Job I would like to have

Besides of the things I want to do in the future as a sociologist, I would like to have my own cafeteria or restaurant of vegetarian food, and work there. Also, it's not my idea, it's a family dream we have with my mom and my sister. Maybe I would work as a waitress, in the cash registrer or helping in the kitchen, I don't know, it's only a dream but we really want, someday, have our own business. 

We want to have it, first because we are vegetarians so we love the food and all the combinations and meals that you would taste (and it is not boring at all, just in case you wonder haha); also we -me and my mom at least- really enojoy cook and do it together. But, another reason about I would like to work in this, it's because if we have success, we'll have an economic support for my mom and her future, as you know, retirement pensions in Chile are awful. If we have someday, our own business, we will need qualities or skills, for example, we'll have to have knowledge about cooking and vegetarian food... But my mom knows a lot about that, so we are ready with this. Also, we'll have to be good at with numers and maths, have a good memory for the clients order if we want to work for own selves... It's a lot of work, actually. But I think that it's a beautiful dream, and we would have the satisfaction of work as independent, and we would give another good place to eat to vegetarian people, they would have more options, but also, it would be a good place for every body who want eat tasty and know more about vegetarianism.

A very good metaphor

Today I'm going to talk about the last interesting thing I read reciently. But first, I must confess that I'm not good at to reading many things at the time, usually I can't read another things than the papers or academic books for my career, so today I'm going to tell you about the last book that I read and maybe it will interest you. It calls "Casa de Campo" by José Donoso, an important chilean author, and it's about a metaphor of the period before military coup in 1973 and the dictatorship. The history starts with the excursion of the Ventura's family -actually, the adults- whom are planing a day of excursion only for them, far way from the summer house of the family, leaving the kids totally alone. The Ventura's are a very rich chilean family, and they have the tradition of pass the summer in this house in Marulanda with all the members: brothers, sisters, cousins, aunts, uncles and parents; but this time the things changed with this excursion. The kids are alone in the house, without any adult rule, without any servient, only with themselves and the fear of the cannibals of Marulanda. But every kid has a secret, and some of them, have a revolutionary bug inside that question the adult domination, and that's also could change everything.

I really enjoyed the book because take many interesting topics; gender and indigenism are two of them, for example. But also it's very fun the exercise of puzzle out the methapor while you're reading; Donoso has a talent to narrate the history -and in some moments, appear in it- with all the details, so it makes you want to know what happen next. I really recomend it if you haven't read yet.

My very good friend

I have the fortune to have three best friends, but today I'm going to talk about one of them: her name is Antonia. I met her in our school when we was eight years old, she was our new classmate because she is from Quillota and in that time her dad came to work to Santiago, so she and her family came to live here too. At first I didn't like her at all, I thought that she wasn't a friendly person; but then I realised that she was a very nice girl, so inmediatly we became friends untill today. 

We share a lot of experiences, we grown up together so we have been in the life of each other for all the importants moments, she is a very good friend. Since we were childs he have many things in common: to both of us liked to dance, when we had ten or eleven years old, he joined to a folcloric dance class in our school; we listened the same music, and then, we were in the same elective classes of the Humanist Area of the high school. Perhaps our interests today may have changed, but we still thinking similar and sharing the same values about our friendship: the care for each other, be present for the other, the trust, and a long etc.

I'm very lucky beacause she is studying in this campus just like me, so in some ocassions when our schedule coincide, we have lunch together or sometimes, we simply see us walking over there and talk for a while; it's very nice. However, we have less time now because the university than the time we had in the school, so I didn't see her very much just I would like to. Maybe the time could pass between us, but when we see each other nothing have changed and we still being a very good friends, and that's a very cool thing. 

A special present

For my seventeen birthday I received a beautiful present. It was in a day of school, so in my classroom my six best friends had prepare a surprise for me with baloons, confetti and stuffs like that. But the best part was when they gave me a big handmade cube with all the faces decorated by themselves, each one of my friends dedicated me one face, so everyone had a personal message for me and a personal stamp with the caracteristics of every person who wrote to me.  

The cube is very colorful: has stickers, color papers, drawings, some of them have relief... It's very funny. That's why I like it very much, but also because it's a handmade present (I love the handmade presents), my friends took the time to do it so I appreciate that; and mostly beacause the things they said for wishing to me a happy birthday, where very beautiful. Obviously I still have it, it's in a shelf next to my desk, so you can see it from every point of my room; makes me remember nice memories with all of them.