I’m going to tell you my little secret here in the faculty. In almost two year nothing really strange happened, but sometime when you don´t expect someone comes and change the things.

One day, normal day, I went to the classes of law like all Thursday. I never thought that will be different. Just when the elevator open it one guy push me away, in that moment I really haven´t some idea or some reason about why a estrange would do that.

Well, after that special way to trait someone he look at me and told “sorry, I really must rush”, and he left. Anyone had said that kind of person just incurred scrap, but no, for some reason that make me laugh and thought in hem for a couple of days. I admit, I liked him very much.

For the next Thursday, all that happened has almost been forgotten, but when I got out of the elevator I saw hem, just in front of the door of my class.  

Was inevitable smile, he came over to me and told me sorry again. From that day something special born between both.

 That is the story about how I meet the love in this tiny but special faculty...

The first friends…

When you are a little kid and you haven´t any idea about meet people, make friends…you are scare.

I remember my first day of school, 15 years ago. My mom told me that everything go in to be fine.  Always the people say that, no matter if is true or not, is inevitable. They love you, they never will hope that you be sad.

Well, that day, the first. I meet to a Fernanda and Camila, two simple girls that change all my life. I have a very good memory about the way booth where to my. For some reason the rest of my classmates’ didn´t very nice whit me.  Now I don´t care, but if you are 4 or 5 years old is something that you can explain and make you feel really bad. Any way… Whit the time I learn many things about the friendship, is not something that you have to look for…comes when you don´t expect.

Now that I´m very far away from them I think how wonderful moments I lived in the school. All the activities, party, Discussions, anniversaries, all that stupid things we've done together.  I will never meet friends like them.

The good think is that when you have a true friend.. this one is for the rest of your life.

THE POETRY

The poetry…. Poetry is the revelation of a feeling that the poet believes to be interior and personal which the reader recognizes as his own. (Salvatore Quasimodo). A simple definition when you talk about poetry because is more than that. If you close your eyes and think in how wonderful life is, and you describe it in your head and after that in a simple paper…that can be poetry. The feelings, the thoughts, all kind of ideas, all the words that you can imagine and later express in something….you can say “i´m doing poetry”.

The Chambers Student Dictionary define the poetry like a poem that is a composition in metre : a composition of high beauty of thought or language and artistic form, in verse or prose : a creation, achievement, etc, marked by beauty or artistry. If you ask me is a nice definition because integrates the languages like an essential part of de poem, and is true. Something special of this art is that you can speak in all the languages that you mind want. And don´t have to be only one, you have the option of create a mix of different words.

Finally I have to mention that exist many types of poetry, all of them very different from each other, and you can use it any of this to make you own art.

HENRI FAYOL

Henri Fayol was one of the most important contributors to the classical approach to management.

He was born in Istanbul, the 29 of July, in 1841. His life was very intense because he lived the consequences of the Revolution Industrial and later, the First World War. But despite he was one of the most influential contributors to modern concepts of management, and is often referred to as the true father of Strategic management.

Fayol leave to the actual generations something that many considerate essential for de management.  The functions of management, he Saied that in all organizations you have to forecast, organize command or direct and finally coordinate. All that to permit to you own system work well. Apart of the functions he also establishes the concept of Principles of management. Are these maybe the heart of his theory. Division of work,  Authority, Discipline, Unity of command, Unity of direction, Subordination of individual interests to the general interest, Remuneration, Centralization, Scalar, chain, Order, Equity, Stability of tenure of personnel Initiative and Esprit de corps.

The cooking

 I remember so well when I read “como agua para chocolate” by Laura Esquivel.  Where the topic, the heart of the history is the cook, the feelings, and the passion.  When I read it, I really wanted to learn this art, but in that moment I never imagined how wonderful will be.

There so many ways to cook, ancient recipe, and cultures reflect in plates.  That no one can tell you !you can cook, you can´t do this of this way¡. This is the magic of the cook, your heart is the guide of your hands and you just have to follow it.

Maybe I´m not a really chef, but there two things in this word that make me happy. Be whit family and cook. And this last one allows me express to love, let my imagination fly, because there no limits when we talk about food or tastes. Is like write. The foot is your paper and your hands the fountain pen.

This is the most important photo of my life. Maybe isn´t professional but is invaluable.

This fhoto was taken in 2013 for my little and dear sister Catalina. She loves the photography so always takes pictures about everything, but that weekend was special, I traveled to my home and my dad told me “come on, take a walk whit me ” so I and all the family was. A perfect day, photos, laughter, eats, love.

There so many reasons because I love this photo, the colour, the naturalness, the way I look at to my dad, the way that he smiles. I see this photo and all my memories comes, his voice, his way to tell me “I miss you and I need you happy”. I know, online is a picture, but the love that I can see in it, haven´t price.  The most important person whit me, one photo, but maybe one that I never going to forget.

Love

Nobody can tell whit all security what is the love, maybe I can say that is something that I feel in my body but the girl sit at my left can think that love is a thought. Who knows?

The love is so weird, you didn´t expect it and it comes anyway. Maybe you are walking in any street and in one second someone look at you in the eyes and all your life can change, you don´t know who is he, what is his name, his favorite color, anything.  The only thing that you know is that your life never going to be like before the moment that you see his eyes.

Maybe that is one kind of love, but there is other that you can feel when you decide love to other, in my opinion, when you know someone and for some reason became in your friend, you start to love him, you love his way to be, his particular way to speak, maybe you will not love everything about them, but you going to try.

And finally exist one kind of love, maybe the most important of all the ones that exist. The family loves. There people that say “the family love is something that I can create or establish” but I don´t think so. Is true that your family is not necessary yours parents and brothers and sister, can be also persons that you choose. For me the family love is the most powerful. Is a unconditional love, no matter what happen, your family always going to  be with you.