are the 7:30 am
are two days that I come here on the roof, so soon
today is the last full day I spend here in Anbalayam
I wake up early because I want to bring in time
already we have more hours in school, but last time "letterary academy" have dedicated to us,
the official greeting
was a party, a party of
color because it was Wednesday and Wednesday is the day to wash the uniforms and the boys and girls can come dressed in civilian clothes
and their "bourgeois" is so colorful!
move around the yard are tidy and simply leave the classroom turns into a dance punctuated by bright colors and garish
sit on the ground by a male side, females on the other in the hallway
human who we are we create
embarrassed honored
behind Bro. Samy
the official greeting of it that finally we will mark two girls on the forehead with yellow-gold and red eye of the mind, and in turn put us on his shoulders, like a warm hug, a scarf
mine is a really nice deep blue turquoise
starts the show singing and dancing are acting
this time the weather is clement
and how every afternoon in the last two weeks the sky changes abruptly
first heat was hotter than ever
the wind rises, the air is ominous, and perhaps with the heavy rain ... applauded the efforts of the boys
heavy rain
closes the curtain on the show in mid
Enrico swears innocently, we seem much more disappointed us, they accept this kind of intervention with more mature perhaps wise expert serenity
their relationship with Mother Nature is more dense closer now everyday of my ...
exit from the school children we have come to seek
perhaps to fill the time that must pass by the roadside waiting for the bus
still raining but Henry Nicholas and we do not pay much attention, are busy playing with the guys I get closer
I met Sathya
she is the reason why I write now that I have her nails painted in a lively and awful red
came up to me, told me his name, knew my
I was lying near him, remained
is as if I had chosen
for his friendship strive to
mutual exchange some information
is the twelfth, the latest year for which has seventeen years or so, the next goes to college to study computer science in Madurai
a false alarm on a mysterious arrival of the bus to give us an awkward hug, I'm not accustomed to physical contact, but we are both happy to embrace, to have successfully crossed this distance
what we communicate passes mostly through the eyes and skin
after realizing that I still had time for us
her she gave me a pen
probably the only thing that can leave at that moment I feel embarrassed
then gives me the red nails, his are also painted
Henry tells me his name, Sathya means peace ,
the final burst comes along with red nails and beats me in as their intense color, I asked to go home with her at his house ...
I want to go
the bus arrives
another awkward embrace
a kiss and then we waved goodbye
long
get on the bus is a ' company, five or six remain hanging, dangling attacked, she struggles to see me in and among many heads out the window
we waved goodbye
long until the bus is too far
are two days that I come here on the roof, so soon
today is the last full day I spend here in Anbalayam
I wake up early because I want to bring in time
already we have more hours in school, but last time "letterary academy" have dedicated to us, the official greeting
was a party, a party of
color because it was Wednesday and Wednesday is the day to wash the uniforms and the boys and girls can come dressed in civilian clothes
and their "bourgeois" is so colorful!
move around the yard are tidy and simply leave the classroom turns into a dance punctuated by bright colors and garish
sit on the ground by a male side, females on the other in the hallway
human who we are we create
embarrassed honored
behind Bro. Samy
the official greeting of it that finally we will mark two girls on the forehead with yellow-gold and red eye of the mind, and in turn put us on his shoulders, like a warm hug, a scarf
mine is a really nice deep blue turquoise
starts the show singing and dancing are acting
this time the weather is clement
and how every afternoon in the last two weeks the sky changes abruptly
first heat was hotter than ever
the wind rises, the air is ominous, and perhaps with the heavy rain ... applauded the efforts of the boys
heavy rain
closes the curtain on the show in mid
Enrico swears innocently, we seem much more disappointed us, they accept this kind of intervention with more mature perhaps wise expert serenity
their relationship with Mother Nature is more dense closer now everyday of my ...
exit from the school children we have come to seek
perhaps to fill the time that must pass by the roadside waiting for the bus
still raining but Henry Nicholas and we do not pay much attention, are busy playing with the guys I get closer
I met Sathya
she is the reason why I write now that I have her nails painted in a lively and awful red
came up to me, told me his name, knew my
I was lying near him, remained
is as if I had chosen
for his friendship strive to
mutual exchange some information
is the twelfth, the latest year for which has seventeen years or so, the next goes to college to study computer science in Madurai
a false alarm on a mysterious arrival of the bus to give us an awkward hug, I'm not accustomed to physical contact, but we are both happy to embrace, to have successfully crossed this distance
what we communicate passes mostly through the eyes and skin
after realizing that I still had time for us
her she gave me a pen
probably the only thing that can leave at that moment I feel embarrassed
then gives me the red nails, his are also painted
Henry tells me his name, Sathya means peace ,
the final burst comes along with red nails and beats me in as their intense color, I asked to go home with her at his house ...
I want to go
the bus arrives
another awkward embrace
a kiss and then we waved goodbye
long
get on the bus is a ' company, five or six remain hanging, dangling attacked, she struggles to see me in and among many heads out the window
we waved goodbye
long until the bus is too far
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