Then, I thought: they had stolen. skies! now, as I will take mine> did not count on this unexpected. I bound my husband to search to come, telling me to it the occurrence. It came, only that he forgot my lesser son in house. I do not know what it is worse, to have the stolen car, or the imprisoned husband for abandonment of incapable! Then, I said to it, go with the Mrio for house, catch the Marquinhos and come back to catch pra me, therefore in the car of my husband nothing did not fit more! As it was delaying pra to return, I decided to go to the same foot, therefore it liveed relatively next to the market.

I was surprised by one trombadinha, that it demanded that it of this my clock and my pair of tennis. Logical that I did not react, and I delivered what it wanted. As between the place where I was and my residence, it had a hospital, which I could use for to take closets, but it was in go, they had not believed me, and still they had left to escape that I seemed a woman who has times behind enters in the hospital and stole a child of the maternity, I can? To the look for the deep ones of the hospital I could see my husband in apuros with the children. I did not think two times: I went off inside running. From there pra ahead was that running! I behind my marry, the watchmen behind me, and my feet running more than what I never could imagine that they could. In one it has slid of the guards, I stopped to breathe, and I thought: how it lacks makes me my slippers of fingers! There it had if them at that moment, never would pass for such constaint. Finally I obtained to esquivar me> canvas shoe, but the most legal of this everything was that I could understand that it is of simplicity that we need. I did not advance to have a pair of fine shoes at the moments where I needed the slippers.

They have its established paper. They are singelos,> but when necessary they fulfill its task: they protect in them of the attrition of the ground, serve as isolating thermal, they prevent hurt and calluses in the foot I took this pra my daily life. How many times we disdain the simple ones in search of the showy one, of the fancy one? How many times we forget to give attention for the small essential things and demasiadamente we demasiadamente worry in them about great things that do not serve in them? I understood that little it can very be, and very normally is dismissable. Today I try to give more value to each moment, thing or person. After all, I do not know until when I go to use my slippers of fingers (…).


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