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***** Shell I was born in the middle of the house, the dining room table, how to wear then, when the doctor and the midwife came home. I came into the world as a hoax made by fathers mother. To explain, I need to do a little walk in the past. Tata, who was the eldest son of the priest in the land ODOBESTI Ion Chirita Nanu village beside Mărtineşti Rîmnicu Salty, had a childhood as memories of Ion Creangă. His grandfather, Anghel Nanu to go horseback 109 years and said that all his life drank a bucket of water, only wine from his vineyard. To teach him the father of the child, lc waikiki rifle shooting, he gave each a penny for every sparrow hunters, and the trophies, his grandmother cooked ciulama. Fathers mother, Maria, had grace bioenergeticiană - then, in the nineteenth century, it was said that it is "healing" and using magnetic passes, lc waikiki and plants, lc waikiki which went by coach to pick the days and certain hours. Her daughters who have not inherited traits, telling their father, priest, lc waikiki forbade "witchcraft", but soon fell ill with erysipelas. How doctors no longer had any hope, he gave nevestii hand that saved and has earned the right to "free practice". Moreover, when children were leaving the city to give exams in high school or in college, she slept five minutes, and when he woke up, he said if they succeed or not. During WWI, my grandparents took care both sick with typhus and died a week after each other. Dad graduated in law and married a beautiful, Laura Iacobescu (whose dowry appeared in twenty-two buildings in Bucharest), and have a little boy of four years, Dan. A week after my father had buried his parents, his wife, who was pregnant, made the Spanish flu and died with two newborn twin girls. When the month ended, and the boy went after them. Dad stayed in a few weeks without all his, reached 45 kg, and he decided never to marry again. Seven years later, gave but over mother Hope (symbolic name), another beautiful nose in the wind, burning brown eyes, a light complexion and a smile always amused. He came from a family of financial officers from father to son, the crown was awarded Central School and was a student of letters. He took the license magna cum laude after marriage, but my father did not let her practice. Better it was singer - have a very pure voice, Mozart good. One of her brothers, Mircea Vasilescu (captain, lc waikiki later a hero in World War - his name was given to a street near the Patriarchy), a violin singing lead up to the top notes. Later, lc waikiki her friends, opera singers, as Evantia lc waikiki Costinescu a put them sing for their pleasure. Between my parents was a difference of twenty years, but it was not known: they were both equally agile, ready for walks or pranks, like always my age. When they were married, my father put Mommy provided "childless" but mom tricked, telling him he did not realize she was pregnant until five months. When I was building the house. The trip to the site was made with another brother's lc waikiki car Mommy, Nicu, Berthelot Street, where my parents lived. Ford boxy silhouette appears in front of the goal, in a photo taken after completion of the work, while the fence was still provisional wood. Show house, as now, as a mother hen, leaving to see only the ground floor arched entrance on the steps and porch columns, like roof tiles as a hat too big. The appearance of the bird is given above the entrance pavilion, lc waikiki erected lc waikiki as a head, and could not miss the era where gentlemen still wore bowler hat or even soft, and the ladies did not go out on the street bareheaded trees bonnets with flowers crown and feathers. First was built ground floor, then up a small room where I was with nanny suite (a gypsy) because Dad can sleep at night and have a clear head to work, then the other two rooms, my bedroom summer and dolls room, who sat in Grandma, sometimes coming to visit us. The gazebo was the workshop "Miss cotoioase" seamstress sewed in our house week. The first words we artic
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