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How to Be Admired

No sir, I think that this design reduces women to a mere ornamental role and reducing her to be objectified a beautiful object and nothing else. So today I declare myself an admirer of all women and not just for its beauty. I admire those who work from dawn to dusk without fear or reservations life time. Those who sow the seeds of hope and harvest the fruit of life. A furrow openers for peace in the hemisphere of poverty or in the territory of abundance. Those who do not surrender to the evidence of misery or succumb to the power of adversity.

Those who love their children even if the crucified humanity, to those who put their hands in the fire to save the honor of their own, to those who believe in the innocence of that over which accusing fingers fall all the injustice and impiety . I admire women who have conceived in her womb the eternal value of life to prolong the species populate the world of imagination and the universe of truths. For those with weak or strong hands, big or small, lush and wrinkled as a potter shaping society to new generations of men and women to indulge their thirst for life and ambition to conquer the best of its existence . I admire that in their daily actions of workers without recess passing through our streets offering the coveted seafood, or freshly baked bread scented warm cool evening or tomorrow, or the sweet taste of enyucados and the “joys . The work is admired for his wealth and becomes a symbol of a country in constant search for identity. I admire those in the peace of home is hard to beat the endless housework without resigning to plow in the desert of ingratitude and without giving up the search for a sunrise tinged with the colors of equity, without denying its task of industrious and dutiful young matron of duty.

I admire the young people here and there that have been impervious to the suggestions of impropriety and the demonic lure of evil temptations. I admire women who give us fresh courage by his presence, to which we carry in their hearts, to which they were born when we sow our lives in other bodies, to which we listen carefully, to which we gave to drink maternal breasts at the dawn of our existence, to comfort us when our pain accompanies a tear. Rhodes them real women, with body and soul, without makeup or retouching jet set news advertisers, I declared admirer.

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