Yumi’s two friends told her that if the new classmates asked where they were from, they should never say that, from the countryside, they felt that was a disgrace, and they also did not want to feel less than their classmates, for them it was important to have the same level, that is, city dwellers. , and be included without difficulty. Tomasa and Celina, when the teacher told them to introduce themselves and where they came from, they said that they were from a big city. There was no reaction from their classmates. When it was time for Yumi to introduce herself, she told them with great pride that she had been born and He lived in the countryside, his parents were coffee and banana pickers. That was magical, the classmates in the class looked at her with pleasure and one of the classmates asked her teacher if they could ask questions, she allowed it, that morning all the concerns were for Yumi, they wanted to know what it was like to live in the country, if she knew planting coffee, which was what she missed most about the countryside, if they had welcomed her well in the city, in short, between question and answer the whole morning passed. When it was time for break they went to her to ask her out, and she was one of the girls who made friends with her the easiest. Her companions at the exit, somewhat upset, told her why she had not said the same thing as them and Yumi responded: My parents taught me to feel proud of my origin, I feel worthy of being a peasant, we contribute a lot to society, We bring food to people’s tables, so why should I remain silent if I am happy to be who I am? Celina and Tomasa looked at her and felt sorry for her friend Yumi. From that moment on they never again denied her origin and wherever they went they said it with great dignity.
PERSONAL WORK:
For you, what is dignity?

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Yulios was tempted by Rafa, a boy five years older than him, whom he had known in the neighborhood all his life, that is, he was thirteen years old, they lived in one of the poorest neighborhoods in the city, crime and social problems were what The only thing that swarmed in the environment, some worked in construction, others as street vendors, in various jobs, others did nothing or dedicated themselves to robberies, the most confusing thing about this story is that a large part of the people in the neighborhood saw him as a “work” and not as a crime, getting out of material misery was as complex as getting out of misery and poverty in their values which were distorted and saw money, power, strength, influence as great values; their golden rules “the monkey dances for the money”, “paint it dad and I’ll have it for you, you know money in hand and the rest is nothing”; Rafa was a young man who lived with his mother and three brothers younger than him. To earn money, the woman dedicated herself to taking care of vehicles on the street.

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The father took him to the shower almost in his sleep, “little monkey” as he called him out of affection, help me! If not, you will be late for school and I will be late for work. However, it was very difficult for the child to wake up completely. As usual, his father always helped him bathe. The six-year-old boy was in first grade, despite The father bathed him, dried him and dressed him, then prepared breakfast for him, while the child ate his food, his father bathed and organized, when he arrived at the dining room he managed to spoon Monito’s food, since he was very slow to eat, He really took his time, the most formidable thing about this father was his patience and love. The child’s mother had been dead for three years from a serious illness. She was barely two years old when her mother left this plane. The father took care of his son and did it wonderfully, although he still missed his “little monkey” as he called his loving wife. While the boy was finishing, he said to his father: look dad, I’m going to tell you in case my teachers complain to you, today Bolaños is bothering me again and I don’t respond. The surprised father asked him what was happening, and Monito said: Bolaños, every time he sees me, he says that I am Nina’s boyfriend, and I already told him that she is not my girlfriend, Dad, I did it peacefully, but Bolaños wants war with me, So starting today I’m also going to declare war on him. The father looked at him surprised and said, look, Monito, it takes two people to fight. When he tells you that, you just ignore him and that’s it, and you know that that’s not the truth. The boy looked at him with tears in his eyes and said, «It bothers me that Bolaños tells me that, and because it bothers me, I feel like it makes me very angry. What’s more, I tell you that my ears turn red, that’s why I definitely won’t today.» I won’t go to school but to a battlefield. The father laughed and said, “Oh, son!” Who is teaching you these things? Monito immediately jumped out of the chair and threw a fist into the air and a kick to show the display of strength that he would show to Bolaños, or rather, he had all his artillery. No, Monito, you are not authorized on my part to do it, like I’m going to have to control your television, those animes that seem to have you very excited. I’ll ask you a question and you know that we have a very strong pact that nothing on planet Earth can let go of and that is to always tell us the truth, so give me your little finger and for father-son’s sake, answer me: Do you think Nina is pretty? Monito opened again. her eyes big and told her dad it’s a secret, yes I think she’s very pretty. So there you have the answer, Bolaños is really telling you the truth, that is why you are so upset, well I will tell you a way out, when he tells you that again, tell him yes and the war is over and they will be at peace again. Also, Monito who tells you to leave school today with a girlfriend so that you have someone to play with and run to at break time. Monkey looked at him and said dad, I’ll listen to you. Indeed, Monito had a playmate from that day on and Bolaños stopped bothering him. Peace returned to the school again.
INDIVIDUAL WORK:
Ask three adults close to them: What is peace?

