These four words inevitably remind me of the first scenes of the Disney movie “The Lion King”, one that I find very special, for several reasons – it tells a story of love, courage and tenacity, it has a beautiful soundtrack – featuring the incredibly powerful song “The circle of life” – it takes place in Africa… or simply because it was the favourite of my son Afonso who loved to watch it while sitting on my lap. Now that I …
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She was ten. Only a girl, little more than a child, really, but she liked to say she was a “pre-teenager”. She knew she looked older; she was tall, with long legs and her brown eyes shone in her cinnamon skin, tanned by the tropical sun. She had long, straight dark hair that came to the middle of her back and a ready smile. She was full of romantic dreams; in a time without television the evenings were long …
True friends are one of life’s greatest treasures. On the other hand, friends who are false often come as a great disappointment. Between these two types of friends there are many shades of course. As from black to white we find so many shades of grey. As a child, and then a teenager, I had many acquaintances as I was quite popular at school. From a very early age I could tell who were my “real” friends, steadfast and loyal, …
There it is. Another month of August is over. No other month leaves me with such a nostalgic feeling of time gone by too quickly. No other month has ever given me this need to hold time prisoner in my hands and make it stop. And it has been like this for a long time. Not back in Mozambique, though. August there was a winter month, even if our winter there was mild for all standards. But since we came …
Just now we were talking on the phone and laughing while we recalled the crazy things we did when we were young. We met during our first year at University but it was only a year or so after that we became inseparable friends and shared almost everything: studies, exams (as I usually did my oral exams immediately after yours), evenings out with friends, going to discos, making up “stories” for your parents and my grandparents, dressing up for parties, …
Last Thursday I went to Madrid for some meetings and as usual a few weeks before I sent a WhatsApp to my friend Rosario, who lives there, asking her if she would be free for dinner. Getting together It is a habit of many years now. From the first time I went to Madrid for work after our first meeting in Paris in 93, we invariably get together when I go there – which I often do – and, …
“Blue Eyes, Baby’s got blue eyes, Like a deep blue sea, On a blue blue day” – so goes the beautiful song by Elton John that always makes me think of my elder son. My own Blue Eyes was a much desired, much longed for baby. On the very happy day that he was born I looked at him and told everyone “this baby will have blue eyes” – everyone said no, it’s just the “milk” (supposedly all newborn babies …
