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I am a Project Management Specialist, Civil Engineer, actually i am studying a Master degree in Engineering Project Management in my country.
I like learn foreign languages, i want speak with other people not only in Spanish, but in English, Polish, Chinese, etc., for make us friends and share experiences, culture, personal thinking, etc. A friend is an inconditional person that wants for you the best in all senses...
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Saludos!0 votedMarch 25, 20110 - Transexual es una persona que ha hecho "cambio" de su sexualidad e incluso, de sus órganos genitales por los del sexo opuesto (obviamente artificial). El problema es que los cromosomas no cambian así que las células del cuerpo siguen produciendo hormonas del sexo original. Para ello, los transexuales suelen tratarse medicamente al respecto. Espero esto haya aclarado tus dudas.0 votedJanuary 6, 20110
Los niños
Los padres actualmente comienzan a pensar cómo hacer que sus niños sean genios desde el momento de nacer. Cuando los pequeños ya saben hablar y andar, los padres les enseñan las letras y los números, y algún tiempo después, les hacen estudiar el piano y violín o bailar, o pintar...... los adultos piensan que no se puede fracasar en la línea de partida, nunca han pensado si a los niños les gusta o no. ¡Pobrecillos! Desde tierna edad sufren tanto, ¡creo que no debe ser así! La vida no es una carrera de velocidad, considero que es como una maratón, porque nadie fracasa en la línea de partida, no podemos fracasar allí, ni tampoco al llegar a la meta, fracasamos cuando nos detenemos en la ruta porque no tenemos una voluntad de hierro y suficiente confianza ......por eso dejen en paz a los infantes, déjenlos hacer lo que quieran a esa edad......
<em>Nice thought. Take care a lot, best wishes!</em>0 votedDecember 29, 20100- The legend of the Humming Bird (Peruvian tale) - 02 During the night, produced in the flower a magical metamorphosis. With the first light of the dawn, so hot by the dew shortage, the sapling fell off from the stem, but it don't fell in the arid soil, he was flying, turned in hamming bird. He Buzzed and flied to the higher mountains. He pass over the Wacracocha Lagoon, looking thirsty the water's surface, but he didn't stop to drink either a drop. He continued flying much higher, more and more away with his little wings. his target was the top of the mountain where lived the god Waitapallana. Waitapallana had been contemplated the dawn, when smelt the perfume of the Qantu, his favorite flower, which usually adorned his costumes and parties. But there wasn't a plant around him. Only he looked a little and brave hamming bird, whom smelled like Qantu, who died of exhaustion in his hands, after of ask to him the mercy for the dry land. Waitapallana looked down, and discovered the damage produced by the drought in the Quechua's land. He left the hamming bird on a rock, with tenderness. Sad, he couldn't stop two bigger tears which fell down like crystal rocks, rolling towards the mountain basis. Everyone shaked while they fell down, peeling the mountainside surface. The tears of Waitapallana reached the Wacracocha Lagoon, awakening to the Amaru, the god-snake.December 29, 201000
- The legend of the Humming Bird (Peruvian tale) - 01 It is said that many years ago, a terrible drought extended by the lands of Quechuas. The lichens and the moss reduced to dust, and early the bigger plants began to suffer by water shortage. The sky was completely clean, there wasn't either a little cloud, so the earth receives the sunshine without the comfort of a shadow patch. The rocks began to crack and the hot air push up the dust swirls here and there. If don't rains soon, all the plants and animals will die. In that starvation, only resisted tenaciously the qantu, a plant who needs a few of water to grow and bloom in the desert. But even she began to dry up. And it said that this plant, to feel that her life evaporated drop by drop,put all her energy in the last sapling who remains her.December 9, 201000
El mar
Vivo cerca del mar. He vivido aquí toda mi vida. Cada día doy una vuelta a la costa y veo el mar. Cada vez el mar parece distinto a causa de los cambios de la luz. A veces está azul oscuro, a veces está turquesa, a veces está verde o blanco o gris o plata. Mi tiempo favorito para ver el mar es durante una noche tormentosa. Está lloviendo y hace mucho viento. Está oscuro y el mar está negro. Las olas son gigantescas y golpean las rocas que protegen la playa. Cuando golpean son como una erupción. En esos momentos la naturaleza parece tan poderosa. Me gusta hacer <em>footing</em> a veces durante una tormenta; me gusta correr a lo largo de la costa. En esos momentos me siento tan vivo.
<em>Greetings from Peru!</em>
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