Stage I
Ernesto Grandfather's Babita was falling every time he was dancing with granddaughter him to the sound of guarachas. Is firmly ingrained in his heart that the first impulses of the child were to want to walk through the rhythm of the bongos and gowns. The very naughty and had a good ear for music ygracia, and rhythm to dance.
Three years was enjoying his grandfather to raise Coco was so proud and in love with her granddaughter that the very rogue presumed to her in front of the women of her age when she sat with them to enjoy gathering dusk. It was the best time for the elderly, when the evening breeze and the music that filtered through the balconies are brought to mind memories old and rewarding. The Life Time seemed to stop just for them.
His precious Coco had dazzled him every evening it had to walk through the busy streets of Havana, sometimes even secretly took her to their meetings with Santeria intention that the child will fill the soul energy of Olodumare Ashe, the Universal God. The grandfather had a firm belief that the blessings and prayers that he dedicated to serve orishás never abandon the spirit of his mulatto. Of course, none of this could tell parents of Coco, was very clear that the white boy English ban will care for her daughter if she knew he was part of those "voodoo rituals" as he called them. That Peter was a good man and grandfather knew Ernesto was recognized that taking good care of your family. But I hated it. I saw something suspicious in that whitey English that appeared and disappeared for long periods at will. They got wrong by mutual agreement, especially when he was home. If Grandpa was late with Coco the fuss that was riding came to the attention of the entire community.
But that little is remembered as the girl. When his father left to travel to Cuba and to contact the family decided to move Darlin to Spain and find him there.
Ernesto A discouraged that idea. Tried to dissuade them to stay with him but could do nothing against the desperation of a woman in love, now a single mother, who only longed to return to find his man and sought a better future for herself and her child. But his plans were not as expected. After moving to Barcelona in a small rented flat in old city their mother had to seek work in the first thing that came to move forward. During those years he worked as a nanny, maid, waitress and when she got to put their papers in order definitively began working as a clerk in a clothing store. At first I gave him the nod for his appearance and fitness, but the manager of that store as Posh given three-month trial to see how it unfolded. Darlin learned quickly: If your partner was right on when he played, she had to reach at least ten minutes before; to closing time, she would do whatever it takes to meet a client. Also had the complex task of turning off his Cuban accent, not wearing clothes too tight for not marking curves would give a aggressive against women and not too loose to ensure that men do not notice her. To be accepted finally do a good job in the store itself. Coco
spent at his mother thought was a deep nostalgia, but being so young wonder that sadness occupied a large part of his heart. During the early years had a sort of melancholic depression that she could not understand. Completely unaware of the change of scenery, of people, smells and tastes had been too much. I could not understand that he missed the heat, music, the revelry of their neighborhood and all the happiness he had wrapped since birth. But above all what he lacked was the grandfather Ernesto and his great affection. Darlin suffered by his baby, but I thought the best thing that could give him was the fruit of their labor, so you will not miss anything. I did not know to deal with that sadness that he even painted the aura of gray. Do not know that, simply, his exhaustive dedication to work and think about the man who left was making him lose a wonderful energy. That blind and vain search was stealing the love and magic as a woman and mother belonged. And children are the first to receive the impact of change, touched Coco feel everything.
When she turned ten years and received the third Darlin Pedro refusal to recognize their relationship and take care of Coco, the mother had to decide to forget about it forever and start a new life with a another dream to fulfill that could afford it. Since then, more devoted to her daughter and herself and five years later, with the help of their savings in a hurry, a loan and some money that he paid the father for the support of the child and why not to bother to stop, opened a Cuban restaurant in the Born, one of the neighborhoods were more in vogue in Barcelona. It took God and help build the business, every night gave body and soul to pray for help Olodumare. He could not forget their origins and beliefs because they were part of it and deny it was like denying a part of herself. He called the restaurant and its more precious, Coco. Through its project initiated some loyal friends and finally saw a more or less stable future for herself and her daughter. It took some time to bear good fruit, but in the end was very successful, thanks in large part to their culinary skills and love you put everything. Something he learned from his father at an early age is that you take pride in King, humility and holy Stamina warrior to make things good in this life. Coco noticed the big change from his mother, but while Darlin flourished and returned to fill his life with warm colors, she struggled to understand why it did not quite fit into the world. Perhaps it was something so extreme, but she felt that way. He had friends and good academic results and had the support and unconditional love of his mother. But she felt something was missing, as if the beating rhythm of life inside will not work well. At fifteen he began to develop a series of complexes in which overturned much attention and ended up causing a blackout in the colors of his aura when out small, had shone like the sun He called all I had of herself as too: too much hair, too dark, too hip, too flashy, too much color, too much, too much, too ...
His mother everything seemed little business going, the better best felt inside. It was proposed smile to any circumstance that would come and that made him feel happier, more beautiful and stronger. The energy radiated is felt to five feet away, but not enough for Coco. The little woman had built a concrete wall shelter itself. Poor Coco. Not yet understood. And of course, what he needed to understand was something that she kept inside. Only the necessary ingredients needed to make it unveiled its true beauty.
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Patricia Djembé
Photo: Theobroma Cacao, which is extracted from cocoa. (Image from google)
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