My Life Part 1 - Argentina
I was born in Buenos Aires, the capital city of Argentina. I lived there until I was 4 before going to Korea. In all seriousness, I have not one single memory of living in Argentina. And since leaving, I’ve never returned to my birth home. All I know are stories that my mother told me, that I could only speak Spanish at the time - until I went to Korea, where my change in tongue totally wiped out my memory of Argentina. But who remembers their first 4 years anyway?
I don’t remember anything, but I do have this… this… what do you call it… love? No love is too powerful, but it’s something real close to that… some sort of heavenly love. I love everything Argentinian. I love Diego Maradonna. I love Buenos Aires. I hated it when Argentina was having financial hardships. It’s just part of me, and as I was born there, if one wishes to touch on my naive, purest side, then simply mention Argentina.
Argentina. Si amigos, it’s my baby-side of life.