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Childhood, that stage of life that marks us forever. I grew up among the hustle and bustle of people, among pots, noises and hubbub, in the bosom of my family, hard-working people whom I admire so much, I remember my grandmother with special affection, a lady dressed in black, fine and turn wrinkled white skin, hunched over and intense green eyes marked, a reflection of a hard life, post-war work in the field, which did not have the opportunity to go to school and used wise sayings to express themselves, which today I keep using it without being able to avoid a smile on my lips, that woman to whom I owe so much was an example to follow for me and taught me, among other things, that there is no reward without sacrifice, nor success without having known failure before. , to finally know how to appreciate the value of things.