The Night of the Brave:
Part of my common basic cycle, from 1st to 2nd years was simply disastrous ... or even could be defined as dead. It was completely and utterly gloomy. So foul was the cycle that the school board decided that if I depart, even a micron of the Salesian was correct, from an academic standpoint, taking the 3rd year, the school would never to return. Or I tell the effect on my family, that's another story and, Understand me, not beside the point.
fact that all this had its effect.
story. After a painful bleeding 01, 03, 05, 08 will be heard, at last, 10 and the consequent long sigh of the few survivors, we looked like we were blessed by a stranger lesser god. After a few 10, a 13 left two students without their respective results. Juan Carlos C. and me. Our faces were natural. "The mission accomplished" , his and I with mine of "And where is my exam?"
"Juan Carlos, 16 points" . Silent theater and suddenly I was able-with the face of amazement of my co-heard, in particular voice- Heberto Arias-RIP, 20 in the first chemistry exam. 20. My first 20. In life anything is possible, depending on the motivation and, of course, disappointed. The story is part of my fondest memories.
In October, the year of our Lord 1977, it began a major period in the life of many of us, a fourth year "B". Total crisis for many of us, were always the "A" and suddenly we be "B".
The ever eternal school management decided to merge the 2 third-year school period 76-77, and make a long list of students and from the list in half making up the 2 fourth years. The 4th "A" starting with the letter A and 4th "B" from the letter J.
Many surprises were born of that 4th year "B". Among the best, and absolutely wonderful, was the presence of José Maximiliano P. as a classmate. He, and by your titanic effort was who, after years of strange silence, rose the sound of Banda school. Again shine in the sun on my Valencia metals trumpets, lyres, the hoarse voice of the drums, the sound of the drum, drummers smile ...
the 4th year as a teacher of Literature and Director, gave us his father José Luis. He arrived with the fresh air that played among the colonnades of the College Green and Tropical Storm in the midst of his cassock expires. Also Father Adrian, director for a year as professor chemistry and, especially, with its fine and wonderful irony. We also gave to Oscar S. and Javier Tobon-RIP, how to forget your smile? -
He ended the year 1977 and, inevitably, came the Star Wars film and Alfa, with the film version of the group Meco Star Wars theme to our lives. Also reached in March 1978 and after a few days of "spiritual retreat" in San Antonio de los Saltos, which we all gone crazy-in a good sense of the word, nothing was ever the same at school . We planted seeds that germinated in different ways, each one on their own, but germinated and how. An unusual "Pentecost" where even the stones speak, and made the forgotten flower stubble. The spring of adolescence, the SuperDisk Barabarella-daily visits to the College El Pilar, opposite the church's pastor. The effect of the green slopes in the minds of us was inevitable.
I've always loved dancing and, though not the most humble, does not give me anything wrong. I commented that it was a year of change and among many changes occurred to me I had kidney-what-do a dance with music from Star Wars. Submit a college ballet men only. Sisma in every sense of the word. It was understandable. The fact that I did take such a thing as the participation of 4th year "B" in the cultural event in honor of our mothers.
was not easy. In first place was to find those who accompany me in so unusual task and tolerate criticism-the-was and many of the macho Italian in the "B". The first to second me in my absurd idea, though reluctant, was Nader N. and Luis Eduardo P. Then came José Orlando R, Sergio Ramon P. and John Nicholas Q. All of them with skills that neither John Travolta. Never in my life have I seen such a cacophony of deaf left feet, monumental cloth hoods, waists almost cement-concrete, "a movement of tectonic plates and severe incredible rhythm problems ... but very good intention, desire . And they knew, at least, count from one to eight.
trials began in April under the tutelage of Oscar S. and the face of "God where I got" by Javier Tobon. The first thing was to listen to music, make a script acceptable to structure the choreography, teach the basic steps to my wonderful dancers -That one, two, three and four, and when we were almost throwing in the towel by the door appeared Carlos Leonardo P. The one with any sense of rhythm in this dance.
Javier Tobon was who could not take an afternoon and healing in health, told us to find a woman among so many men for that choreography. And we had two, thank God. Mary, the sister of one sculptural Sergio P., and sister of Charles P. I do not remember his name, my memory is not very good.
After making costumes, cardboard masks, those pantyhose. Was to see us with white pantyhose and then die. The arduous trials of the struggle with those heavy iron swords more than once Carlos and I took out spark-
And there we were. Luis Eduardo, because of their great talent for dance-sacrificing to be a stiff robot, fully galvanized in a silver suit. Juan, Sergio, Nader, José forming the group 1001, for his stick-figure, two balloons, a stick. Carlos and his sister dressed in black-Carlos was presented with his motorcycle helmet transfigured into a magnificent job craft, "Mary with your white suit and I with that heavy coat, which I borrowed Father Jose Luis, to avoid me to dance a lot.
and triumphs, the truth won.
That night was ours. It was a pride that Father Lucas then went crazy at the point of taking any number of photos. Was being congratulated by members of the 4th "A", all Olympic gods, our absurd "enemies" that night, was seen arriving at Oscar S., with his leg fucked up, jump joy, was to feel the hugs and Javier overjoyed to Father José Luis premiered twinkle in his eye. Was heard in the breaks, days later, the father of music "Star Wars Adrian placed in its original version and loud. It was seen then Carlos Leonardo P. dazzle, with his skateboard, that May 24, 1978, in the medium school.
feel important when Jose Maximiliano P. I asked if I had something prepared for the day of Mary Help of that month, to coordinate. It was the official presentation of La Banda and I said: "Not ... La Banda is more important and not for me to take ownership ". You know the teens, the foolish vanity and lust for ownership, we all searched our particular moment of glory. If not, I hope to see who throws the first stone? -.
truth, my friends, who spend years and the words, forgetting perhaps feeding nest in our memory of our memories. Some may not remember those times. Some have no hair, others have a movie belly, proud chins, wrinkles collections, some divorced and up
widowed ...
Pasaran the days, years, and this 31 years ago, but never make me forget.
Thanks for being and being.
All the best for you.
