As I walk home, a thought came into my mind, God I love this country, it’s my country, I was born in it, I am a Romanian, I am proud of my belongings, I am proud to be in a country where you can express yourself freely without any judgment what so ever. I am proud of my homeland, I am proud of my president, I am proud of my life, my future, my past, my all, I am proud of myself for being here, I am proud of my home, my family and my friends, I am proud for just being alive and well here in my birthplace.
I am on vacation here at the country side in Balaci Teleorman Romania.
I am having the time of my life here.
It’s so nice to sit in nature.
I have two houses, I ain’t going to show you pictures because it is night time right now.
I love being where I feel most comfortable , here at my grandparents home I feel like a kid again.
We got dogs and cats here.
Neighbours are very nice indeed they are almost like family to us.
The whole village is almost like a family.
We salute each other on the street when we walk and all of us seem to have a great life here.
It’s also alot of work to do in the country side especially with the agriculture flourishing.
This spring I planted a tree in the garden.
It will grow very tall I am sure of it.
I hope my tree will be the best tree this earth has ever seen.
From a small seed a huge tree will emerge.
Bigger than anything you have ever seen before, the wonders of nature collapses into the wild wonder.
This tree of mine could be named the fruit tree of life.
Because it’s a fruit tree I’m going to call it frutti tree.
My tree is the best.