In life there are some people that open new road and those that follow them
Sucre, Chuquisaca, Bolivia
Finally, with a deep sigh that was never her outside of him, just when Angelica’s father was about to begin his lecture on the important reasons why girls were restricted to delve in the prohibited holy grounds of the violin…
However, that explanation never took place. The girl interrupted his speech, as it happens so frequently with children, have this prodigious way of centering the grown-ups and showing them a fresh world once more, just like they had seen it, before they forgot its magic and simplicity…
Sucre, Chuquisaca, Bolivia
“Daddy, did you notice how the rest of the instruments followed the violin?”
“What’s that, my child?” her Father answered, for he was a bit lost and confused, trying to find convincing arguments that back up his piano proposal to the child…
“Yes, Daddy, look, it’s so easy. The rest of those instruments were following the violin, just like when I’m playing with my friends back in Chiquinquirá. In those games, Father, I’m always the leader, so I lead and they follow. At least, that’s what Mother says… am I right, Mother?
Sucre, Chuquisaca, Bolivia
“So, when I was listening to the violin, it seemed to me that the other instruments could follow me and my violin, just like my friends do back home. That way we could all play together, but with music, just like those men did a while ago in church. Don’t you agree?”
Her father and mother looked at each other without knowing what to answer, confronted by that frank determination the little girl displayed, the same attitude that would never allow any negotiations, for her mind was unquestionably made up, with no leeway for buts of any kind.
Sucre, Chuquisaca, Bolivia
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