Rio Grande Do Sul

The waited day arrived so! Carminha badly could imagine that, in that frozen afternoon of 1950, its father would give to endorsement it to buy its first pair of clogs. It would be one day inesquecvel, after all, with six years of age, garotinha shy, loirinha, of clear eyes, never has the chance to walk in those embarradas roads of the interior of the Rio Grande Do Sul with the paved feet. Carminha was the seventh son of a couple of Italian descendants. The life was hard, did not have many resources. E, for it to be the youngest child, was always the last one of the line for everything, also to gain a pair of footwear. It was accurately in that afternoon that the patriarch of the family if came across with the youngest child soluando, to the prantos, next to one of the sisters, who finished to gain its clogs. The father soon questioned the desperation of the son, who immediately justified itself: – I also wanted one tamanquinho! Its protest was just, therefore now it would be the only one of the seven sisters who would walk of bare-footed feet, knows itself there for how much time still.

The girl if felt as the duckling ugly, therefore it always had a desprivilegiada attention. It was not a discrimination maldosa, but necessary. In the poor family, &#039 did not have as to apply the norm; ' if it has for one, has for todos' '. Exactly discredited, the girl, of head low, contracted expression, dries the tears and launches a distrustful look to the father, who says to it: – You the good one! Tamanquinho goes back in the Been one to also buy one pra you. Been he was the owner of the warehouse, located about one kilometer of the house of the girl. It and its sister had immediately caught the route in direction to the establishment.

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