And the begining for me, maybe you don't know but a gossip could travel faster then a horse. I was in German, and I was a very young doctor, almost graduated, and I was a very happy young guy, and came to German the knews that a boy of 12 years he also was a hunchback, was with the arm broken and was kind a orphan that lived in the streets, I never didn't understand was he wasn't in an orphanage, I thought that maybe was because he was a hunchback. So I derpature from my country in my very young horse, he was faithfull that after in German was one of the most famous history, about him was about the doctor and the horse, is because I had to let him in a roadhouse, because I needed to change for a rest horse to acquieve got in Italy, I didn't sleep during all the travel, but the horses needed rest. With me change the horses I acqiueve got there in last of a day. Is that I was very young and I never knew how Italy was far from Germany so I got my favorite horse, he had a name like smart or speed, he was so young that he wasn't so big like a adult horse he was kind of teenager horse. So what happened in Italy, the hunchback boy that lived with beggars and criminals, sometimes criminals that dressed like beggars were between them, saw beggars kidnap a 6 years old girl and ask for her honor, honor is respect the body from the rape, is kind you want kill you can but respect her honor, and his street collegues say if he matters so much for her he would had to fight for her, and they beat him until broken his arm, once his arm was broken they lived the two. So I went there to put his arm in the place, I was moved for the heroism of a young beggar. Once there who came to talk with me was the girl, she asked to let him die, she was disgusted to be saved by a hunchback, I said for her that he would not die but lost his arm if I didn't help him. So I fix his arm and he got good very fast, he was so happy of be helped and talked that was so beautyful I be so young and doctor, I said that I was happy that he was all right and I returned to home, be without my horse I lost the wish of sleep, and I was so happy to return and could got my horse back. Many years after got to Germany that she never sttoped of pursue him that his life was very dificult that after his death the Italy passed to felt sorrow for him that lived a life of more deeper misery, that after they talked about the good heart that he had, and the suffer of his life, people there passed to like history of suffer and deserve, was the romantic history of Italy good heart, innocence and suffer he had all the three. Rute Bezerra de Menezes Gondim
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