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long wanted to write about it Ahlberg, fame thunders on all entities, I heard about it at the very beginning, well, and decided that it must spend the night;
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to stay in this Ahlberg I had to go through only 7 km away, little crime, but too wanted, but I'm worried, suddenly I do not approve of what the pilgrimage is over - 7 miles a day, but the weather turned bad so (especially, for sure) that I had justification;

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because of the cold and rain, had to speed up and as a result I came too early - Ahlberg was closed and had to wait, well at least under the shed, but in an eerie cold (as there certainly comfortable in the heat in the shade (((
at some point there cyclists are familiar from the Arlberg in Salas, I'll be glad that the wait will be fun, but they changed clothes and drove off (by the way these guys were in Majorca, and spoke Mallorquin, heigh-ho, and I thought about what they say in Mallorca in Catalan)







okay, quite warm I do not have time, there was ospitalero Alejandro's cousin Mark, later than scheduled, but not to the same gloomy, then I learned that the family who had died, were preparing for the funeral, therefore, and Mark came from Zurich, but despite such unfortunate events (by the way I did not say anything, I heard the neighbors talking) and the fact that more so none of the pilgrims did not appear, take me to complete the program and the program includes dinner, breakfast and conversation), we first dinner: Alejandro asked me I'll be the first rice or noodles, I thought I said that the vermicelli, and on the second? rice or noodles? I am a bit stunned and said: rice, and thought to myself well Of course I want a free dinner (at Ahlberg voluntary donations), I was wrong, dinner was elegant, noodles and rice were present but these were a lot of stewed vegetables and spices;
breakfast, too, was really a separate story, he does not deserve;
but most importantly: A conversation with the pilgrims during the dinner communicate well in this case with me one already two ospitalero, to be honest I struhnula and tried to loosen, failed struhnula because Ahlberg private, Alejandro Gonzalez picked it up on their own initiative and with his own money, besides himself takes pilgrims and cooking (well at least not wash his feet, and then there are those enthusiasts) Well I had to think from the first minute of my worst fears began to be implemented: Alejandro strictly asked me to what denomination I belong to, well, began - I thought, and lie some more so bad in the way, I won the air and start, about what I certainly believe it, but still quite abstract, and take myself to any particular denomination can not,
understandable said Alejandro you of my party, I alehandrista and I tensed even more and began to remember whether the party in Alexandria, and that it it represents (well to me it was Alexandria came up), and between me sternly inquired whether I knew what it meant, had to say to my shame not; Alejandro smiled: My name is Alejandro - I Alehandrista, your name is Alejandra - you Alehandrista, I relaxed and continue the conversation flowed easily and naturally, because we were a party))
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Early in the morning I was mercilessly thrown out into the cold and rain, my shoes were icy, they all night and stood in the street and not dried out, the following rules: shoes left on the street, alehandristy do not like when the house smells bad, and do not like when the house swearing)

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sasha_de_blanes @ 2010-12-27T00: 58:00

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Story: "Do you know when it's Christmas?"

Hace mucho, mucho tiempo hice un cuento sobre la Navidad. Ganó un concurso cuando yo estaba get out of high school (ie school as stated in many countries). I've hardly touched. And since we're on the dates, I wanted to publish it.
Here goes.

Do you know when it's Christmas?

The old house had been thoroughly explored by MX-3, however, the fourth that appeared in the plans, was not there.

MX-3 gave a weary sigh and turned to take a look in the viewer's computer flickered in the darkness before him showing in detail all parts of the building. According to the machine and its figures, the room should be.

The house had been built in the twentieth century, in times of great-grandfather. Manufactured from high quality firm, had stood the test of time so that was still intact. The MX-3 family had moved a short time before the building but used the rational use of living space, were only concerned to enable the section that required the family's needs.

Recently, MX-3 had found the original plans in a beat-driven trunk when his childlike curiosity, exploring the rest of the house.

was

Now guess which corner was the mysterious room that had become since that day in an obsession but even he could understand why.

After removing angles mathematical equations prospects and other data, he determined a possible location within the plans that showed the display of your computer. Quickly turned to that location but his disappointment was great to see that the walls did not have any tickets: only had bookcases, cabinets, racks and other items that were used in ancient times when there was no an storage chips.

again thoroughly reviewed its calculations. Just to the right should be the gateway to the room ... but failed to find more than a solid cabinet doors wide covering all available space in a corner. Then he had an idea. Face down on the floor, he peered under the feet of the Hulk and there he discovered that indeed, as he had thought, behind the furniture were traces of the door that was looking for.

