Oh yes, after some minutes, we've decide to walk together. It was a nice dawn, cloudy but without wind. The hill, the trees and the river had remembered me those years when the kayak was my conexion with the life, with the nature. Now, that I'm far away of smoothness of the yellow leaves or stretched animal, I was walking with Paco, he also loves these landscapes; we didn't think about its owners. We saw life, beauty and simplicity.
In this context, perhaps, he's begun to speak about his next decisions, I only wanted to understand his topics:
Why should my family take the money of the people's taxes if we will develop our skills without continuing their ways?. It would be as if a privat school will take money of the common citizen but they, later, would indicate the right direction with their own rules.
When Francisco told those wise reflections, my excitement was bigger than ever, Would it be possible that the Church understand that they cannot make money, choosing their students from the freedom of the parents' money or "their free abality to" select students?.
He understood his steps as a discovered of their own essences, forgetting strange dreams of bad power.
Later, when we're climbing up a nice and no hard hill, a strange person arrived with a rotten apple; we saw that apple but we remembered that we had seen some apple trees with those delicious fruits. We cannot think about that solitary appearance. Could a governor be so miserable to show some rotten fruits without seeing the wonderful apple trees which are around us and them?
Could, Francisco asked me, the politicians forget their own rotten fruits or would they go abroad to look for other (rotten?) fruits, without knowing if these food would be good for us?
Joder, Francisco, thank you for your reflections. The next day, if you want, we can walk together. Is it be too late to go back, again, to the water?
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