Why Are They Mini Wheats

Rarely, the poem has been in the book. **

San Bernardo, 15 October 2009

Lady G. ...

I am writing to say goodbye, because tonight I went away.

I've been sick the last few days, my throat is cracked and dry,

my voice out of it painful.

My lungs were sore too, lacking in air, as if something's squeezing so they could not work.

The truth is that this feeling is not big news in my life,

asthma accompanied me since childhood.

is why most doctors do not look because I know what I get:

few years spring arrives and I congested,

sometimes gets more dangerous and I'm drowning,

but this time, and because of us humans tireless destroyer ,

spring came with new weapons of defense and attacked my voice.

The final mix of asthma, allergies, colds and sore throat has made me

cide to stay home to live the disease, to rest the body to recover and be back sooner than later, to work as it did: Give me.

my illness But apparently you do not have cared much, you'd wonder he will not make the workshops and has been unable to communicate time to give notice of my illness. Nor did you think of my decision to give your body time to his speedy recovery.

Apparently distrust corrupts the soul and instead of wishing me a speedy recovery and take my break me up asking me to bring to you a document that proves what I say: a medical certificate.

I really I'm sick of this mistrust that you always have with people who work beside him, that derogatory and humiliating treatment with "workers." This distrust has not allowed him to see my work in the garden is always done with all my heart, and do not need to invent lies to avoid m

is obligations, as my work with children were always done with taste, love and joy.

I am no slave to anyone or money, so it strikes me

when I call to act like one .

When working for someone I hope that I value in my work O

not required to perform acts which are not be needed to prove his power,

or unless you use the threat as an element of persuasion.

already been discussed several times in similar situations and I bit my tongue for fear that the threats came true and I lose this job.

But today I have no fear.

I who lost the way this work and take your things and go to live,

for me because life is not working, life is fulfilling my dreams.

You do not owe me anything,

months worked are paid and no ballot this month in which my body is sick has been completed.

Just now break the contract and tell Comptroller of the race left to run free I went to other places in search of something better.

and apologize if this letter is not formal enough, I could never be.

_______________________

T. ..

Professor of art and storytelling