My parents are like yours ... the best parents in the world! With little peculiarity of mine to be even better!
I'm sure my brother will say here is that he has the best parents in the world ... not believe it! He's jealous of me!
Each has its special and somehow I end up being a little like both. Physically it is quite clear that I go over to the paternal side but have characteristics of two that will follow me forever! Now I will return to Portugal, perhaps with a PhD after the meeting I had this 5 Monday, and I can finally start thinking about surviving without the help of my parents. Not that it is a sacrifice for them ... I know it's not! I never denied anything, even if it meant higher expenses. Of course, in recent years have tried to be as rested as I can although it does not always
"You need money? Your father says that the bill is almost 0! "Ehhh ... maybe give way! "with a big smile as if to say" I really needed it now. "
"Look I have to verify your account ... I will put another 100 € "" ok ok ... "with more of a big smile as if to say" uFFFF ... thanks ... "
And the truth is that I do not like to borrow from my parents. Dantes were only 50 shells, 100 or Esc ... an allowance of two short stories that often do not come! And I was very happy because it could buy gum or save money to buy a "rat bike from Mars" or other "action man". In the Christmas tree was full of gift ... and have less than 10 it was bad for me! Now, do not even have the courage to ask whatever it is! I know that I will inevitably have some money hidden somewhere in the thousands of books in the house accompanied by a letter stating "for favorite older son! And my brother will have the same amount with a letter saying "For the youngest son favorite!" - Something I have to disagree completely because I do not see the reason for the youngest to have the same amount of older!
In terms of clothing should I be the best person ever spared much to the chagrin of my mother ...
me he did not need a new coat? Pants? T-shirts? Tennis? "" No mother ... I have everything I need, "" Let him alone! If he says that is not accurate because not have to! "
not remember the last time I actually bought clothes. Of the last times I have been in Portugal always wearing something that my brother does not use and which to me is. And I think the last thing I bought was a shoe at Christmas time (?) Were actually in promoçãoe cost € 25. I still wear pants that I bought for about 5 years ago (verdade!!) And the same can be said of T-shirts and sweatshirts ... at this point my mother must tar to think "what a shock ... he can not tell that to people! "but that's just the most part" Aunt Lisbon "it. Unlike my father, who always had to work to support himself and partly to support his family. Incidentally ... if there person I admire most is my father! Yes Mommy ... also admire you greatly ... but as a man ... wanted to be everything that my father is ... but with a little more hair!
My father was always stronger than my mother. My mother liked to yell and smack you in the ass, both me and my brother, let us laughing for hours! My father was more accurate ... required more respect ... and I must confess ... none of them have caught that was not deserved! But I know it cost him more than perhaps to have so many nose remorca that neither I nor my brother, we got a lot of smacking of our father. I think this time the roles are reversed a bit and who gives us beatings! I remember our father stand up in the air, beneath the lemon tree, and let's head to bleed because the jump was larger than it should! Small jokes, nothing serious, and we all know that! With my mother the games become different, we like to poke fun at the way she is. Partly because we envy of many things she does or have the courage to do.
My mother loves to give advice ... in reality ... she is so fond of giving advice that sometimes gets ... erm ... FLAT! But without doubt it is the people who most motivates me to continue doing everything I do. And I am proud to know that she is so proud of me. I am proud because when I come to the school where she is teacher (and where I had the 5th to 9th grade), all my former teachers know my news because my mother has told me them! In fact, my mother is a person so simple in the world that has no problem saying whatever he feels in his head. And to fool the reader to think that my mother speaks to me of colleagues to feel proud ... quite the contrary, she speaks like ... I also know that, as my grandmother is the person who suffers more because I have so far. And when I hear the phone ...
"And if you need more money because it says you have to go to Eindhoven, Porto and then on to the metro ... and the train ... and you come here ... And you see ... And you see ... and why do you come from ... and going back ... and when it turns? "
... I realize how much she wants me back. But I also know that I will support my choices even if it means getting more years out! I know it will continue to send me messages every day, "is everything okay? Kisses mother. " And so it grabs the phone talk talk talk talk talk talk talk about it if I did not like in fact there was. And because he wants to be a mother who realizes his son is always reading the news about science ... and is proud of itself when the phone says "I've read that article that came out in public? No? So I'll show you ... wait a minute ... looks enters Dablio Dablio Dablio (how cute) publishes point pete point and going to the science section ... soon is the 2nd article. And here one begins to read me the article as if I had the same noo ahead of me. And very annoying that it sometimes can be ... I love all the times it does (now that is not quit ready! Me and my big mouth ...). And it seems that not much ... I'm so sorry to miss her as she feels my! Perhaps because it all ... and because I know that she is suffering more with my absence ... both times I made the surprise move to Portugal, she never knew! Maybe that's why everything has a huge need for the reward for all that gave me and will continue to give! Because my mother ... is the best mother in the world!
And my father ... the world's greatest dad! And despite being so different ... it is impossible not to like them! My father is not as curious as my mother ... does not make me so many questions! He expresses emotions differently, it is a little more discreet. That does not mean that I will not drop some tears while reading what tou writing! And in the end will tell if even jokingly not to seem so emotional, that boasts a lot of me! What he may not know is how much I admire him. I could say here that my father is the banana family that would be almost true. Because it is such a good person to everyone that people take advantage of it ... including close family! And it's amazing to me how he treated his parents, my grandparents, who unfortunately have already died. Dedication, love, affection and all that he conveyed always left me thinking that this is how I treat my parents. Because my parents ... are the best parents in the world!
My father never wanted to interfere too much in my personal life. Since my mother ... always wanted to know everything. I always asked a lot ... often the things that my father would respond immediately "do not ask things you might not like the answer." And in fact has never been much for me to open with my parents. Sure one or two situations that I will not tell here because I am ashamed even to think of them! Except in certain situations would never tell who was my girlfriend even though they already know how long (the Parents are not fools and know more than we think ... ever !!!). My mother and trying to "who is the girlfriend now?". But usually the answer was never very direct! Even today things are so ... and maybe even tell it was turning things but as my parents say "there are things that we do not need to know ... trust in you ... do you think best. "
any readers still have doubts that I have the best parents in the world? I do not ... They are the best parents in the world and are My ...
And I want this Christmas, as in previous years, sitting with them at home ... watching a movie (not my mother because she always has something to do that we never know!) or perhaps a series ... does not even matter. I know they will stand by me, my brother probably annoy the cat, my grandmother laughing at that, my mother screaming, my dad ... fearless and serene with the command in the hand without saying a word that is and I ... I watch ... In the end the cat runs away, my mother still runs after him screaming ... my brother says "Shut up!", my father continues undaunted and serene .. and my grandmother says, "You give out the nerves to your mother" ... and I ... I watch ... watch and smile because I have the best parents in the world and somehow ... go ... I also have the best brother in the world and the best grandmother in the world!
My mother is very worried now because he thinks my writing is too personal! But this is something that comes with it ... because, as she ... I speak as I like and why I'm proud!
Kisses and hugs, John
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