Autobiography ends¿?

It was summer of 2003 when I thought that this new experience would be strange and this made me feel afraid . The 1st day of class in secondary school started and I was afraid, I didn't know anyone I was afraid of talking with this people that I have never seen before but soon I realized that most of them were also afraid of this new experience in secondary school. During the first week I started to make some friends.

I experienced so many things in secondary school . During this time I developed love for reading, that soon became reading just for pleasure. Books like "El caballero de la armadura oxidada", "El alquimista" marked my life as I started to understand the world that surrounded me, it seemed to me that there were much more out there to be explore and that idea liked me.

Without noticing it another taste was being developed, abstract photography, a picture could say more than one word, it could say many things, cause the figure is abstract and give the place of many interpretation. I tended to go out from time to time in order to capture an instant image in the street or sometimes I created scenes in a place and take shot.

I couldn't notice but I was in the tunnel l of loving art. I started to write my own short stories of fiction, just for pleasure, but I didn't show them to anyone, the idea of showing them bored me. It was just a hobby that was just for me and myself. I wrote many stories, some poems and essays that years later published in my blog.

Handball was the sport I practice at school even I wasn't a good sportsman. I used to go for a free running from time to time just to ride and to make exercise

I remember during secondary school I wasn't good at studies, it seemed that my marks were lower than primary school, but it didn't worry me because I understood that in primary school I used to study just to be proud and to show the rest of people that I was the best of the best, it sounded stupid but it was like that.

Again in the last year of secondary school was a extreme sadness among us, nobody wanted to say goodbye cause this time we had shared many things, more than primary school. but university time was at the door.

Before finishing secondary school I decided to study English in the teacher training college for many reasons: a kind of special love for English culture, for the English language itself and also because enjoyment of talking with people, sharing and hearing opinions, I think this help us to open our mind to new horizon, but it help to growth in relationship with many people and different cultures.

As I have been practicing free running since my adolescence I started to run for more distance, first 3 km then 8 and finally 10 km. So I decided to start running marathons just for fun cause I have some resistance on my legs. My first marathon was "El tribuno" in 2009". It was a great sensation to share a path a some kilometers just with one thing in mind, the finish line. I remembered that at some point of the race I started to focus in this as a much a I forget about my fatigue, my eyes were only put on the finish line, no matter if were 15th or the last, I just wanted to finish it no matter what. From that time and on. I try to participate almost every year.

College's time arrived. College life wasn't what I expected, it was harder than I thought but I liked it, English was funny and interesting without a doubt, that helped me to keep studying it.

Bu t some clouds came from the horizon, again that question was revolving my head but ¿ Does it God exist?. Many things were puzzling me and they seemed to be connected to one another and many things give the idea of something more

The Earth...its size is perfect. The Earth's size and corresponding gravity has a thin layer of mostly nitrogen and oxygen gases, only extending about 50 miles above the Earth's surface. If Earth were smaller, an atmosphere would be impossible, like the planet Mercury. If Earth were larger, its atmosphere would contain free hydrogen, like Jupiter. Earth is the only known planet equipped with an atmosphere of the right mixture of gases to sustain plant, animal and human life.

The human brain: It can simultaneously processes an amazing amount of information. brain takes in all the colors and objects we see, the temperature around you, the pressure of your feet against the floor, the sounds around you, the dryness of your mouth, even the texture of your keyboard. Your brain holds and processes all your emotions, thoughts and memories. At the same time your brain keeps track of the ongoing functions of your body like your breathing pattern, eyelid movement, hunger and movement of the muscles in your hands.

Human physic perfection and sense of justice nature talked about a Designer, cause it didn't fixed if it all was just for casualty. As a kind of atheist 2 quotes shaken my world an my mind, what do you want God? Is that really you God?

As Malcolm Muggeridge, socialist and philosophical author, wrote "I am not the only one who has experienced this., I had a notion that somehow, besides questing, I was being pursued." C.S. Lewis (novelist, academic, literary critic, essayist and Christian apologist.) said as he rememered, "...night after night, feeling whenever my mind lifted even for a second from my work, the steady, unrelenting approach of Him whom I so earnestly desired not to meet. I gave in, and admitted that God was God, and knelt and prayed: perhaps, that night, the most dejected and reluctant convert in all of England."

I was in the same situation. God was talking but he was saying something more that I couldn't catch yet. So I thought of coming back to my Old Christian Church, maybe there I may find the answer of that. There I understood that it wasn't church that changes people is God himself who does that, it depends also if that person desires really a great change in his life, because spiritual life exists, everything happens have consequences in our inside out, that feelings are abstract also but it doesn't mean that just for the fact of being abstract they don't exist, the same happens with God.

