Hello Superman. Just want to say I've always been my favorite superhero, not because you have fought against many formidable arch villains such as Lex Luthor or because you've saved humanity as a hundred times, but for some facts (which are many) and here summarize:
- always had the answer logic countered all my fears. After so many nightmares about the Incredible Hulk, just tell me he was good to have sweet dreams.
- to do the work for myself and to feel proud of him. Like the time I had to present a picture in the nest and you would not help me and pulled me miss because they understood my "abstract art." Although I hated at first, then the others will be approved because someone did the job, after I saw it all in perspective, understand the value of your advice.
- A book that I like. So your best will line bundles of Salvat Encyclopedia of World War II, plucking the "Seven Essays on the Interpretation of Peruvian Reality" or did shatter your "Genetic Theory Natural Selection. " My dream is to someday recover the jewels in your personal library.
- A learn to walk hanging on your leg. It is not enough that your hand and I made it easier to take me well. Then came my hobby because it took me from my room (second floor) to the dining room (first floor), but with me on your back. One day, years later, we repeat and you almost broke your back!
- to make each desktop the best time to practice the support of my ideas. From politics of tips each weekend until the unconstitutionality of the coup of April 5, for example.
- A beautiful feeling and sure of myself. Here if you think Freud and his theory of the Oedipus complex. If my first compliment I had not come to you or not would have repeated until today (although in my case it sounds more complex Electra), my emotional development with the opposite sex would have been catastrophic.
course like any superhero, you too have had your Achilles heel, your kryptonite. Yes, you too have had your dark moments, do not play the fool. As the first time I saw you and mourn you threw in my room, but it was because it hurt me to see so, so sensitive, so human. My super hero could not use me to cry, you understand. The funny part is that this was the best lesson you gave me to understand that underneath that red cape and blue uniform was a human being with virtues and defects ... so someone like me.
still my superhero in spite of your human identity and your growing deafness. My dear Superman, the best thing today was that you really like the book I gave you and start reading it while taking this a glass of wine Alfre bore you.
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