Like all working children, I come from a village near Sucre. My parents sold all their things in the field and came to the city to start over.
I do not remember much of the story, but my parents remember it like yesterday, just.
I live in a neighborhood that is in front of the central area of \u200b\u200bthe cemetery. And my friends of my people also live in my neighborhood, because it is where the city is almost over and where cars go to my village. My neighborhood is called NSS.
To my people just going at times, to visit my grandfather. My father no longer grows potatoes or corn, because we have no ground in the field.
Since I live near the cemetery.
The cemetery is the place where I work, and where many of my friends in my neighborhood. There work cleaning headstones, others praying, singing, carrying ladders and chartering for the ladies to lay flowers at the niche upper floors and we pay for this service. I want to be a tourist guide of the cemetery, but I still have much to learn.
With the money we make help us in our spending. I like going swimming and saving money for the bus that takes me all day at Bolivar Park Pool and I am also in the swimming club "Octopus Nantes", where workers are children.
In my drawings, I show how I and my family have come to town. A principle has not been easy, even now is not easy, because my brothers and I have to make money to stay in school.
The field is nice, but we can not study the field, so my parents brought us to the city.
I could no longer live in the country, because I get used to the city and here I have my friends and I can study to be professional and help my family.
Atte. Miguel Angel Sánchez
Alaca
I have 13 years of age.
I am of the Commonwealth of Qhoyuli,
where there is a river and many fish.
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