And as the time went by I realized that what I needed was not Christianism as a simple religion, what I need was a relationship directly with the God creator in everyday life.

Months later I started to work in Christian movement that works in the universities in Argentina, it was called ABUA (Asociación Biblica Universitaria Argentina) this movements as others belongs to a big one called IFES (International Fellowship of Evangelical Students) with headquarters in London. (http://www.ifesworld.org)

I kept on writing and taking pictures on my own. In 2011 have the chance of publishing one of my shorts stories in a cultural magazine called "La Gacetilla, this short story talks about the relation between the writer and the reader. I couldn't believe it at the beginning, it was a dream, or maybe a beginning of something more?

Autobiography 3?

As the time went by I started first grade of primary school and I didn’t realize of it till our teacher Mss Toli, started to give us homework every day since then.

I had more school things than I have ever had before in my backpack and it was strange after just bringing only a plastic cup and a little towel every day.

Then I started to realize that I liked doing my homework because after all that effort a "10" worth the work without any doubt. "Lengua" was my favourite subject I liked writting, the colour figures and drawing while Maths was my worst enemy because I didn’t like numbers at all. Although I hated Maths I tried to do my best in that subject in order to be a good student. And that was the beggining of school life with a sense a competivity that I didn’t realize in the beggining.

As the years passed by it was more or less the same, always trying to be a good student despite of my dislike of some subjects. Later on there were some new subjects such as: “Nature Sciencies and Social Sciencies” that (in my opinion) were more interesting than Maths.

At the same time at home Dad got a work in “Direccion Provincial de Recursos Hidricos” .Which was a great income for us, now that we were living with my grandparents. Mum did the same; she found work as a charwoman in a house. I got boring in the afternoons cause everyone slept at that time, dad because of work and my grandparents slept because of their age.

So I had to play myself with my toys and the little bugs of plants in the terrace. My favourite ones were ants and spiders, its size, shape and colour made me think that they were toys also.

Once I was playing with my “magnifying glass” with the ants. I was burning them and burnings leafs with the sunlight. I could imagine that it was like a laser and I was an space ranger from the other galaxy with a mission. My dad used to tell me that I didn’t have to play with fire like that because one day I will get burn seriously. But I’ve never take that advice in consideration . So that day I was boring of playing with the ants and plants. That’s why I started to burn some “hilos” with the “magnifying glass” and sunlinght. This thread belong to an old coach but I didn’t care as long as I couldn’t burn anything. Then I got bored again and I went to take “chocolatada”. Soon I heard a man sream of fear and some “puteadas” coming from my dad I realized that I didn’t “apagar el fuego” in the “hilo” of the coach. Dad was shouting because the fire has been extendend all around the room, it was consuming the whole coach, some forniture and the complete roof. It was amazing to see how a little playing fire could produce a real great fire. He shout at me while he tried to kill the fire with some water in “buckets”. Fortunately he alone could kill the whole fire.

When Mum arrived he told her about the fire they punished me and didn’t let me get out for 3 moths in order to make me thing of what I’ve done that afternoon.

I rememberd that another thing that I loved most during that time was watching cartoons such as: Pokemon, Dragon Ball Z, Los Caballeros del Zodiaco, Power Rangers, Rocko’s modern life, Hey Arnold, among others.

The most influence at that Time was Dragon Ballz Z, which was a long serie of 3 seasons about a fighter which came from another planet to earth just for coincidence and as he grew up he started to defend the planet from the evil hands of horribles beings of many places of the earth and the galaxy. There were many characters during the series but the most relevant was the main character Goku. I loved this serie so much that I had many varieties of toys of it and movies.

Another passion that started to grow at my age of 7 was football but it died years later because I wasn’t good at it, I did it just for fun. But it was fun being there with some friends and talk about our early life, the football teacher Tintilay was a good humour person but at the same time was very comprehensive with us. I liked the uniform, it was a red and with t-shirt with red pants with the logo of “Club Atletico Gorriti”. I was a defending playerr” there and I liked it, the emotion that sometimes is only near the goal keeper is the same for the “defensores”. Every match against another club was another chance of show brave, but I wasn’t good at showing brave in the match also, that’s why after 2 years I quit from the club.

My granparents and my uncle (who also lived in the same house) were Evangelistic Christian and at that time I didn’t one what that meant. I had just the remote idea of who Jesus and God were and I didn’t know how both were related. I thought that they just were strange people But it was a not confirmed idea yet.

