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Chapter 37 - «Ashly» Chimpy Fly Free Now!

Aslhy, who brought his guitar, with everyone's help, sang this beach song: (the lyrics were composed by Bierny, who was an outstanding improviser of cumananas, acrostics and short poems)

Well said Bierny -In that tone known to all, for when you want to teach something new: Let's sing!

(Verse 1)

if you see a shadow

At the sea's shore

It's your friend Chimpy

Fly Free Now!

(Chorus)

Chimpy: Fly Free Now!

Misha, repeated the chorus, while in turns, they passed him from one arm to another and raised them high, simulating the flight of a pelican.

What more Experiential therapy: than rejoice with the family.

(Verse 2)

What if, between palm trees?

And with a background of stars!

By firelight:

We dance on the beach!

(Chorus)

Chimpy: Fly Free Now!

And everyone danced around the campfire, like American Indians, like Andeans, like Mexicans, like Africans, like Australians, like Asians, like Europeans... And each imitation was a sea of ​​smiles and the hubbub invaded the place.

(Verse 3)

Yes with Echo of Waves.

You want to sing!

And a thousand stories:

You want to count!

(Chorus)

Chimpy: Fly Free Now!

And they stopped singing the improvised ones: stanzas. And one or another would come out, in turns, to sing. Y:

-If he did not do well: they congratulated him with palms.

-If he did not do it very well: they would carry him between two (previously designated, in the case of not wanting to do it by himself. And they would submerge him laughing in the sea)

(Verse 4)

And if you want to go back:

Let's see: A happy face!

And you love us: love!

Dance with me!

(Chorus)

Chimpy: Fly Free Now!

And it was a general dance, full of family tenderness.

Grandpa Edinson: He was seen sometimes: crying. Sometimes laugh and others smile with happiness. We all catch a fervent time of family bliss.

Kei Sky -Because he was a teacher, he took some notes on his cell phone. And from time to time he would assist "the host leaders of each round".

And he saw that no one stopped participating. By 7 pm: the group was larger.

A barbecue was improvised and other dishes were shared, in affectionate greetings.

The casual guests were nothing more than "cove fishermen", who saw the fire, and attracted by the smell of fresh and hot food.

They looked a little cold from having sailed a few hours out to sea.

And they saw the sharing, as if they were their own families!

El Traddad, who had been a bit quiet that day, suggested: a pichanguita: a game of beach soccer, two by two.

To do this, they turned on the 4x4 trucks and the lights shone, but the moon was high, full and host of the most transcendental meeting that could happen by the sea, to the sound of the guitar, with happy children, with young people, singing and everyone jumping. , running and dancing. Clapping his hands, the excursion ended.

In the end to leave, invoking the Creator, Bierny told you:

Thank you oh Creator!

Thanks for much love!

In your favor: We are happy!

Happiness Apprentices:

(And all to rhythmic clapping)

They shouted: Thanks, Pa!

Tender hugs: Go Home!