Since I was a Niñ or, his father took him to the square of the city center. He loved watching the birds nest in the tops of those leafy trees, as they sheltered from the cold and received food and protection from their mothers.
Her childhood was no deviation without any problems, I was a child responsible, loving and very spoiled now. He had the soft eyes of his father and the sympathetic heart of his mother. She smiled sweetly, and her green eyes denote the joy he felt at all times. Got the whole world's attention, until their parents decided to bring company. His sister giving them the love that was born to this happy and completed a perfect American family ideal.
Any change that winter day in 1933 when his father and his little sister left home. The small was to visit the doctor a few days ago had made a strong cough. The little Nathaniel was left alone with his mother has to do household chores while they waited. The news of the accident came to the ears of the young mother the same day, who with great difficulty to communicate son, telling him the quietest I could, that God had decided to take his sister and father.
The little boy learned since then that perfect love existíay not everything always came to an end. He learned to fend for himself and hardly independent, but I was a kid too vulnerable. His mother tried to be a living from home, working as a seamstress, leaving aside for a long time with your child. Did his best to see a smile on his unique sense of life now, but this fell into his thoughts to the point not wanting to express their feelings, not to talk or to love anyone, for fear of losing him.
I really did not know was that what really moved the world was love.
Because in this world for more years pass, humanity remains uncivilized side as in the beginning of the era. Among all the selfishness, recklessness, racism, hunger and intolerance, was born a love that crossed borders. Love without color, no race, no creed or ideology. A love that endures even after the war.
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