Categoría: Literary collaboration

My friendship with Muñiz family goes back to twenty-nine years; friendship that has continued despite the distance of more than five hundred miles that separate us For vicissitudes of life, my wife and I, one day we strongly petitioned and Mrs. As always, she took our order. Thankfully, I decided to accompany her to the…

FIRST OF ALL I WANT TO ASK IF I CAN DISTURB APOLOGIZES FOR SOMEONE FOR THIS COLLABORATION LITERARY AND NOT MORE THAN ONE OR LESS WHAT OTHERS PRECIAR ALL I WANT IS TO HAVE THE BOTTOM linias WHAT IT MEANS TO BE MY Macareno. You see I HAVE THREE SIXTY YEARS OF AGE THIRTY SEVEN…

It will be the uncertainty of not knowing how you really are or may be knowing that in a week I can not see his face serene and humble that we have used, but today I go home and be selfish with the mother to whom we owe the name I feel a bit empty…

Macarena Ruiz Peñalosa dedicated to his uncle, Antonio Peñalosa Benitez, in his 49th birthday, former costalero of Our Lady. Children with the smell of incense and orange blossom … lost track of time because at his grandfather, «Titi» marches brothers always put up in August … I was going to his grandfather’s hand and say…

Let me in the blink of an eye, we are in a clearing in which in antiquity was the big city garden, orchards of those early gardeners, from the beginning took care of it, that all came to our sight, and we have the duty to preserve for our generations. On the esplanade in which silence is…

It may just be one more person, one of many to whom it is necessary only that moment, that second that never comes … and when it comes, goes, leaving you with the most profound sense of absence, that madrugá. I’m just a macarena but, like any other daughter of the mother of God, one of…

Exordium Pepe Hidalgo recognition by members of the Band of the Century Macarena, which was read by NHD Joaquin Hernandez Acosta, Centuria Macarena horn out on behalf of all of it, as a prelude to the homage paid him during the concert offered in the Basilica of Santa Maria de la Esperanza Macarena, Saturday March 3.…

It was 0:05 am on April 2, two thousand ten when, after waiting eleven years a dream came true. The calendar marked the April 1 of 1999 when you saw the first light. Your arrival were filled with joy to all parents, grandparents, titos and of course me, a humble macareno than 5 months earlier predicted that…

I could say that my whole life always revolved around you, from the time that saved me from something that nobody wants to have on your body ever.My family never lost hope in these tougher times. Nor is there will be brothers in my family history, let alone from a distance that separates us from Algeciras…

It’s time to open my heart and what better way than through two basic elements in my life: my grandfather and brotherhood as is the Macarena. I have a feeling rather strange since my grandfather, and brother macareno like no other, died that fateful day 29 July 2007. From that point I had to learn to…

We read, we have, we speak of love stories that occurred in the past and thought that this would not happen today but we are wrong as there are lovers who continue after death and this is the case I speak. You will see. On 29 July, two thousand seven killed our brother Rafael and four…

Freely swollen crying, White Lily of longing, Reflecting the boom And solace of grief. All delicacy, all charm All serene beauty. Virtues under full Which equates glory glory … Just your face Esperanza Macarena!. N ª H ª D ª Esther MaríaBarriuso Algar.