10 Jun

Once Upon a Time…

Many, many, MANY years ago, there were a boy and a girl. Both were from different parts of the country, but by fate or coincidence both immigrated to Brazil at about the same time and at the same age. Both were about 13 years of age when they left their home country in search of a better future.

Once in Brazil, one of them became a maid, the other a delivery boy. The boy delivered fresh bread very early in the morning. This is how he met the girl who was the maid at one of the houses he delivered to.

These two people were my father’s parents and obviously were my grandparents. There were also my mother’s parents, but their life didn’t make as much impact in my life as my father’s parents did.

My mother’s father actually died when she was a teenager. Her mother though lived to a very ripe age of over 80 (it might’ve been over 90 I am not sure) but she lived in her house in farming county all her life, so there is not much to tell about her.

From this point on, when I refer to my grandparents, I mean my father’s parents.

This is it for today, come back tomorrow to read more.

Tony Alves
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