can’t stop” I remember that the wind blow a little, with my little age of 8 years, I think that the mountain was telling us “common! Dear me!” I was little so I think it will be difficult but not so much, so I tell him “ok let’s do it!” my cousin start going, behind was me, he treats the mountain with respect, and he doesn’t waste his energy at the beginning, mean while, I want to get first at the top of the mountain, so I pass over my cousin and start to waste my energy. My cousin does not tell me anything, and I was rush to get the top! At the middle of the mountain the thing start to get harder, and each pedaling was harder to do it. I start to feel that my legs start to burn and they hurt a lot! Like if someone put a lighter in your legs, something like that. I start to think on quit our promise and when I slow down the only thing I hear was my cousin scream at me “don’t you dare to stop!” I tell him “I can´t do it anymore!” he yell at me again “No! When someone asks you to give your 100 %, you need to give your 110% and never but never quit, even more if it’s a promise!” I saw him to the eyes, for me this was suffering but then I saw him very closely and I figurate out that for him it was hard to. This entire thing pass in 3 seconds, I keep pedaling and pedaling and my cousin stay beside me. The last quarter of the mountain was the hardest thing I realize in my entire life; this part also was very uphill, with rocks and leaves. My body can’t do anymore, I was wasted, but the courage and the faith on my cousin let me still going. I remember that I feel a drop of swept in my head going down through my face and how that little tiny drop make me felt fresh, that tiny drop make my body react again! Finally there it was the peak of the mountain followed by a cliff. When we arrived I just throw my bike and fell on the floor. We stay there like 15 minutes, then my cousin tell my “c´mon! let’s go!”  we start to ride down the hill, I remember the air touching my face like a breeze of the ocean. This experience changes my life! Until now I see my cousin, the only thing is that him has now 18 years and I have 16 years, he needs to graduate for the high school this year, and he is giving all his strength, something like me, when I was riding the mountain, so this time I give him all the support and tell him the same words that he tell me in the mountain.

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