Dear friend, I hope you are well. I'm very pleased that you are the one to receive my work. I expect that, after u read these pages, u can form an image of me. But most important to me is that you enjoy reading my tales. If u don't feel like reading all these pages, please make sure u hand my work to a friend. Accompanied by following letter:
My sweet friend, I give you this book in full happiness.
Don't expect these written pages to be made by the hand of an old synical man. I am no such man. Don't expect that you will know me, the writer of these tales, after reading this book. Don't expect to ever finish reading my stories. Stories never end, they are a constant process. Don't expect to be tought things. Don't expect to be able to answer all questions by yourself. Don't expect anything. Just open up your mind, your heart and your soul. If you can do that, than you will enjoy reading every tale.
As you will understand by reading the pages, the stories are not written in my native language. The reason for that is simple, my friend. I don't have a native language. I have been born in different ages, different places. I have died in different times, amongst different people. Every story comes from a different period in my lives. Don't worry if you don't seem to understand this, it is of not much importance. I just want you to accept all mistakes in grammar and language. My goal is not to be a literary genius, I would just like to share the lives I have lived with the people living today. I have done this in the past, before you were born. And I will continue doing it in the future, long after you have died.
My age is of no importance, nor is my name nor my background. All that you need to know is that I'm a boy, a man maybe. Since I don't want to become an 'anonymous' writer, I will sign you this letter with the name Fonchito. Maybe you know what I refer to, maybe u don't. If you do, I hope you can relate to that Fonchito you think off.
I hope you will enjoy my tales dear friend, I hope you have lived my tales! Well, in fact, dear friend, I shouldn't put on this act.I know you have been experiencing these tales yourself, this book is just a little reminder of all the things you have been through. Good things, bad thing, special things, random things. But all full of happiness.
Start reading dear friend.
I wish you all the best,
Fonchito
Monday, November 28, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Preface
As a kid being free of worries, what is the use in toning down? Turning older, life changes for free spirited boys and girls. Little by little the pressure of expectation finds it's way to the minds of people. Some minds adapt to the idea of expectation by working harder, some just crumble and get ruined.
Fonchito always leaned closer to the latter. He wasn't a fighter, he needed things to go smoothly and easy. So, in confrontation with the pressures of expectation at the start of his youth, it didn't look good for him. He would decide for himself to give up. 'If I can't be the best, than what is the point in giving it a try?'. Altough not a fighter, Fonchito was strong. And the feeling inside him arose that he had something special to give to this world. There was a feeling of constant happiness within. Hidden under the stack of worries and the feeling of being hopeless, powerless. The way to free his mind was easy, he found out. Too easy. 'How can I just say 'it is not that important' and feel better already?'. Curious as he was, Fonchito searched for the answer. But every answer led him to more questions.
Four years ago, a book full of stories written down by Fonchito was handed to me. I tried to find out his real name, his age, his whereabouts, but I found nothing. Some parts of the book seem autobiographical to me, others just come over as tales, stories he invented. I have spend years analyzing the stories and tales in Fonchito's writing. But now the time has come to share them with other people. You can judge for yourself if the answers Fonchito had to his questions make any sense for us today.
Fonchito always leaned closer to the latter. He wasn't a fighter, he needed things to go smoothly and easy. So, in confrontation with the pressures of expectation at the start of his youth, it didn't look good for him. He would decide for himself to give up. 'If I can't be the best, than what is the point in giving it a try?'. Altough not a fighter, Fonchito was strong. And the feeling inside him arose that he had something special to give to this world. There was a feeling of constant happiness within. Hidden under the stack of worries and the feeling of being hopeless, powerless. The way to free his mind was easy, he found out. Too easy. 'How can I just say 'it is not that important' and feel better already?'. Curious as he was, Fonchito searched for the answer. But every answer led him to more questions.
Four years ago, a book full of stories written down by Fonchito was handed to me. I tried to find out his real name, his age, his whereabouts, but I found nothing. Some parts of the book seem autobiographical to me, others just come over as tales, stories he invented. I have spend years analyzing the stories and tales in Fonchito's writing. But now the time has come to share them with other people. You can judge for yourself if the answers Fonchito had to his questions make any sense for us today.
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