Me… well, I was born in San Miguel Totocuitlapilco, one 2nd of February of the 1993 year. If u asked me about the weather of that day, or at what precise hour was I bourn, I would probably answer that I have no idea.
My mother and my father were working as artisans (or craftsmen, you choose) when I was born, but some months later, they moved to Manzanillo (where my grandmother lives).
The time passed (like some months… again) and we moved to Mexico City, the place whwere I meet Francisco, one of my actual best friends. There we spent like 2 years, and, because of economical disadvantages, we had to move to Switzerland.
There had 3 of the most wonderful years of my life. My mother says that I did learn german, but I have already forgotten it. What I will always remember is the snow.
After 3 years of happy live over there, my mother decided to move back to Mexico.
We arrived on Mexico City, but some months later we moved to Manzanillo again. There we lived with my uncles, and then we moved to Colima city, and then to a little town called Jalipa.
My father didn´t come back with us, so after a year he arrived, but he felt uncomfortable on Jalipa, so we moved to Mexico City again, and then, we make like moving there. During that time, my parents got divorced and reconciled, so we (me and my mother) moved to my father house that was at Puebla. After a year, they spread again, and we moved to Mexico City again, and then, again because of economical disadvantages we moved to Manzanillo again, after 6 months we moved to Morelia, and after 3 years we moved again to Cosmos (here in Morelia).
I know I don’t go deeper in details, but if I did, I wouldn´t use just ammm… 320 words.
The first photo (Me jumping in the grass of one of the houses we lived in after leaving Manzanillo the second time, Mexico City) The second image (A picture we took at one machine in Switzerland, this photo confirms that I do like to have a serious grim on my face)
