While blue remains alive in the hearts, hope keeps us children in many ways ... For example: The night of kings, who with his magic cloak covers every corner of ourselves, today is the day, though years to reach me, I can not avoid the emotion that a parade of kings gives me, not is the fact the ride itself, it is the sediment left in my heart that those other ... those of a happy childhood that my parents always Bless! were able to give me and full of magic. So many camels
drew on the balcony, many kings took his glass of campagne, nougat and ate our left hand a flood of gifts ... They come up to my memories of countless shining shoes in front of the fireplace year after year waiting on the carpet six pairs ... six children who dreamed of the morning, praying that the night was short ...
heart I wish that today's parents give children those delicious moments leading up to the gifts, in fact 90% of illusion lay precisely in them ...
gifts we are not flooded, as now, but each were used and enjoyed without missing a beat, I think now the kids are lost in a maelstrom of gifts that makes them lose hope of exploring one in particular ... and are forgotten at the first opportunity where were those weekend games throughout the year, with the "Games Geipan meeting!" Repeated every year as a general gift, it would use the smashing and were essential to family game ... Surely
for today's children remains a wonderful day ... But you must give thank you very much for not knowing who lives in my memory today ... not stand the comparison!
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