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Ode to the family
Madrid, Spain
So here I am. It´s been already one year since I have moved from my home. Slovakia. My home, my family, my routes, my childhood, my education, my brain, my behavior, me - everything started in Slovakia. It has created me. The country , very tiny and small in the center of Europe. Somebody knows it , somebody doesn´t, but I don´t care. I know where I was born. In the place that spring smells as a heaven.. You feel that is coming when the birds are coming back from south, you hear them. You hear the calling from the nature. You feel that the earth is slowly getting warmer and you see more sun. You feel the trees moving and the water shining, you feel the grass.. You know that it is not already a summer because you see the mountains with a little bit of snow but you know that it is not going to last longer and you will start to wear a T-shirt. The spring, magnificent spring when every creature in this world starts to wake up. You hear voices on the street, you feel movement, happiness, childish atmosphere touching you so hard and you want to kiss the trees and bless the sun and hug the flowers. And then the summer comes. The wet summer with hot days which you enjoy, you jump to the water and swim until you are tired. The day starts to end and you still see the sun , the day is long and the night is so fresh, you sit outside on the floor or on the grass and you feel the smell. Then it starts to rain and you hear a calling from the heaven - yes , a big storm has just come. You hear it from the right, from the left, from above your head. It comes and goes. You go to sleep and listen the stunning rain drops on your window. You wake up in the morning and yes, the grass has grown up. Thanks to you mother earth, that you gave me a water, a rain that I can enjoy at this moment in this morning. And then the autumn comes. The cold morning, the cold night. The cold days without sun and with low pressure are eating you and taking you to the winter.. But slowly.. The leaves are falling, the colors are breathtaking , the air is so pure and fresh that even it is cold you want to stay outside and listen the wind. You take a good jacket and climb the mountain cause you will come back as clean as a saint. Fresh and happy, oh , only if there was a more of sun. But when there is the sun, you take the train and you see a gorgeous forest and you don´t know where to watch. The green, yellow, red, orange. Everything has a color, it is amazing and when you feel it is enough. It is not! There is a grass, green as never before. The rivers are reflecting and the trees are talking. To you. Just listen and feel. You pass November and the winter is coming. Look around and feel freezing air. Look at that snow falling down, covering the earth without any shame. Cleaning all the problems and all the mess outside. Just so peaceful. Nobody´s outside. You touch the snow with your boots and you listen. Listen the snow and look at the ice on the trees and jump into the snow. Stay there. What do you hear? Nothing. So greatuful ..
The nature and the climate.. It is different everywhere, it smells diferent everywhere...Have you ever thought that the climate you was born in, makes a difference between cultures? Let me tell you an example. It seems very normal to you that it is snowing in the winter. You also see very normal that when it is a summer and there is a sun shining, you go out and hell, you enjoy that freaking sun which appears very rarely. But have you ever immagined that there are people living and hiding from the sun? The reason? They have enough of it. Yes there you go. The sun makes the difference. Where? In people.
And there, my friend, starts my spanish experience. Being slovak... And hiding from the sun in Spain..
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