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Finally, the private plane landed at the airport, with the much-announced and long-awaited visit. The outskirts were packed with people, not one more needle could fit, the place was cordoned off from end to end, they hoped to at least see a hair of their idol.

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Jeremiah, the mother said to the young man, I organized a date for you with my partner’s daughter, I think it’s time for you to go out and meet someone, you don’t want to stay locked up here, and if you don’t go out, how do you think you’re going to meet him? a woman. I already told you that I have no intention of dating anyone at the moment, I hope you learn to respect my decisions mom. I’m sorry Jeremías, I already compromised my word with her and you won’t make me look bad.

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Melina and her terrier dog Gora had been buried in a landslide in their pickup truck. Melina began to scream and cry, until her dog came over to her chair and started licking her face. Gora, we’re in trouble! Now don’t lick me, my God, what are we going to do? She started screaming and crying again. Gora licked her again, until she calmed down and said, «Are you comforting me?» Gora barked at him, Melina took a deep breath, she again said: well Gora, you’re right, let’s be strong!.

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Chaos came and said to order, I will not let you continue bothering me! Order looked surprised at chaos and did not respond, it considered the demand it made absurd.

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Bii boarded the pirate ship with his family. They wanted to get out of the poverty and war that afflicted them in their town. Those who had set foot on that ship were clear that staying was a risk, and leaving on the ship was equally risky, but they kept hope. to reach lands that would offer them a different opportunity for life. Bii kept being afraid for his family, but he had no other way out, he had to go out with them or else he would never see them again. They carried measured rations of bread, dried meat and water for eight days. If the trip went well as expected, they would arrive at their destination in five days. Bii was accompanied by his wife and two minor children, during the sea tour they were in the rooms, they could not be hidden so as not to attract the attention of other people who were sailing there, but they were not five-star rooms, rather, a star was a luxury, they were ships similar to those used for slaves in the 18th century as if time and space had stopped, one of those stories that when read leave the “hair standing on end.”

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Everyone in the class got up from their chairs, forming groups for the natural sciences presentation. Ramón asked his classmates if they would join him, but since they already knew him, they replied that they already had organized groups, leaving him alone. The teacher told him that he couldn’t stay alone and that he should join a group. The classmates fell silent; they felt it was a big burden. Ramón looked at the teacher with a distressed face, so the teacher added him to one of the groups in the classroom. The classmates were annoyed, but they knew the teacher wouldn’t negotiate.

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The turtle arrived at her opossum friend’s place and said, «Hello, my friend, I’m here and ready!» The opossum, upon seeing her, became happy. After several months of waiting, the turtle had finally arrived. «Perfect, turtle friend,» said the opossum. «Let’s get to work! You will be in charge of making the door for my room.» The turtle, seeing that she wasn’t assigned anything else, asked, «What else can I do? Remember, I’m a carpenter.» The opossum smiled and said, «For now, just that. Let’s go step by step, very slowly.» The turtle, smiling, replied, «You know me well. You know that’s my specialty.»

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