Things that happened to me when I was growing up.

When I was 10 years old, I was taken to Argentina by my parents. I really liked that country although everything was so different from Colombia and what I knew. I lived there for three years. I was given a blue bicycle because I really like that color. I used to study elementary school there, and everybody used to call me “Colo-Colo”. Even though I do not like nicknames, that one was really cool. I have been given many nicknames throughout my life, but that was absolutely the best. I also remember one day when I was sick and I was given a shot with some medicine. Because I hate injections, I started to cry. It was in vain, though. My best friend was Gianni, and he was given a electric guitar, so we used to get together for singing and playing long hours.