FRIENDS FROM SCHOOL

When I went to school I had a fairly large class, if I remember correctly there were thirty-two students in my class and since we all had to wear uniforms there were no differences between them but there was a girl who always wore colored bows that they attracted a lot of attention. Every day it seemed that the bows were new, and indeed they were, over the years we learned that her father was a ribbon distributor. Once we found out what her father was working on, we were no longer surprised to see the new ties every day.
At school I met those who are still my best friends today, apparently it is not normal to have the same friends at forty that you had when you were five years old, but in my case that is normal. I don’t understand how people can stop being friends with the first friends they made in life, especially if they continue to live in the same city where you grew up and went to school. Personally, the treatment that I have with my classmates is brotherhood and from what seems like this it will be until the day we die, in that aspect I think that in the school we went to they did a very good job in that regard. