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Granddaughter for the weekend
The weekend niece. from the book, Searching for treasures How, deeply and desperately, she missed her mother, especially in moments like these, when she found herself alone with her grandparent’s lack of interest in her. She felt trapped in a situation with no possible escape. How she missed the mornings, back home when her…
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Ines’ multicolored parasols
The weekend niece. from the book, Searching for treasures When Dora arrived, she would immediately look for Ines, knowing very well that she would be there, waiting for her, with an affectionate smile on her face and a kiss to welcome her. Dora understood that her grandmother was concerned with her paternal grandparent’s attitude…
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Ice creams at the café
The weekend niece. from the book, Searching for treasures The Fonce River was a few blocks away from the San Gil’s Plaza. A steel bridge, painted yellow, crossed it where the highway to Piedecuesta and Bucaramanga, the Capital of the Department, entered the city by crossing the river. There, a block from the bridge…
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Back from the market
The weekend niece. from the book, Searching for treasures The entrance to the house was here. It was sheltered, from the sun and rains, by an overhang painted in the same blue color as the facade. It provided a generous shade during the mornings and the sunny afternoons, so typical of San Gil. At…
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A house with a blue facade
The weekend niece. from the book, Searching for treasures As you walked from the plaza, you could enjoy observing the old buildings of this quarter of the city and how the gradually climbed until they reached the bottom of Ines’ street. That’s where the final climb to her house initiated, challenging and ruggedly inclined.…
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A steep climb of a street
The weekend niece. from the book, Searching for treasures Her grandmother’s house was placed just a few blocks from San Gils’s Central Park. The park was small, yet fresh and welcoming. Bordered by restaurants and cafes that offered tables on the sidewalks, it was a perfect gathering point for the city dwellers. As…
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A grandmother called Ines
The weekend niece. from the book, Searching for treasures In that easy-going city of abrupt ups and downs of its flagstone streets and its many-colored houses scattered among its hills, lived Inés, her maternal grandmother, who affectionately awaited her arrival. If on that particular weekend, it was her turn to spend it with…
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Little Dora
The weekend niece. from the book, Searching for treasures Dora was to be the first to adventure down those paths that led to discovering new, forbidden experiences. Since she was a child, she was daring and the architect of the escapes among the three inseparable friends. Dora acted out her role as the intellectual author…
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About borders
“Right now, and at the moment, I have just arrived from the border,” he, thoughtfully, began to reply, “which I’m sure many people will truly believe to be quite far away, but still, on this occasion and in my own personal opinion, I have found it to actually be close by.” “I’ll tell you something…
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The sunsets
My mother used to say that the world is full of opportunities and you have to go after them, you know? —Of the landscapes, I have seen them all. The sunsets, when the sun gives in to the night and all the surroundings are bathed in multi-coloured light. From the mountains and from the coastal…