“História com Fim” foi o que me inspirou e me deu forças para relembrar e escrever sobre o homem mais sonhador que conheci, apresento-lhes meu avô.
When my grandpa was alive he used to compare me to an Eagle. Yes, the eagle animal. Not that I was ugly, well maybe I was. God Damn it! I was an ugly child, anyway I got better as a grew older at least.
I was 5, grandpa used to tell me amazing histories that he claimed to be true. I can even hear his musical voice in my ears as I type.
I remember that sometimes in the middle of the history I yelled:
- Grandpa, Can I be the princess?
- Of course darling, you can be whoever you want to be.
He taught me how the play the guitar, I mean he tried to teach me, I was a good student , though what I liked the most was to sing while he played, Christmas Eve and there we were…playing and singing to the whole family and that kept happening till my earliest eighteen.
I’ve always dreamed to be a doctor so I could heal people. I remember crying to grandpa saying that Medicine school was impossible and we couldn’t afford to pay…he gazed me and said:
- You can be whoever you want to be, remember? Don't give up cause I won’t ever give up on you.
We were very close, and intimate. He believed me until the end. He always have. For some reason I felt favorite and I really was.
-Grandpa, why do I feel that I always want something else, isn't never going to be enough?
- That is the magic of life sweetie, we will always being searching for more, if you had it all, life wouldn’t make sense.
Grandpa taught me that the eagle is the most incredible animal due it's courage, and when the eagle is about to die, it flies to the highest mountain, beat down its beak, wait 6 months to regrow it, and then chew off talons, pluck out chest feathers to better hunt and therefore prolong life. I couldn't understand why he compared me to it but I can now.
For some reason that inspire me to fight for my dreams, search all around the world for happiness if I have to, face the pain and weakness with courage, strengthen.
Maybe this is a myth, I can’t tell, but one thing I am certainly about it - this has changed who I am forever.
I was the last one to to see him before he died. He couldn’t speak neither move but before I leave he gave me that same look and spoke throught his eyes:
“ You can be whoever you wont to be, my eagle”◦