
I was constantly moving from one place to another, and I don’t remember how many stuff I lost…. But something that I really miss is the first gift that my parent gave me in my 6 years old birthday, they knew that I really liked it and had promised to buy me a new one, but I told them that it was not necessary because it won't have the same meaning as the first one. Last month, my mom sent me from Buenos Aires a great box that I left there since I came to study here. I was happy because there were a lot of beautiful things to be worth and memorize. I opened the box and took all the stuff out, suddenly I saw a small box wrapped with a shiny paper in the corner, I doubted what it is inside, when I opened it, I was surprised. It was my “first present”!!! How can it be possible??? There was a note that said: “your sister found this in coincidence, she knew that you really missed it, so we sent this to you with all others stuff you like.”
Want to know what was my first present??? It was a small Barbie doll with wings like butterfly, I really like this doll not because it was my first present, but because it was a very famous doll in that moment and it was very expensive, but my parent bought it to me in that moment when our family was in bad condition economically, that is why I feel affect to them, even I was 6 years old I could understand how difficult is for them to buy such expensive gift. Before I thought that they appreciate more my sister than me but since then I knew that they also love me. I was so happy, it was an unforgettable moment.
After I got this Barbie, that night I went to sleep with her and finally dream with her~~~
Am i like my name???

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Well, nothing new, i just want to say that one of Sonia's blog remind me something, something that was very important to me, but little by little, the distance between as make me ignore that memory in my mind, my friend, my best friend when i was in bolivia 10 year ago, her name was Marisol. But since i came to argentina, we didn't get in touch to each other. Although that memory is turning now smudgy, i really miss and enjoy those time we were playing together as she was the first person of my age that talk to me in a new school, new country where i know nobody and that speak different language. Now that i'm thinking of it, i have been looking many time for the possibility to visit her...but then i start to think of many other things like how she has change during this years, if she is going to be the same as when she was a child, how could be her life now and if she s going to recognise me when she looks at me.In fact, i know that this won't happen and if it does, i think that we won't recognise each other because 10 year change many things, not only physically, but also the character and though of a person influenced by the atmosphere as we have gone through different way and experiences.I hope everything is ok with her , bless the best for her, and that she's happyI'll be very happy if one day, she could see this message and remember that she have a friend that will always support her.

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