A photo and its Story

 

Well, the story behind this photo reminds me when I was seventeen I was in third grade. Specifically, this photo was taken on the day of the gala that was held in a park in Los Andes, always on Wednesday of the week of September 18. The girl who it´s next to me is a friend who was in an older class, I remember that my class danced Caporal and that my suit was too big for me. Another interesting fact is that I have never liked participating in folk dances, in fact I never learned to dance cueca and I also remember that I did not know if I was going to participate or not in the gala because I did not like the costume besides that we had to wear heeled shoes that made me feel an inexplicable pain and false eyelashes that were huge and I couldn't see or walk well. And my friend had to glue my tabs back on because my course show was at the end and they were already peeling off, she saved my eyes.

The truth is that I had forgotten the odyssey that those September 18 presentations were, but I am so happy that they were over. Despite that, it´s make me feel nostalgic to see a photo of a stage that has already ended, although when I first saw the photo I only remembered the good part.