Without wasting a second, took his little robot cyber "Chico" he called it, to help him remove the cabinet. Thus, at a time, entry was clear, ready to disclose the secret hiding your doorstep.

With longing heart of emotion, the boy put his hand on the knob and a soft moan of old metal ... the door opened.

shadows in Queens. Therefore, took a little getting used to the darkness, but not well he had done, began to walk looked about the many things that are packed inside. A series of rectangular objects (books, as his father had told him on occasion) was in a corner, small little people (dolls, according to his mother) and other items that did not know were piled around him.

an exclamation of astonishment, the boy took a few steps inside the room.

- wonderful! What relics! - Picked up a little one ship that was on the floor, "Come, come, called his robot-Have you ever seen anything like it? - The small metal robot shook his head negatively. The boy, fascinated, picked up objects and carefully watched, felt by all sides as if to convince himself of its solidity.

- Do you know? In fact, I do not know why I'm so happy. It must be because I achieved what he wanted.

Suddenly, his eyes got stuck in a corner there, something large seemed to want to draw your attention. Little then turned to the window, tugging hard, thick curtains opened to see more clearly. A beam of light came slowly, as the fabric was moving, leaving the shadows receive a green plastic tree, known as pine, high-rise, covered with dust as the sets worn hanging from its branches.

The boy approached. At the foot of the tree could be seen a beautifully carved figurines arranged in a scene in a small portal of wood and straw. The scene depicted a group of people surrounding a child pequeñoy beautiful angelic face.

MX-3 remained watching with interest a few seconds until "Chico" caught her attention with two whistles sound. He stretched his mechanical arm and gave him something he had picked up off the floor.

- What is, "Baby"? - The money received was a small book of stories .- "A Christmas Carol" - read - Christmas? Dime computer - asked his mobile computer - What is Christmas?

few seconds passed before the answer machine:

"It is not computable.

MX-3, then opened the book and stood in silence, watching the images appeared there.

"Dad

The man looked away from the bright screen in front of her own to care for your child.

- Yeah, what do you want?

"I wanted to ask you a question.

"Well, do it.

- What is Christmas?

The strangeness is reflected in the father's face.

-Christmas ...- thought - I had never heard of that word.

- And you, Mama? "- MX-3 continued

- No, no - she said - where do you get it?

- From a book I found - it was - is old and contains sheets, very beautiful.

The woman took the book and then to leaf through it, handed it to father.

- I think they are ancient beliefs. Do not think it makes sense to pay attention - the man said after seeing the book - forget it - and turned back to the screen.

A MX-3 did not like the answer but chose not to continue insisting. I knew I could not forget it. Took the small book in his hands and looked thoughtful.

His mother seemed to know what was going through his mind at that moment because it took him aside and told :

- There's a man that maybe you can answer. Called SV-14 and has a small antique shop in the center of the city. Tomorrow we start shopping for gifts for the "Day of Honey." If you want, I can take with him.

MX-3

nodded, pleased.

The next day, lie walked the crowded streets, MX-3 was asked the reason for this commotion that derived in "Baby Day", when all these beautiful lavished their loved ones. Every year, to reach that date, was the same: Merchants prices rose, adorned business with beautiful light molecules, people went about the streets until your heart is filled with gifts, cars full of gifts ...

- is here - his mother said, interrupting her thoughts. They were in front of a store, very small in comparison neighboring businesses, which showcases exhibiting antiquities such as quartz clocks, color televisions, radios and other things.

- I'll leave here while I go in search of gifts. Then you pick it up. Understood? - Gave a farewell kiss.

- Yes, Mom. Thanks .- He followed with his eyes until he was lost in the crowd.

Then he turned to the entrance of the store, but something in the window caught his eye irresistibly: in a corner decorated with lights and garlands, was a pine tree like the one found in house dust, new plastic, and under its branches, some figurines surrounding a small child in a manger.

- I can help you? - The old man's voice startled him.

- This ... no ... I say, yes ... I mean ...

