There once was a girl named Little. She did not always have that name. She was not born small, I mean, she was born small, but notsmall. His real name is Christiana, or simply, Cris.
She had a beautiful mom, a dad very charming, some brothers anda very nice sweet Grandma Juju. Little Cris turned when sheceased to be small. I mean, when she turned big. Or rather, theLittle has always been great from small. Not that Little was great,but Little was not as small as it looked.
And that one day everyone could!
But back to Chris. Life gave her plenty of scares. He preachedmany parts, sometimes tipped a Cris. Where Cris fell, she lost alittle of herself along the way. And so, that she thought it woulddecrease, would actually increasing in size, without realizing it.
Or rather, he was the Bill.
In its refined simplicity happy Gui saw the greatness of Cris andCris saw all the simplicity of the Bill.
At this time Little turned to Cris. And Bill turned his great love.
They lived this love!
They loved each other, is tanned and making merry. They alsofought, came back, crying. They loved both. Both, both! With all thestrength and tenderness that they could afford.
They walked, met friends, met at home, outside, they photographed,they were exchanging emails I, she slept ear covered by it, he cooked for her, for them ...
They loved each other.
And this explosion of love, kindness, affection and joy, germinatedwithin a Cisquinho Small.
What sprouted. That flourished.
And that Cisquinho was gaining more and more space inside andoutside of Little, within the Bill.
Little Bill and met all the love that had happy and waited the arrival of the fruit that they generate.
And this explosion of love, kindness, affection and joy, germinatedwithin a Cisquinho Small.
What sprouted. That flourished.
And that Cisquinho was gaining more and more space inside andoutside of Little, within the Bill.
Little Bill and met all the love that had happy and waited the arrival of the fruit that they generate.
But as I said before, life sometimes led the Little to the ground andonce again, life scared the great little small.
Life took the Bill. Life took Bill back to the beginning. It took him by the wings and sent him flying back. He had no time to pack, to seehis fruit comes, say goodbye to your love, just followed the cloud ...
But he had been so happy! And I had done the Little so happy.
And had sown, watered, planted a seed in fertile soil, the land thatneeds special care. He planted a love so beautiful in your life and the life of a special someone. Yes, he could go.
Life took the Bill. Life took Bill back to the beginning. It took him by the wings and sent him flying back. He had no time to pack, to seehis fruit comes, say goodbye to your love, just followed the cloud ...
But he had been so happy! And I had done the Little so happy.
And had sown, watered, planted a seed in fertile soil, the land thatneeds special care. He planted a love so beautiful in your life and the life of a special someone. Yes, he could go.
But Small found himself alone. Again! Sorry for not having morelove on the side, not physically. This beautiful love that they lived.
But she, like I said before, it could even be small, but it was strong.And the seed that was within him, that beautiful girl knew how tostrengthen again.
One day before leaving, Bill looked back and said, "your love is sobeautiful!"
And it was.
On the day of farewell between them, the Little joined forces and sang. They had danced so often, snuggled and coladinhos, he had already done a party in her and she him. Then she sang...
But she, like I said before, it could even be small, but it was strong.And the seed that was within him, that beautiful girl knew how tostrengthen again.
One day before leaving, Bill looked back and said, "your love is sobeautiful!"
And it was.
On the day of farewell between them, the Little joined forces and sang. They had danced so often, snuggled and coladinhos, he had already done a party in her and she him. Then she sang...
And two months after the departure of Father Bill's, Cisco saw the light first.
To hold your fragile little body and give you a warm welcome, wereLittle Mama, the doctor, Father of Heaven and the love of father Bill.Everyone present.
And the Little felt his world lighter ...
To hold your fragile little body and give you a warm welcome, wereLittle Mama, the doctor, Father of Heaven and the love of father Bill.Everyone present.
And the Little felt his world lighter ...
Little grew.
Cisco's growing.
Cisco's growing.
Today they are mother and son, both fruits of a beautiful love.
And another fruit of this love was born.
A book!
And another fruit of this love was born.
A book!
That tells the whole story. The Story of a Small and a great love.
A love that lives forever in the eyes, the touch of fingers on the keyboard, the memories, listening to a song, a smell, a taste, thesoul in a tiny, young and strong in the heart that beats in the heart ofthe fruit of that love .
Cisco!O Francisco!
1)Give me a verb that exists in the text.
2)What was the name of Grandma Cris ?
3)What is the name of the son of Cris?
4)One day before leaving, Bill looked back and said:______________________
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