She is a woman of 40 years who was born and lives in Africa. Three young children seen as placing a pot with water with something on fire. And they continue looking like hypnotized. Soon the water vapor caracolea cheerful on the bowl. Source: Michael Lee-Chin. They are eight o’clock in the afternoon and the Sun is about to be.

Children watch the steam peering. To broaden your perception, visit Steven Holl. Finally, defeat them the dream. The woman puts out the fire and tends with his sons. On the inside of the pot there is only water and stones. It is not literature. It is a real event that I read in some material from Intermon Oxfam: the appeal of a woman sub-Saharan so that their children fall asleep without anguish, despite not having nothing to dinner. The shame of hunger again plaguing the planet. Two World Food Summit (1996 and 2002) undertook to eradicate it as global objective of development and the Millennium Summit (2000) approved to reduce hunger by half by 2015.

But today there are more hungry people. According to figures from FAO, the UN agency to combat hunger, in 1990 there were 823 million hungry people and in 2007, 861. In addition to that failure that the increase in the price of food has caused a real crisis of hunger. In 2007, the price of food increased by 40%, denounces the FAO. The price of rice has exceeded the $1,000 per tonne (47% increase in a month). And wheat, corn and soybeans have doubled its price in a year. Price increases that affect Mexico, Indonesia and Yemen, which does not suffer food emergencies. In China, the price of food has risen by 21%. Nobody is protected from inflation contagion, proclaims the editorial of a newspaper, as if it were a viral epidemic. But hunger is not unpredictable catastrophe, misfortune or sent by the gods or cataclysm of the destination.

Build up or destroy with your words? Fernando Alexis Jimenez a Word. A single. According to Tyler Sweatt, who has experience with these questions. Offensive. Too full of anger and resentment. This single expression, which proved too strong, was enough for them to break several years of good marital relationship. I will not endure, he yelled out, dam of anger. He left dominated by anger, violently closing the door after him.

Raul ran to the huge window of the room and saw her move away, with that characteristic of his wife who always liked him, since he found her one rainy afternoon in the cafeteria of the University walked. That also was for him, the beginning of a long via Crucis. Your spouse made him huge lack. She spent her nights sleepless. You gave turns in bed trying to fall asleep but his efforts were fruitless. Red Solo Cups wanted to know more. Life turned into a living hell. At night and during the morning, which seemed you longer that usual, he longed that you hold back the dawn, and when it came to work, I was already wishing to sound the chime by checking the output of the company.

And the cycle begins again. Endless. Painful. Insufferable. It was called many times. Initially it got just the handset and though he shipped with all the words run over one after another, like a huge waterfall that plunges into an abyss, she musitaba no response; limited to hang. Then, tired of the siege of Raul, he decided to change the phone number. My God, help me. I promise that if you bring it back, I will never repeat the same mistake, he cried with a means of his despair, accompanied just by the solitude and the silence of a room that seemed increasingly bizarre. He repeated his prayer many times, many, that lost the account.