In September 2006 I visited Nitra, Slovakia. When I arrived at the department of Monika, who was visiting her friend, the first thing I saw was a decorated cake with the flag of Mexico. I must say I was surprised.
Funny what happens when one leaves the place where he lives for a while: when people, places are not physically take a much more powerful. Suddenly I was aware that I was Mexican and that I liked so in many ways. I do not see myself as a nacioanlista ... nis iquiera as a patriot. But if I look like a Mexican. And so the gesture of my friend (and cousin Sisa that had decorated the cake) made excited smile. It was a privilege be in Mexico, having friends in a country as far away as Slovakia beautiful, but above all know that I have a home, where she was part of the places and memories of many people.
If something means to be a country would have to be that and not nationalism. But that's another story ...
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| As you can see, the color of the flag is wrong because it should be green, white and red, but the detail of the shield and the very fact that the cake was priceless. Thanks Monika and Sisa |
