Cuentos Infalesntiles En Ing

GRANDMA'S CRAZY

(Maria Garcia Borrego)

My grandmother is crazy. She has long hair, dyed cotton candy pink, always making up songs and dancing, it does not matter that it is a song "Rolling","El Fari" or the last of the "forty". I love computers, who runs perfectly. Your voice is permanently plagued Internet messages from people of all countries and all ages, has been finding friends intheir many forays into the cyber world. She always says that progress will lead to young people on the path of peace. In this world, we painted gray, which we filmed destroyed, she says that we, thechildren of 2000, we have in our hands the planet and we should not let us leave the adults made a sow.
My grandmother also believes that animals are more rational than men, and therefore wants us tolook to the animal world and imitate their behavior, we get into the sea and nademos as dolphins, we are as loyal as dogs, as independent as cats, who sing like birds, we defend our children as thelions, as bears to rest when we are tired and run like rabbits when we want to feel free, to work like ants in a group, we jump such as kangaroos to try to catch the stars, we go up to the trees and hangupside down to us as the sloth so, to see things from another perspective. That we adapt to our habitat, and as well we're smart, we try to change it to live better.
This offers us laugh whenever weare happy to bring happiness to those around us and mourn her eyes out when we have a bad time, with no complex, because the tears will cleanse the soul and a clean soul is the best remedy againstsadness and the best ally of peace.
My grandmother is crazy shoes wears supplement, take them out your favorite colors of the rainbow and puts them to brighten up the city, always so dirty and always sodark. It uses no bags, backpacks prefers allowing it to move freely while strolling through the streets dancing and the girl still remains, while singing a song of their own.
My beloved grandmother...