Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Porquinhos

I could hear my dad's excitement over the phone.
A pig in his farm gave birth to 8 piglets. Even neighbors came to see them.
Dad said they were really cute.
He said he was just looking at them run around.
And he thought of me.

My mom collects everything pig. Stuffed animals, pictures...
She says they remind her of me.

I like pigs because they are the cleanest animals in the wild. And yet people think they are dirty, just because the ways we humans chose to keep them in captivity. But the pigs don't care though. They rather be clean, but if dirt is what they have they will live with that.
They are a symbol of making it work with what you got.
They are a symbol of a hardcoreness that I admire.

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