domingo, 11 de janeiro de 2009

Jean Félix´s Story

When i was a teenager, at the end of the academic year, i used to have my holliday in the country. I made that choice because country life is more healthy and peacefull. Where i lived there was a lot of tries it was why, during the nights, we could hear the wind rustles in the tries. My neighbour had at his house a big drinking trough for horses, which came back in later hours looking for water, we could feel them by their clatter of hoofs.
Every morning i was been awaken by an alarm clock beeps hung on the wall of the living room and by an old door creaked open of my neighboor. And just behind where i lived there was a swimming pool that had been built for inhabitants, and from a distance we could hear the day along the children cried and plopped into the water. There, we could also hear the camera cliked when parents took pictures of their kids swimmig. And then so..... 

1 comentário:

Katharine Hurlstone disse...

A very nice story. I can imagine being there.