The truth is that since I have remember I have been a person of unbalanced proportions [O plane my parents did to the race or "above" Mail sent me no accident insurance] One leg is longer than the other, my left arm [after a fractured radius and ulna a few 10 years] is also longer. I have crooked fingers [in addition to long], could tune a radio station with them. Battle
too for clothes [trousers waist I have left I have no long or vice versa, same story for shirts and T-shirts] but if there's anything I hate with all my heart is to have to buy shoes ... Any remembrance involving footwear is torture because I had to wear shoes that cover the ankle and templates along:
Typical booties slippers accompanied my scrapes and kindergarten and primary teasing and I was so tired of those shoes that came to mourn each visit with the orthopedist every time he heard that I had to keep using these shoes, but with some further modification or special shapes. In my 6 years, my greatest desire were those lights so popular tennis shoe shops in Canada [not remember the name right now] and announcing with Chabelo. I never had. Another memory I have about Converse shoes were a type that I got [when the Converse fashion were not even in Mexico] aunts who went to Spain often. Does the trauma? I have said, "Oh but look, that nice! They resemble those of Memin Pinguin"
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As I grew it was increasingly difficult to find shoes, it was not unusual for a pre-teenager walkway 8 ½ or 9, so imagine when the 16 wore the now 10 ½ or shim 11. And not waste time to ask your shoe, because if there is something that bothers me is that when you say the number is first
or that the charge / managers / managers who seem to do is turn responsible to see my feet ...
Chingau am Paton and?!
During high school and most recurrent visits to Tampico [ then I was one of Poza Rica, Papantla] shoe started using semi-industrial ... I still have two pairs rather than peel away, abused or distorted they came over the sole and an occasional pair of dress shoes that seemed to come out of one of the voyages of Gulliver.
During college, she began with the famous: "No matter what you do not like, with you is enough," what I was paraded by each pair of shoes more luxurious colorful and rare comfortable with exceptions
But today I'm wearing one, recently acquired, I hate are horrible, practically forcing me to use [as the others, my favorites are already madreadísimos] and bother me up to walk.
That's why the shoes have been and remain a burden for me, at least until they find a way to reduce the size of my fingers ...
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