- Well, what are we? - Gave him a friendly look from behind his glasses anachronistic.

- is that ... just wanted to make a query.

- So, let me in and you sitting comfortably in an armchair.

It did happen and with a seat, he served a delicious natural fruit juice, which MX- 3 had ever tasted.

- Well, what would that question? - He asked, sitting beside him.

- I know what Christmas is.

The old man smiled pleasantly.

- It is rare these days someone is interested in the forgotten Christmas. I'll explain: so long ago, many centuries, Christmas was an event that is eagerly awaited throughout the year. When that day arrived, the family gathered around a tree, Easter or Christmas, decorated as the one I have on display. Under him were the gifts that were given to each member of the family as a way of spreading friendship and love. Young children were told that those gifts were brought by Father Christmas or Santa Claus or Father Christmas as he be appointed as the region in which they lived - He paused, remembering the details as he stroked his chin - I lived was said ; to the North Pole, where he and his elves helpers worked all year making toys for distribution on Christmas Day. Went out at night, riding on a magic sleigh pulled by magical deer also roamed the sky at high speed allowing him to reach all corners of the world in a few hours and so distribute gifts to children who waited anxiously.

- must have been a wonderful show! - Exclaimed MX-3 - what a sled?

The old man laughed at the unexpected question.

- I forgot that no longer exist in our time and it is impossible to know them - reflected a time - Have you seen the snowmobiles?

- What? Are solar or nuclear power?

- Any of them.

- Yes

- Well, the sleds were somewhat similar, only instead of the kind of energy that is currently used only had to pull of some animals such as dogs or deer in the Eskimos case of Father Christmas. Do you understand?

- Yes - Said the accompaniment of a nod - Where did the Father Christmas?

- Well, you never know exactly, but legend says that the Magi who came to adore the Child Jesus were not three but four, but one of them is lost on the road and could not come to the birthplace of so little, looking argad gift for the child, began to distribute them worldwide.

- Reyes Magos? "Baby Jesus? ... Could you explain?

- Of course. We have come to the true origin of Christmas for thousands of years, in a little town called Bethlehem, was born a boy named Jesus who was to bring a message of peace and love to the world. It was twelve o'clock of a December 24.

- Baby's Day! - MX-3 said.

- That's right - he said and continued, "Some humble shepherds came to the doorway where the Christ child was born led by a choir of angels - saying it brought a box the same figures that were in the cabinet and arranged on a table - but they were not the only ones who received the warning: far, in the East, three wise kings received the news of the birth by a divine warning following a bright star came to the town of Bethlehem where they offered their gifts, gold, frankincense and myrrh to the infant Jesus - said the statues of the three characters but at the time warned that seemed MX-3 not paying attention - Are you listening?

- I was thinking that if indeed the baby Jesus brought peace and love, why, then, there was so much war and hatred in the past?

- Good question. It is the same as our ancestors did to see that many do not want to hear the message of the Christ Child. Yes, there was much hatred and unfortunately a lot of men for men. However, Christmas was always a night of peace, whatever the circumstances in which they find humanity. Many times, that night the enemy were at war, kept a truce and there was even a time when even gave gifts to one another side of the trenches, sending them into empty shells. It was the night that personal grudges are forgotten and all to be brothers again. The men took a long time and work to understand the message he had brought the Infant Jesus, but once they did, they forgot the messenger and were concerned only external signs brought with him Christmas gifts and stuff. It was from this So was born the "Day of Honey." There was no Easter trees, or Father Christmas, or birthday of the Christ Child ... Christmas spirit was no more - followed a moment of silence in which MX-3 carefully observed the figurines on the table.

- When my mother, would you want to sell it? - Said the crib - she will pay.

- No.

- No?

The old man smiled.

- I give it to you. So never forget our conversation - began to assemble the package so that the child could take it.

- Anyway - muttered MX-3 - I had not forgotten.

MX-3 days after coming to school and seeing his friends ran toward them saying

- Guys, do you know when is Christmas?

Children looked puzzled.

- What is that? - Asked one of them and MX-3 began to relate, in a nutshell, what was learned from SV-14 but half the story several of his listeners began to withdraw, exclaiming:

- Nonsense!

- Nonsense!

Upon completion of MX-3 speak, only five of his friends stood beside him in silence. His disappointment was dispelled, however, when they began to talk.

