My mother also got rid of me several times, haha. Once, my mother let me go swimming in the river with my brothers and cousins. It wasn't far from the house. We were a dozen of us kids; the one in charge was 19, one of my cousins. After bathing, I picked up my towel, which I had folded on a rock... something "flew" out from under my towel and hid in the trees. Upon seeing it, my cousin shouted, "una lora." A snake, that's right, not the bird. Oh, but it was a little one. I don't think I ever told my mother (she wouldn't let me go to the river on my own ever again). I was ten.

Of children, the woods, and snakes, there are a lot of anecdotes 😁

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