You are growing up far too soon. Mays'Diary

I never know if I shall see you when you be big, if you are already big after 49 days of having been born! That speed will give me no time to see you  to crawl first, to tumble as you try to walk and to play with your friends!

One day you shall go to infants’school, then to school, shal learn how to read and write as your Mum did at his four years of age. That was funny! When Mum Camila started to go to the school, the computer had been just dicovered and  I had to ask your teacher to endeavour her with paper and pencil, for her to really learn the proper writting. A prper writting is not only to put words doen on a blanck page and organize ideas and stories with grammar and proper sintaxis. All what a computer  does not teach, as theses machines seem to think for us and we loose our freedom of having  our own proper style. When I was 14 years of age, I was very proud as I was writting with a typping machine. Thence, I realized tah I was loosing my integrity to invent stories. Hence, I returnd to paper and foutain pen, sanme as Mum Camila and Papa Felix did at teir 5.  They were in the same school and learned togather, in that St Paul’s school, how to read and writte.

Mama Camila useed t read very fast. >Usually, two books at the same time. When she was board with the story of one, jumped to the other one, and then changed again. As you know, I study children and their way of thinking, their ideas, in short, their minds. It is a big effort for me to keep away of analyzing the young people when I’m with them and simple love tem. It is curious, thogh, that the more I analyse their cultural mind, the more I love them and dedicate all of my time to help them to improve their way of seeing the world, understanding their parents and relatives and thei own history of life.

That is exactly what I want to do with you! To look into yourself and understand why you cry, are sad or laugh, as Mama Camila used to do when she was 5. Anda Papa  Felix aswell. Mum used to wait evereyday in the morning, outside my study, for me to finish to writte and read, and when I opened the door,there she were, all bended by the door of mytremendous room where I used to work, and as soon as I opened the door, as I knew she were over their, she huged me, laughed as a mad little girl, jumped from one arm chair to another, as she listened “Dad’s music”, that happened to be Bach, Mozart, Rimsky Korsakov and his Scherezade that Mum’s used to dance or listen to what she called, Dad’s music..

Papa felix was an excellent reader aswell. When she comes over here, he seats with a book to read as Mum and I talk.

Will you be such a good reader aswell, and a good writer as Abuelo does, bwing able to writte for you all of this in 30 minutes , in this impossible computer.

Adores you and I swear I shall wait for you until you be an adult and have a love outside the house…..