Don Juan Francisco. Esp//Ing.


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Don Juan Francisco.

La vivencia de hoy data del año 1963 en Las Mercedes del Llano, un pueblo del estado Guárico que producía mucho petróleo en esos tiempos, pero que nunca tuvo beneficios notables en atenciones y servicios. Orgulloso estoy de mi tierra natal, y es algo que agradezco a Dios cada día.

En Las Mercedes la gente era amable y las personas cuando llegaban lo primero que le ofrecían era un plato de comida, y de seguro que si llegaba a hora de almuerzo o cena, la invitación se realizaba.

Había un hombre de unos 70 años de nombre Juan Francisco,quien vestía liquiliqui que es el traje típico de Venezuela, y por o general, se usa un pardillo, sombrero y calzado.

Sucedió que el hombre llegaba todos los días a eso de las 11.30 am, pero tenía una costumbre es que, si le veía que la comida era arroz con frijol, él no comía, y así aconteció varios días.

Si Juan Francisco notaba que era arroz y frijol lo que le ofrecían, él decía:

—Mire, comadre, no voy a come hoy porque es que comí demasiado en el desayuno, y no quiero más.

Sin embargo, cuando él veía que era pollo o carne, decía:

—Hoy sí voy a almorzar aquí, comadre, porque mi esposa salió ayer de visita a su madre, y estoy solo.

La situación era una constante hasta que mamá Cecilia se dio cuenta, y le dijo:

—Mire, compadre, me perdonará que le diga sinvergüenza, pero a usted le da hambre es cuando hay pollo o carne, y eso no debe ser así.

Y casi obligado, don Juan Francisco tuvo que comer frijol con arroz ese día, pero ya no volvió a visitar nuestra casa a horas de comer.

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Don Juan Francisco.

Today's experience dates back to 1963 in Las Mercedes del Llano, a town in the state of Guárico that produced a lot of oil in those days, but never had notable benefits in terms of services. I am proud of my homeland, and it is something I thank God for every day.

In Las Mercedes the people were friendly and when people arrived the first thing they offered was a plate of food, and for sure if it was lunch or dinner time, the invitation was made.

There was a man in his 70's named Juan Francisco, who was wearing a liquiliqui which is the typical costume of Venezuela, and usually a pardillo, hat and shoes.

It happened that the man arrived every day at about 11.30 am, but he had a habit that if he saw that the food was rice with beans, he did not eat, and so it happened several days.

If Juan Francisco noticed that it was rice and beans, he would say:

-Look, comadre, I'm not going to eat today because I ate too much for breakfast, and I don't want any more.

However, when he saw that it was chicken or meat, he would say:

-Today I am going to have lunch here, comadre, because my wife left yesterday to visit her mother, and I am alone.

The situation was a constant until mother Cecilia realized it, and said to him: -Look, compadre, I'm having lunch here, comadre:

-Look, , you will forgive me for calling you a scoundrel, but you get hungry is when there is chicken or meat, and that should not be so.

And almost obliged, Don Juan Francisco had to eat beans and rice that day, but he never came back to our house at mealtimes.

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Ja,ja,ja sinceramente era un pasado. No quería los frijoles puro carne, pollo, es decir, puro el salado.

La viveza criolla fue desmontada.

Ha,ha,ha. Honestly, it was a past time. I didn't want the beans, pure meat, pure chicken, that is to say, pure salty. He really liked the protein.

The viveza criolla was dismantled

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Ja, ja, ja, era un catire bien bonito y elegante. Mi hemano Juan Celestino el chicharronero siempre echa esos cuentos, igualito.

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Recordé a mi suegra ja,ja,ja ella dice que los bonitos hacen pasar hambre ja,ja,ja

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🤣😂😅🤣😂😅🤣 provocaaaaaaa 🤣😅😂😅🤣

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Y cuando era pisillo de chigüire, el afán de don Juan era mayor, ja, ja.

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Ja,ja,ja... Es q tanto nombre y tenía sus mañas... 😂😅🤣

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