Friends Forever

My first Valentine was when I was 9 years old, we made drawings and hearts at school, to give them to our classmates and friends. The teacher, a loving and kind woman, always taught us that you had to be cordial and kind to everyone.

When we finished our drawings we all began to give them to the people we considered our best friends. I remember that there was a boy who was very strong in the class that was called Paul, he always bothered the girls, mocking them and taking their things away, to see them angry.

Paul was not a bad boy, but at that age I suppose bothering the girls was his way of showing them that he wanted to be his friend. That day I remember that when I finished delivering my drawings to my friends. When I got up from the desk to go to the teacher's desk, when I came back I found a beautiful card from Paul telling me that he wanted to be my friend, and his favorite toy was a cart that he gave me with the card.

It's been more than 20 years and we're still friends.