They went to church every weekend, Saturday and Sunday. We didn’t go, I preffered to stay at home and watch tv. But in the following month mum took me there, it was boring for a 10 yearl old child to sit there and to hear a sermon that I couldn’t understand because they used many strange vocabulary.

Words like : grace, cross, trinity, holy spirit among others, were things that I didn’t understand, I just went there because of obligation, I was just being another a religious person in the world that does “religion” without knowing the reasons at all.

But later I realized that there was another activity at church, it was on Sundays and it was called “Escuelita dominical” and it was specially for children and young people, that was more fun because there were more kids in the class, the teachers used drawings to explain us everything and it was more interactive. That’s how I started to learn what God meant. I understood that God’s wish was everyone (not to be a religious person at all) to be saved just because of the faith in him. It just conviced me on weekend, during the week was a diferent story in my head.

That’s why as the time went by when I became an adolescente I left “religion” behind, that wasn’t for me, I thought that anyone can be perfect, so what was the reason in trying to be something that you were and also because supernatural life seemed something out of reality it didn't make sense in a relative world where the most importante thing was reason. Maybe God didn't exist at all..

In these years I developed an special taste for English for I attended to English classes in a computer institute, it attracted to me because it was relationated to music and films

I was in the last year in the primary school. I remember that the last year I had a lot of fun with my classmates. My best friend was my cousin whom I shared everything even the fights and jokes. We could be angry one each other for one day or two but then we forgive each other and kept on playing and talking about everything.

It was the last days of 7^th grade and I didn’t want it to end like this, I wanted to keep on living these days for ever, there was great group of friends at school, we couldn't imagine that soon we would be living a sencodary school’s life, a new world that was awaiting for us, and that excited us.

I wasn’t the “abanderado” that year, I didn’t eve care abou it, I realized that as the time passed on I didn’t get good

Autobiography 2?

Once we where back in Jujuy my parent’s decided to live with in my Grandparent’s house, mum’s parents. My dad wasn’t so sure about that but in the end he was convinced of the idea.

In this house there 3 persons. My Grandma Ramona, my grandpa Atilio and my uncle Daniel.

It was the first time I met someome from my family and it was strange and I didn’t know why, maybe because they were invading our privacity that we once had before.

Atilio was a hard working man. His face was oval with wrinkles. During his childhood he used to live in the country side, ina famr with his parents and brothers and sisters. He used to live near “El Carmen” city. At those times he learned to work since he was a young boy because he was the oldest one of his family which meant being in charge of his brothers and sisters . I didn’t know how did he manage to work and at the same time studyig at school.As he grew up he didn’t have the chance of going to the secondary school , that’s why during that time he learned to work in many jobs, he had some knowledge of plumbery and construction.

I still remember the day when I met him for the first time in my life. When we (mom, dad and me) arrived from Cordoba where we used to live. I was 4 years oldand I remembered that my grandfather and grandmother where waiting for us with a great kindly smile, his was kinder than hers. He inmediately took me on his arms and started talking, as if he knew me since always. Then he offered me some candies (something very typical of him).

His personality was very peculiar at some point. He was always making jokes, even to the ones he didn’t know very well. I must confess that I loved his good humour because it was very contagious. But at the same time he was very bad tempered when you made him feel angry for some reason and in those days it was better if you don’t say anything in order to keep peace, but his bad tempered didn’t last for a long time cause it seems that he understood the situation as it was amd tried to think for a solution. He also was a sincere person and honest person maybe because he was poor and learned to be honest in his childhood, that was another feature of him I liked most.

As the time went by I couldn’t notice it but it was coming soon the School life and I didn’t know it. I can remember the first day of School at Kinder Garden’s litlle class. I woke early in the morning that day, without the idea of what was waiting for me in that place. I went with mum and my cousin (who had the same age as me) and when we arrive to there I didn’t want to stay because I was afraid of that new thing.

I started to cry loudly, and shouting “I want to go with my mum, I don’t want to be here”. Everybody’s attetion were over me, but all that I wanted is going back home. While my cousin stayed there without any problem I went back home with mum a little bit ashamed.

She tried again the other days, but the result was the same. I couldn’t stay there for a minute.

The following week we went again, and this time when we arrive I saw my cousin playing with some other kids with many toys and I decided at that moment that I wanted to stay to play all the morning with all of them.

That was the end of the problem, mum couldn’t believe it but I got familiar with the Kinder Garden and I kept coming every morning during that year.

It wasn’t hard, we just played and drew things some times. Sometimes we were taken to have a ride on the city.