Christmas Story by Carlos Najera

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I made it to the fifth grade. It wasn’t easy. In fact I hated school. A lot of kids gave me a hard time, and many of the teachers were no better. I remembered my father telling me how important it was to finish school, so I endured. My step father John was a little more easy-going about education.

“It is your life, you do what you think is best for you. Just choose a future that will make you happy.” Life is short, he would explain. It is the way of the Pochis to be happy in life.

I guess he was right, except for one thing. I remember those evenings with my father and Roberto. We would sit in silence and gazed at the Milky Way in the desert air. In between those moments of silence he would explain to us about the importance of education. John’s way…

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About jedwardnajera

I am an artist and a Poet. I live the life of a poet. I published several novels. Nena the Fairy and the Iron Rose, Dust of the Moon are among them, available through Amazon Books. I have spent over thirty five years in a classroom. I am now retired from that profession. My father kept a living record of his lifetime as he lived through the Twentieth Century. He was born in 1908 and almost lived long enough to see us enter the new millennium. He entrusted to me nearly 400 pages that he wrote through the years. Now I am continuing the tradition by posting my own stories and misadventures. I am trying to post a new entry or chapter each Friday. Check in on us at least once a week for the latest post.
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