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I Want to Fly
I Want to Fly
I Want to Fly
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I WANT TO FLY tells the story of a peasant woman who accidentally discovers she has the ability to be a witch. At first, she refuses to admit it. Then, the circumstances of life take her to want to be a witch. She performs the ritual to fly. Since then, her life changed.
The book narrates the events experienced by this woman to become witch, and what she makes later. Witchcraft becomes for women a medium to access knowledge. The flight on broom, allows them to broaden their horizons and meet new people and new places. Witchcraft opens the door of knowledge for women in that time and geography.
Come fly with this story that escaped the haunch of a broom.

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Release dateOct 4, 2015
ISBN9781310351266
I Want to Fly
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Luis Carlos Molina Acevedo

Luis Carlos Molina Acevedo was born in Fredonia, Colombia. He is Social Communicator of the University of Antioquia, and Masters in Linguistics from the same university. The author has published more than twenty books online bookstores:I Want to Fly, From Don Juan to Sexual Vampirism, The Imaginary of Exaggeration, and The Clavicle of Dreams.Quiero Volar, El Alfarero de Cuentos, Virtuales Sensaciones, El Abogado del Presidente, Guayacán Rojo Sangre, Territorios de Muerte, Años de Langosta, El Confesor, El Orbe Llamador, Oscares al Desnudo, Diez Cortos Animados, La Fortaleza, Tribunal Inapelable, Operación Ameba, Territorios de la Muerte, La Edad de la Langosta, Del Donjuanismo al Vampirismo Sexual, Imaginaria de la Exageración, La Clavícula de los Sueños, Quince Escritores Colombianos, De Escritores para Escritores, El Moderno Concepto de Comunicación, Sociosemántica de la Amistad, Magia: Símbolos y Textos de la Magia.

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    I Want to Fly - Luis Carlos Molina Acevedo

    I WANT TO FLY

    By Luis Carlos Molina Acevedo

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    About the Author

    Luis Carlos Molina Acevedo was born in Fredonia, Colombia. He is Social Communicator of the University of Antioquia, and Masters in Linguistics from the same university. The author has published more than twenty books online bookstores:

    I Want to Fly, From Don Juan to Sexual Vampirism, The Imaginary of Exaggeration, and The Clavicle of Dreams.

    Quiero Volar, El Alfarero de Cuentos, Virtuales Sensaciones, El Abogado del Presidente, Guayacán Rojo Sangre, Territorios de Muerte, Años de Langosta, El Confesor, El Orbe Llamador, Oscares al Desnudo, Diez Cortos Animados, La Fortaleza, Tribunal Inapelable, Operación Ameba, Territorios de la Muerte, La Edad de la Langosta, Del Donjuanismo al Vampirismo Sexual, Imaginaria de la Exageración, La Clavícula de los Sueños, Quince Escritores Colombianos, De Escritores para Escritores, El Moderno Concepto de Comunicación, Sociosemántica de la Amistad, Magia: Símbolos y Textos de la Magia.

    Content

    DISCOVERY OF LIFE

    SHOCK WITH LIFE

    CREATION OF LIFE

    LIFE CHANGE

    KNOWLEDGE OF OTHER LIVES

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    I WANT TO FLY tells the story of a peasant woman who accidentally discovers she has the ability to be a witch. At first, she refuses to admit it. Then, the circumstances of life take her to want to be a witch. She performs the ritual to fly. Since then, her life changed.

    The book narrates the events experienced by this woman to become witch, and what she makes later. Witchcraft becomes for women a medium to access knowledge. The flight on broom, allows them to broaden their horizons and meet new people and new places. Witchcraft opens the door of knowledge for women in that time and geography.

    Come fly with this story that escaped the haunch of a broom.

    DISCOVERY OF LIFE

    Who flies, who goes and who comes back, it is not known. But, look me; I am more whole than you. At my age, I'm still here. Some say I'm forties. Others say I'm fifties. And others say that I overcome sixties. But most importantly, I am not afraid to tell the story, lived by own experience. Maybe, I would be afraid if I were young. But I never felt a fear in my life as those women who burned in Salem. It should be noted that in our history, words have been the existence of things. Here, there is only the nameable. Those who see reality too heavy or can not understand it; they eventually called fantasy or myth, everything that exceeds their proven knowledge.

    By that time in Freeland, things were not like today. There was no radio and television. The film existed, but we did not know. Instead, the newspapers sold in the village, but it was as if they did not exist, because we knew not read. I just did learn to spell in the short year I went to school. I had to walk an hour in the morning to get to the adobe house, named school. There, it had no chairs, nor chalks. I was commissioned to collect, in my way, a few earthy stones of the river, to write on the blackboard. One day, the rain had no intention to stop. The other boys were leaving for home, in middle of rain. Some sheltered with plastic, and other splashing water from the streams. Montoya, the teacher, was the one who dared not leave. He was standing with his impeccable suit, watching the rain fall. I offered my plastic borrowed, and after wield apologies, he finished by showing their big secret. He held up shoes to reveal broken in the soles, disguised with cardboard, unable to prevent the sinking of socks. Then he told me he added three months without receiving his salary, although not lacking food, but clothing was woven over and over again to disguise the misery. When the coffee harvest began, the school year was over and study for me. I already had the education that a woman needed at that time; I had learned the art of cooking; I knew darn clothes deteriorated by use, and I knew how to crochet. I was prepared to serve at man who I will marry in the future. The greatest difficulty was in the making of thin round maize loaves. In that, my mother had more expertise. She was going round and opening with your fingers until the mixture formed a nearly translucent sheet, round like the moon. Then, she unloaded it on the grill which was put at heat on the mouth of the wood stove. The coals without fire roasted the round maize loaves. After a while, she turned and then she withdrew, toasted and crisp. With a knife, she removed the black. For the rest, I threshed corn to make porridge. I washed the dirt from the coffee plantations, housed in the clothes of my brothers. And almost I finished my first quilt of white yarn.

    That morning, I had to milk and I went to the paddock to bring the cows. I must reunite them with calves, which were locked in the house since the previous afternoon. When I got to the paddock, I saw the bull with the rod to urinate grown ten times. This was pink. He was raised on a cow wanting urinate her. At

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