I would like to talk about my grandfather Pedro, who died a few years ago.
He used to live in a countryside built by his fathers and where I used to visit him and my grandma Ana everyday in my childhood. He spent his time taking care of the animals he bred (horses, pigs, chickens, peacocks, turkeys, sheeps and goats. He also grew different vegetables and fruits, but he prefered animals. During my visits he told me all he knew about birds (mostly about robins) and taught me many things about farm animals and how to take care of them.
My grandad was a tall man, strong and had clear eyes. He might be physically intimidating to other people, but when I think on him, watch his photos or even see a robin, I remember those peaceful days in my childhood in the country, learning about animals and forgetting about bad things that had happened during the day.
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