Opa Daddy remembering his chilhood to his first grand child, Tomas, 10 years of age

My Dearest Tomas, Maira Rose, Ben and May Malen.

You are so many, and every year another one turns up. Your parents are like rabbits! I don’t know if you understand what I mean by rabbits. Your parents will tell you more. But, this I can say: when I was a boy like Tomas, our parents bought a male and females rabbit, for us. We were so happy! We even baptized them naming the female rabbit Panchita and the male, Lautaro. The ceremony was performed in a family reunion. Ours parents wanted to laugh; however, when they realized that it was a very formal ritual, they respected us and behaved properly, being serious and proper. As I was the eldest son, I performed the role of being a priest, with a disguise made with carpets and veils taken away from my sisters. Two months later, they disappeared and, as we were very little children, looked around in all the yards that we had in our house of Santiago and even in the kitchen-garden that our Nanny used to cultivate for us to eat and, as she used to say: we have to save cash for Don Raúl, -our Father´s name an engineer- does not have to work that much. In fact, our father was always away, we were so many people in the house; our Mother did not work, despite having a degree in Mathematics and another one in Literature, that she had acquired at the Vatican Catholic University of Valparaíso, where she met our father, they fell for each other and, after graduation, they married, and had children: all of us…At the time, Ladies did not work; despite your great grandmother wanted to work to contribute with the expenses of our

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