- It's a shame that Christmas is no longer celebrate! - BR-4 said

- Yes, it would be nice if they should return to practice these customs nevideñas - TQ-102 added, sister of the boy who had spoken before.

- Well, why not begin to do it ourselves? - Proposed MP-34 - missing three days for "Baby Day", or Christmas. There is still time to prepare something.

- is precisely what I wanted to propose! - MX-3 said, delighted.

- then decided - concluded MP-34 - Join us apdres and friends, but where we will meet that night?

- I think my house is the best place - concluded MX-3 - In the fourth I found there is something for Christmas-style ambiance.

This was all arranged. However, they did not have the resounding NO that would give parents totally ridiculous considering this initiative. Moreover, the father of MX-3 clearly warned that it could not use the room for a "ceremony of centuries past, entirely retrograde and pointless."

However, children do not give up. During the days that there were still, the computer instructed them was made textile costumes similar to those carrying the figurines had given to SV-14 MX-3, arranged the Christmas tree, which took the fourth with the help of his little pet robots, and installed in the courtyard.

Mientras MX-3 y sus amigos realizaban estos preparativos, los niños que no habían querido continuar escuchando lo que relataba el chiquillo acerca de la Navidad, al enterarse de lo que pretendían hacer, prepararon su propia fiesta: fabricaron bombas de merengue, de agua y pusieron a punto sus pistolas láser de agua de juguete con la intención de interrumpir la celebración de la Navidad que harían MX-3 y los otros niños.

 

 

            Thus came the day I was waiting so eagerly MX-3.

At eleven o'clock the night of December 24, each small slunk home, dressed in costumes made by the computer and, in turn, each willing to disturb children did likewise.

concluded at the place (the backyard of MX-3), everything was already arranged. Easter Under the tree was the manger with the figurines.

As they arrived they settled around the crib. Cuandoe Stuven all together they looked at each other helplessly.

- Well - he finally said TV-400 - What now?

MP-34 drew from his pocket a number of papers and distributed them.

- I wrote a song. Maybe it would be appropriate to start singing - MP-34 did not know but had created the first Christmas carol in several centuries - The melody for the 407P Jet business model that is used to reach the planet Epsilon.

not even suspected that from behind the bushes had more than someone prepared to drop bombs with meringue.

- Let's start - MX-3 said:

"Do you know when it's Christmas?

When people open their hearts

and sing simple songs

talking about love and harmony

Do you know when it's Christmas?

When the Child God opens his eyes

and get incense, myrrh and gold

of the Three Kings

that from the East have come

only to worship.

For though humble is his birthplace,

his throne, the greater must be

because there is no largest kingdom

but which has the Love and Peace today. "

The children's voices were heard sweet and soft from the start, but suddenly there was a change: the notes escaped from his throat seemed to have become somewhat transparent, soft and delicate, and light illuminating the manger became even more intense. But that does not pertenecíaa new light fluorescent lamp that had led the small but arose out of the figure center of the scene: the baby Jesus.

Then MX-3 found that she did not sing Ely just his friends children who were behind the bushes had been left aside their evil intentions and had been approaching one by one, at first astonished, looking absorbed light that shone unknown origin their own faces as ever before.

MX-3 smiled happily and looking back on the baby Jesus, it seemed , who had never seen a face or a look of peace as beautiful as those now contemplated.

- Look! - TQ-103 pointing to the sky. There, right above their heads, a star seemed to make signs from infinity.

- Baby Jesus is Born! - MX-3 and said taking the hand of his friends came to sing the carol, followed demásy example and continued until the star lost its luster and disappeared.

FIN

"Do you know when it's Christmas? by Marcela Alejandra Ponce Trujillo is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License .

order not to We forget that the protagonist here is not Father Christmas or the Christmas tree or gifts and all those things that we've invented over the years.

Merry Christmas to everyone and that @ s Jesúsl Lord bless you today and always.

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sasha_de_blanes @ 2010-12-24T00: 21:00

all Catalans are well, very strange people:
pick up and deliver Kaganer straight to the mall ...
Well clear, with the most well-intentioned)

And you a Merry))

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sasha_de_blanes @ 2010-12-23T12: 28:00


But suddenly ... nothing. .. not kidding ...
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