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My Hobby: Fishing Media

The other day I woke up in the morning so happy she had a dream with my hobby ghost, this one feels as if dominate with great expertise but not actually practiced rarely.

ghost My hobby is fishing, whether that fun hobby that you feel clueless to expect a fish runs into the bait and give you few seconds of action with subsequent delight to eat what you got water. I think my love for fishing is the result of the strong influence they had on my life the stories of my grandfather who loved to fish. A lot also has to see the Old Man and the Sea Hemingway (I can not get Anthony Quinn in the role of old, I killed the imagination that gave me the book) and Moby Dick was also the first serious book I read.

Well, as I said ... That's what I was meditating on fishing when I remembered the great time catching my life I lived in an unforgettable summer I spent with my cousin and some friends on the island of Juan Fernandez. We left with bags and little money, willing to play us all cards, to live with what you get out and see the wonders of the island. In the summer we fish a lot, almost every day we went for something and went back to sea as experts returning to the mainland will leave the refrigerator stocked with fish to my mother. The best time of the summer was when we took a mega-water fish due to the ubiquitous support Manolé a friend islander who guided us step by step through the process capture. It was a moment so dramatic that overtook another lived the last day before we came, I was in the spring and one mega fish bitten (that if it was not as great as that we get together), I started out of the water but when I was almost reaching the edge of the dock broke loose and fell back into the sea. Manolé he saw my face in frustration and said "not yet ready for that fish estabai, when you come back some day perhaps you are. " Oh, just lacked the waterfall and the lotus in the water that was my big moment of wisdom to fishing.

definitely ghost fishing is my hobby, thanks to her I will forever the way to fish with my grandfather to the fish that almost got eaten by mosquitoes, in Pintue summer with my old and my uncles (the "buddies"), that afternoon in Valdivia we went fishing gorges and Romulus robalito (damn lucky) got the last fish of the afternoon without even strive, jajajaja day one in which the Guaton and Nohe taking hake compete on a boat off the Bay of Coquimbo and Guaton not draw or one unforgettable afternoon spent taking in carob rock fish next to Emilio and his dad (Mr. Falcon) ( to tell as it was the chowder up-dead) and the day against all odds, instead of fishing sins, we get a shirt with my friends on the dock of Fog (the excuse was that it is easier to draw a fish water than a shirt. If I do not think "believe that there is more at sea?).

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Grilled Cow: On Friendship and other things

These summer vacation decided on a weekday, so as not want the thing, get together with Emily, the Judith and the Vitoc diners to enjoy the miraculous properties of the cow Tasting Chile. What is so impressive that evening is not in the fine wine we drank at night, nor in animated conversation. The main component, the "singer" that accompanied all the other additives that summer night was the huge cow that Emilio took giant cooler to put on the grill.
One often has strange friends throughout their lives, those who before going to play a Pichanga prefer to stay at home playing quake (Hans), or instead of buying something Pitching with his first paycheck, they decide to spend the money on a pencil (Black Lucero hahaha). Of course not forget those who do kickboxing with Palms (Vitoc) or simply something happens in the brain that triggers them delusions of persecution, forcing them to ever wear a scarf to avoid showing a few typical pimples teens (boy Moraga). Anyway ... All those geeks are some of my compañers at school, but although people with strange habits, nothing and nobody could beat Emilio-Judith marriage is that it seems amazing that for Christmas instead of receiving a conventional gift, like a TV or any toy technology, have emerged as a Cow gift. Who will give away a cow for Christmas? and more so how can it be possible that the day of the roast have said "¡¡¡¡¡¡¡ unfortunately was only half that they had not been able to bring the truck whole ?!!!!!!!! !. "
Anyway, that day we had a spectacular, both in the end I think we ate at least one tenth of the average cow. " friends are more important than money ... I'd rather have money and buy a friend " bombofica said yesterday at the Festival de Viña del Mar and the truth is that it may be true, but the happiness I felt when I went to the post and the guy Moraga had sent me a shirt of UMCE (the university where he works and where I studied) or the beautiful memories of grilled beef that have made me write this blog and laughing happily while I agree, could be worth even more than having a more or a lucas lucas less.
I leave you with a video clip of Friends.

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A Frank (Author: Sento Yondo Alejandro).


E l moved unnoticed time and enjoyed;
your garland of love, flourished the kingdom. Stranger

of your lyrics
a goblin steps
see you run around the field of feelings.

Father of many words and few hints of melancholy child
many joys and few tears.

Alla voy!
Pirandome of days past
living your day with your love garlands
and celebrations of children with
cry I sing this song, my dear
father of the interior.

S ento

not know friend, so thank you for your poem.

Francesc