Autobiography

Actually it is impossible for me to remember that day, mi first day in this world, but whenever my mother tells the story, no matter how many times I had listened before, I always laugh. My father was in a rush driving and my other next to him, my father telling her to hold on and my mother answering "I just can't hold on!" So, I was born in my father's car, on the way to the hospital, with the cord around my neck and, believe it or not, that was perfectly normal for me.

It was as if that little, funny story determined my future character. My mother always says "you have been independent since the very first day, I didn't even need to push! It was like you didn't want to hurt me or something!"

I was brought up in the western part of the capital city, which is the poorest part; from two working class families, and yes, I have to say two because my mother's mother and my father's parents were neighbours. So, I live between two houses, two grandmothers, one grandfather and all my uncles and aunts around me.

My parents were studying at the university from the time I born and during my childhood so, I spent my weekends between the university and the beach, like a typical teenager, but I was just a little child!

During my school days I couldn't handle ball sports, none of them, and I studied in a school in the middle of a slum, surrounded by brilliant, natural ball sports stars.

I wouldn't say that it was awful, but many times I felt miserable, clumsy and incapable of holding the ball in my hands...

Every day, no matter what I did, I ended with the ball hitting my face and fainted. And I have to say that I was the only blonde, small and skinny girl at the school that "couldn't handle the ball, It doesn't bite Luzia!"

But, despite these horrible sports days, I don't regret anything about my childhood, because all of that model my character and my actual personality. It made me into who I am now.