How Does The Sun Compare To Other Stars

"darling" ( 1. The porridge)

"Caprichos no."

Grandma Marta head of the table, Dad missing middle header and the other four of us, girls, sideways.

"If you eat it now, you'll have for dinner. And if you keep going, come back to eat in the kitchen ... "

was a warning rather than me repeating my father's mother to make me react. I had just his tenth birthday, the age at which allowed us to share breakfast, lunch and dinner with adults at the dining room, an important and desired. I ate fatal, not only recently, is that I did not like, a martyrdom was fed anything, except the sweet, all admitted with enthusiasm and without resistance. Back to the kitchen meant an utter humiliation and I wanted to be in that room of dark furniture and big, ugly, with adults once already. Was bad enough being the last monkey in the house, the little girl.

quickly took the final tablespoon of missing me that soup, one of the dishes that were costing me more with their swimming spinach, boiled egg and disgusting waste, carrots and cod, all suck. Was Fridays of Lent. Mary from one corner of the room gave me the courage to look. Tana, lying beside the fireplace, watching me also forbidden to approach the table as long distance dogs.

"You do not want to be a spoiled girl right?" counterclaim was final and my grandmother usual, this time I mourn about to shame. The others waited patiently for me was over. The dessert, donuts to compensate for the rigors of single dish, in the cupboard, cover the dish with a glass top, I could not see .

"I do not want to be a spoiled child, of course I do not want!" I said angrily, almost shouting. Tears of anger fell me as I removed the empty soup bowl. Could be a girl without hunger and mother, but certainly did not want to be spoiled in any way. It was a hurtful insult that made me whimper of rage just because someone suggested, much more my grandmother and there, in the middle of the room, all present and quiet as dead. Tana just react to my anger seemed to start up and groaning like me, in solidarity with my feelings. (....)



---------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------

( This is the beginning of the story "darling." those of you read the whole thing you can do in
Trabalibros here )