Today I'm going to talk about two very important members of my family. They are my dogs. I have two, Rocko and Negro. Rocko is the older one, he is fifteen years old, that's means a lot of human years, like one hundred and five years old, I think. And Negro is a little puppy, he is ten month. 

When I was seven years old, I used to go to "pueblito de los dominicos", with a friend of my mom who used to work there, and used to take care of me when my mother was at work. There were some pet shops when I used to go, and there I knew Rocko. He was a very little dog of hardly a month and a haf. I spent a lot of days sitting next to his cage. As my mother’s friend saw me so attached to him, she finally gave it to me. He’s very important to me, I’ve past almost my entire life with him.

Last year Rocko became very ill, I thought he was going to die, I spent days and nights beside him, he was really bad. Thats days a neighbor offered me a little puppy, I said no, because I had Rocko, but my little sister wanted a dog to play with. We thought about it, and finally we decided to accept the puppy, that’s how Negro came to ours lifes. And miraculously Rocko was improved. So now I have two dogs.

My life with art

Since I remember I have been in love with artistic expressions. I think it’s something I’ve inherited. My parents are actors, so I’ve grown up surrounded by art.

When I was little I always participated in theater and music classes. And when I was eight years old I decided that I wanted to study music. Since then I started to study different instruments: guitar, bass, singing, and finally, traverse flute.

I've participated in a lot of school performances, playing, mostly, traverse flute, but I also continue acting. Ones, with some friends, we created a theater play, that time I did a monologue in front all the school, I was very nervous, but finally I enjoy it a lot.

I never thought in anything else but studying music, so when I finished school I did it. But something happened, I didn’t like it. It was very hard, I had to be exposed to comments from teachers who used to be very destructive, all became mechanic, and I lost that passion that I always felt.

I decided, after three years, to leave the career. I didn’t know that I wanted to do with my life. Suddenly I discovered sociology, and I decided to study that discipline. Now, here I am, studying sociology, I like it very much and I think that, little by little, I've been recovering contact with art, mostly through dance and also, a little, through music.