El camino a la Universidad

4 08 2011

Desde que salimos de su casa, el sol brillaba con fuerza. El camino rumbo a la universidad, mostró una cara diferente que el día anterior. Es un recorrido igual pero diferente, día con día se descubren nuevas vistas, olores diferentes, pero con una cotidianeidad que ilustra una cultura en armonía con su entorno. Este respeto por las culturas ancestrales ha dejado huella inclusive en la Universidad de Victoria. Dentro del campus existen “deidades representadas en troncos” que en el idioma inglés se denominan “totem poles” o postes deidades. Representan diversas figuras, y cada una de ellas tiene un significado. Victoria tiene varios representantes de dimensiones diversas, como una muestra de que el pasado se hace presente. Las áreas verdes son sumamente cuidadas y consentidas por todos los locales.

Donde quiera que se mire, existe el color verde y el múltiple color de las flores, hace honor al sobrenombre de Victoria: la ciudad de los jardines. En el camino a la universidad se pueden encontrar, si aunque ustedes no lo crean, ¡venados!

De todos tamaños, con cornamenta o sin ella, grandes o pequeños, solos o por manada. Algo así como perros callejeros en la ciudad de México. Pero son escurridizos, cuando me detuve a tratar de fotografiar alguno, inmediatamente emprender su singular huida: a brincos o saltos, de buena altura.

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My first day in Victoria’s University

4 08 2011

The sun was behind the clouds, but still the day (it) was warm. A few people were walking to the university, though and at a time, she and me found ourselves walking along the road to the Mac Lauren building. She told me she had a favorite tree and I asked her where it was. After five days, I found out her tree. It was a beautiful one indeed. Like a pine. I might say, I took some pictures of her and her tree. In some ways, she lives like in México City, alone, with a few friends, but very happy.
There is no need to say She is a pretty woman, and she always has a smile on her face. Her work demands much of her time, there is always so much work to be done, at her office and at home. Nonetheless, she always finds out some time for a coffee break, cooking and homework that´s her life style. She makes me happy. And she always has work for me, and I work for her with my entire life. Maybe in the future, at the end of the road, my memories of her will be full with happiness and pleasure.
At the university, she is like the sun, shining all around with her smile.
We walked upstairs the five floors every day. Her office is bigger than hers  here, in México City. She doesn’t have a secretary, but she doesn’t need her. Her leadership can inspire many people, in México City, Canada and other places; because she has moved around almost everywhere.
Her many friends show the results of her on line work and projects.
Her jeans were blue and her blouse was black that day. This was my first day in UVic.