We lost several years and when enrumbe to the parish where it would happen my stage of apostolate, in that way we were and we were clear. We had already passed a stage of our life; you had stopped driving trucks, since you had sacrificarte so that the rest of your brothers could be educated. But you wanted to make reality which in the scholastic classrooms you thought with the adolescent young people that they watched with enthusiasms the readings of Maria’tegui or the stories of the professor of political economy with respect to the legendary social fighter Luis Of the Uceda Bridge. Our minds were absortas when listening the stories of the professor and we saw ourselves already crossing our nations to make of justice our flag. Me invitastes the food and we decided to do what our young minds planned in that stage.
We went first a to create schools where to work free of charge and we did thus it. Crossing the territories of the migrant ones that were posesionaron of territories of the bracamoros. There in the heat of high forest, with the forests we began to work without requesting a sun to the old state; but that if we asked for its recognition. But like nonramos of the rows of the government, later they did not choose us to continue teaching to those children who were born in new earth. We always discussed our ideas, more frankly without displeasing us by our discrepancies. Only the understanding of the ideas of the friend. There we chose a different way, but I included/understood to you; so that you already had yourself enamored with a mestiza, having already your small piston rods. Perhaps your companion would not have understood the decision that you had taken when following what I did. She does not bother to me. But it was the first goodbye to a so close friend.