The other day my teacher of English III asked us to write the setting about the book that would narrate our lives or an important aspect. I could say that moment touched my heart very deep, now I wanna share the creation after a feedback that one of my classmates gave me:
Anthropology, Education and Art.
Freedom, that’s what I found two years ago when I decided to create some of the weirdest combinations, but, at the same time, in her nature was beautiful. When that happened, everything was so bright after a long time immersed in darkness, loneliness and conflicts. Especially with my parents, because I didn’t know what to do with my life. However, I was able to do something special on my own in this messy urban city which once felt as vain as my soul. How can I explain the emotions that captured me that day? I’ll try in these lines: I sensed in my veins how the adrenaline ran that I couldn’t hold my wishes to start this crazy adventure named anthropology, education and art.
That day of 2018, for the first time the sun of Cali felt like a hug and the clouds were like a fluffy so lovey. That moment was so crucial to me because I found the purpose of my life. Those were innocent impressions that came along with a promise towards my weakest version:
«I’m going to this, no matter what, for us»
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