The Front

After the coffee, Willian caught the knapsack and left to the street to walk six squares until arriving at the school. In that morning it repaired each house why he always passed and he remembered each inhabitant trying to search in its memory the good things that he lives in that street. He stopped in front of the house of Mr. Valter, who was known for its bad mood and tormenting the tricks of the children close to its house. For some occasions he caught the balls that fell in its yard and rare it returned to the children, waited that some father came to search them to be able to remember, insistently, that he was one gentleman of age and that he needed a little of peace. Willian was certain that it adored all that badalao in front of its house, and probably remembered of when she was child and it prepared how much they in such a way.

The boy laughed for a moment and continued walking. He arrived in front of campinho of beaten land where soccer with the friends plays almost all the afternoons, before the sun if putting for some times its mother it cried out of the esquina so that Willian was for house before he was dark excessively. It took care of readily it, invited its friends to go to the front of its house, to make two bars with the slipper hawaiian to play the celebrity travinha exempts. He finished playing at least plus one hour almost without enxergar the ball because of the dark one and later he entered all in sweated house. Before taking bath he took a great cup of achocolatado almost that without breathing, in the end arroto gave to one and a yellow smile for its mother, looked at who it of ugly face. It continued walking and it can see the movement in front of its school, the signal already had touched and the children were going up the stairs that went in direction to would carry, where functioned the direction.

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