as many mornings, when I got my job because I got a pleasant surprise. Jo! How much had grown the flow of the throat?.
When we were on the way for it, I answered my holy the question that I had made "will have grown much water flow? more skeptical he replied:
- way! little more will rise, it has rained but not both.
arrived, they arrived at that place of dreams in the pool named the throat Tables Pedro Chate, we were astounded the four, to see the flood water had throat.
The disappointment came when I started to spend the day, and it had grown rapidly than the water level, that same rush down the river flow.
What a shame! thought that water would remain for a long stay, but sadly for our dissatisfaction, such as wine, almost goes marching.
made me ponder this fact, just as in everyday life, but appreciate the seconds, minutes, hours, and something very precious, bearing in mind that today is present, that yesterday is behind me and tomorrow it will be the future, contributing more than to build and do, bring to desolate, to live passively, waiting for something to happen we do it more bearable. But that event is already there, day after day is a gift, every day offers us something new, something is not worthy of scorn, but to exploit.
There is a well ours, one that very English, which reads:
"Do not leave for tomorrow what you can do today" or one that reads:
"The little things are the essence of life "
So if rectify is wise, why do not you knowingly or unknowingly that you're in the position side or the wrong action or decide not correct, contribute more to destroy, rather than joining dissolve, so that together we move forward?
everyone's job is not just a few.
I invite you to also read the following entry : http://hogardelaluz.blogspot.com/2009/11/dia-mundial-del-sida.html
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