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I was four years old when I first took a pencil and wrote on the wall of my parents room: I love you mom. At that moment they didn’t like my work of art and they punished me for a w eek. Since that day on, I kept writing everywhere with whatever pencil I could find even though my mom hid them. I loved pencils of all colors and shapes, so I dedicated myself to collecting them. When I started going to school I bought a pencil case of Mickey Mouse and kept my treasure there. The pencil case was so big I could barely close my backpack. I love this invention because it allows me to share what’s in my head, so I always carry one with me in my bag in case I have a moment of inspiration. I like to see my handwriting and feel like it’s part of my story there.

The journalism is the vocation of my life and every day I find a new reason to fall in love of  what I`m studing. I was born being a humanist, dreaming of social change, discussing with each person who told me that my career had no future. I loved reading the newspaper every Sunday and write about my sorrow and joys. I knew it at the six years and I confirm it today:   this is what I want for my life. To inform the people, show the world the two sides of the coin and share de reality that many people do not know. As Ryszard Kapuscinski says: The journalism is the best profession of the world.

My mother was sitting on de stretcher of the hospital of Marchigue with the food into the mouse when a dreadful pain told him it was time to. I was born on December 11th, 1999 and was summer, my favorite time of the year. My parents were always busy in their work, by that reason hired Evelyn, my momy real. My little brother Victor, was 6 year old when I went to study at a catholic school in Santa Cruz. My favorite hobbie was bike ride red and my best friends were the books and my love for them I became a lover of language and the comunications. I am happy at this university.