No sé mucho de economía sinceramente, la que era la mejor era mi madre, ella supo administrar en la escasez. Las cosas no se botaban, si se podía reparar ella las reparaba. Mis hijos se ríen porque siempre les contaba que el pollo alcanzaba, que a mi siempre me tocaba la parte trasera, mi hermana el alita, muslo y contramuslo era para los hombres de la casa, los que se suponía trabajaban mucho.
La realidad es que ya no recuerdo que comía mi mamá y ella era la cabeza pensante de esta familia. la mejor economista que pueda existir. Todo lo administraba y hacia rendir extraordinariamente.
Ella me enseño que primero se pagan las cuentas pendientes con los gastos de servicio básicos, comida y si queda algo va para el pote del ahorro. era una excelente economista sin ella saberlo, claro había pasado la escasez de la guerra civil española y luego la segunda mundial allá en España y no le quedaba de otra.
Todavía hay aparatos que ella reparo y que funcionan perfectamente. A veces cuando algo se hecha a perder extraño su habilidad para no temerle a la electricidad, a subirse a los techos. Sin duda alguna podía administrar cualquier rincón del mundo si se hubiese propuesto.
Creo que me enseño un poco a ser una mejor administradora en la vida, aunque en una mejor época.
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Este texto corresponde a mi participación en el reto diario del amigo @latino.romano y @mariannewest
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**ENGLISH VERSION**
Honestly, I don't know much about economics. My mother was the best. She knew how to manage during times of scarcity. Things weren't thrown away; if they could be repaired, she fixed them. My children laugh because I always told them that the chicken was enough, that I always got the rear end, and my sister's wing, thigh, and drumstick were for the men of the house, the ones who were supposed to work hard.
The truth is, I no longer remember what my mother ate, and she was the brains of this family. The best economist there could ever be. She managed everything and made it work extraordinarily well.
She taught me that outstanding bills are paid first with basic utilities and food, and if anything is left over, it goes into the savings pot. She was an excellent economist, even though she didn't know it. Of course, she had experienced the shortages of the Spanish Civil War and then World War II back in Spain, and she had no choice.
There are still appliances she repairs that work perfectly. Sometimes, when something went to waste, I miss her ability to not be afraid of electricity, to climb on roofs. She could definitely manage any corner of the world if she'd set her mind to it.
I think she taught me a little bit about being a better manager in life, albeit in a better time.
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This text corresponds to my participation in the daily challenge of my friend @latino.romano and @mariannewest
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