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My Anecdote

When I was 7 or 8 years old, I remember that my mother and I traveled to the city of Samegua
(in the department of Moquegua) to visit my grandmother, some uncles and cousins.

A few days had passed. I went with my mother to buy some things at the Moquegua market. I
was with my mother walking through the market, I remember turning around and not finding
my mother. So, I quickly decided to walk back to my grandmother's house (it was the first time
I walked alone from Moquegua to my grandmother's house in Samegua).

It took me 40 or 50 minutes to get to my grandmother's house. I told my grandmother everything


and my grandmother called my mother on the phone (my mother didn't tell my grandmother,
because she didn't want to worry her). My mother arrived and hugged me crying, she thought
she would never see me again.

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