My best memory of childhood

In general my memory is not very good, something very terrible because now I have to memorize a lot of things, but that is another conversation because about my pass a have a lot of memories, for that reason is very difficult to choose one the constellation of good moments about that pass called “childhood”. But now I am thinking, there is a “perfect” moment in my infancy, around 4 years old.

In my happy pinky four years old, I was living in the capital of Chile, in Santiago, because my father and my mother was working a lot, and they needed someone to help us, someone to take care of me: My grandparents. So, I lived that period of my life in “La Florida”, in the “Uberlinda and Orlando” house.

One day of that year – must be in 1995 – it was going to be a moon eclipse, and how I never was watched a moon eclipse, my mother and father organized a “camp” out, in the garden of my grandma. In the backyard of my grandma there is a big and peculiar “parrón” – of that parrón emerged a mysterious pumpkin -. So, we put blankets ans pillows down the Parrón to be confortables when the moment to experiment the natural phenomenon been able to enjoy it.

The deal: we (mother, father and daughter) was down the Parrón talking about anything, looking the stars, waiting “the show” in that starry night with a lot of yearning (at least me) to see that magic event. There was more silence than conversations, so in one of those long silences I fall asleep, because I had not strength or the late-night practice. My father (I supposed) takes me in his arms and moved to my bed. I didn’t wake up at the other day, when I realized what happened: I had lost an eclipse!

While no longer a “novelty” see eclipses, that day I imbued with the fact of amazed at events as “natural” and “supernatural” at time. Also the taste of contemplation emerges that day. Well, pleasant sensation of being among the parents.

That is my history.
Bye!