Tuesday, May 11, 2004

Schematheque Poste C.b Presidant

mate

of pure causality I get this amil to my email, or in fact know who the sender is, I read the mail, is good, very oriented to the direction of mate in South America ... it reminded me the last time you reach the dept of natural born and they threw a good session with gilorro Matera, fabricio, cesarh, born and pike

cesarh once again thanks for my first bag of yerba mate, andres vica bowl for the first mate, I still have much to learn from this wave, but this fucking great, I get very talkative ... there it is:

Mate is a drink, hearts from another neighborhood. Well, yes.
is a liquid and enters the mouth. But it's not a drink. In this country nobody takes mate because you are thirsty. Indeed it a habit, like scratching. The mate is exactly the opposite of television. It makes you talk if you're with someone, and makes you think when you're lonely. When someone comes to your house the first sentence is "hello" and the second "a few mates?".
This happens in every home. In the rich and that of the poor. Go
women chattering and gossiping, and passes between
serious or immature men.
passes between the old nursing-between
teens while they study or do drugs.
is the only thing shared among parents and children without question or reproach. Peronist and Radical
fatten mate without asking. In summer and winter. It's the only thing that we are like the victims and executioners. The good and the sons of bitches.
When you have a child, he began to mate when she asks. It
tibiecito give it, with lots of sugar, and feel great. Feel enormous pride when a esquenuncito in your blood begins to suck mate. You get the heart of the body. After them, over the years, will choose to take bitter, sweet, hot, tereré, with orange peel, with herbs, with a squeeze of lemon. When you meet someone for the first time, you drink some mate. People ask, when there is trust: Sweet or bitter? The other responds: "As you take. Argentina
keyboards have the letters full of grass. The grass is all that there is always, in every house. Always. With inflation, hunger, military, democracy, and any of our plagues and eternal damnation. And if one day there is no grass, a neighbor has and gives you. The grass is not denied to anyone. This is the only country where the decision to stop being a kid and start being a man takes a particular day. Nothing
pants, circumcision, university or living away from parents. Here we begin to be great the day we need to take some mates for the first time, alone. It is no coincidence. It is because. The day a guy puts the kettle on the fire and took her first mate with no one at home, at that moment, it is because he has discovered he has a soul. Or are you scared to death, or dead of love, or something, but it is not an ordinary day. None of us remember the day when we first time a single mate. But it must have been an important day for everyone.

On the inside there are revolutions.
The single mate is nothing more and nothing less than a demonstration
of values ...
is the solidarity of those mates washed because the talk is good talk, no mate.
is the respect for time to speak and listen, you
talk while the other takes and vice versa.
is the sincerity to say, enough, change the grass!
fellowship is done now.
is the sensitivity to boiling water.
is the love to ask, stupidly, is hot, no?
is the modesty of one who builds up the best mate.
is the generosity of giving to the end.
is the hospitality of the invitation.
Is justice one by one.
is the obligation of saying "thanks" at least once a day.
is the ethical, honest and loyal
found no major claims to share.
Now you know, a mate is not just a mate ...
Heat water ¿? I'm half tocadon

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