Video 1/ My favorite subject at school

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What do I really like?

Thanks to this quarantine I have learned that I have many skills for things that I did not know, and these new skills that I was developing became new hobbies and the favorite things that I like to do.

Almost two years ago my ex (at that time we were still dating) gave me a ukelele and I played it for a couple of weeks and then I got frustrated and put it away forever, or so I thought. When the quarantine started the boredom was so bad that I took it and said: "How difficult can it be to learn to play this?" and I started practicing many hours a day, I watched classes on YouTube and started making my own songbook with the songs that I liked the most and that came out quite well. Over time it became a hobby that I liked, it entertained me and I relaxed, I got to have such an affinity and the ukulele took such significance for me that I decided to personify it and I painted it blue and made some drawings of it.

Another activity that I started doing and that I loved is embroidery. I made a bag with a "cartoon" of Frida Khalo

and I made a Lisa Simpson patch.

For the holidays I want to make an embroidered painting and put it in my room. When I was little, I always did badly in the annuity lines and my teachers had me convinced that I was right for that and that I would always do badly. Then when I went to high school I had a teacher who told me that there was no one who did not know how to do something artistic because art was based on expressing emotions and he gave me confidence in myself to be able to do these things. Now I crochet, I do embroidery, I paint and draw, I write poetry and I play the ukulele. That could be a summary of the things I like to do the most.

The most embarrassing thing i'm willing to admit.

I am usually a very clumsy person with the body, so I have lived countless embarrassing moments because of that, but today I will talk about the one that gave me the most shame in life, at least so far.

When I was about 13 or 14 years old, I was in 8th grade and in that course you shared a playground with the high school students. There was a boy that I liked a lot, he was older than me, he was in the 3rd year of high school, he was very handsome, we all the girls at school liked and he always sat on the stairwell to talk with his friends, that fits say they were very handsome too. One day I was going down the stairs from the second floor and I saw that he was there with his friends, then I got very nervous and tried to go down the stairs looking as divine as possible, divine type Antonella from "Ugly Duckling" on Disney Channel.

I tried so hard for that that I did not see the last step before the break and I fell, I hit my knee so hard that my panty broke and blood began to come out, it was so much pain that it was difficult for me to stand up, the boy who liked, he began to laugh along with his friends, except one who was the one who helped me up and accompanied me to the infirmary. With him, who was the only one who did not laugh and worry about my fall, we are friends until today, and that from this moment 10 years have passed. And that's my story, a little "fome"? Yes, but it is definitely the most embarrassing and painful moment of my life, I still have the mark on my knee from the tremendous blow I hit myself.