It was an important week for me: I could say because of my birthday, but It’s not as important my self-celebration, as the beautiful moments that I shared with my friends, my family.
More of this, a new friend arrived: Welcome Rammeh! With this good guy, I will share next months of my life in the Laranjeiro’s apartment.
Now, let’s back to the topic: Family.
Sunday, after a wonderful excursion by bikes in our beautiful land, and a bit of praia, I had a great night with my fellas. We cooked, we ate, we drunk, we played, we had a good time together. At midnight, They gave me my presents, 3 new beautiful little plants: Menta, Timo, Prezzemolo. With soil annexed. Those will make my little balcony green and beautiful. I want to take care of others life. It’s not random that I call them babies. I think that they really know me well, and they love me. For sure I love them.
I am sure that they know me well because they gave me another perfect present, a book: O Samurai Negro. A historical novel that is an original example of a cultural twist. The History is made by changes, mix, and really weird stuff; and I believe that those give sense to the History. This book unites two of my dream: Africa and Japan; and can help me (it will do) for one of my aims: Portuguese. Amazing. It’s really perfect. Because they love me and they are my family. The family that I will lose soon, but I will never forget.
Thanks to Magdalena, Monika, Sirin, Ahmet, André, and Mesut.
Thank you so much. Grazie Mille. Obrigado.
Até já!
