I was 12 years old, and seeing the terrible economic situation my family was in I decided to actively support. I went to neighborhoods outside of the one where we lived and I started to ask around if they needed me to do some work in their houses.
It had been about two years since the housing scam my parents had suffered, and we continued living in a practically empty house. We only had the basic things to survive.
What parent does not have the dream of leaving their children a home of their own? Even if it is a small room, it still is their property and so nobody can throw them out onto the streets.
I was only 4 years old, yet I strangely remember everything about this day as if it were yesterday. Pepe was 3 and we were very close. We played together every day. Our favorite game to play was ”Indians and cowboys”. We had the costumes for both “parts” and would frequently switch between playing cowboy and playing Indian.
1966. I was seven years old and I had never heard of an earthquake before. Suddenly everything started shaking and the noise was menacing and loud. The teacher panicked and ran out the door, unconsciously closing the door behind her.