An Eariler story
Once upon a time in a very small town, eight brothers lived. This my grandmother story!!
When she was a child, she lived in a small town in Bolivar, it called Barranca nueva. My great grandparents had ten children, but two of them died. My grandmother told me she had a very healthy childhood, she used to play with her brothers and sisters at nights, in her tow
n there wasn't light.

In the towns the people live in a familar enviroment, my grandma used to call the neigthbors like her uncles and aunts. They made her do homeworks and chores, they were like her second parents.
As my grandma was growing up, my great grandfather was more strict. He didn't let her go to the parties with her sisters, he cared them so much. However my grandma went to the parties sometimes, when she could escape of my great grandfather.
Her elder brothers were so naughty, they used to go to the river without permission, and the river was so dangerous! My great grandfather scolded them so much.
That was a bit of my grandmother's life. An earlier story.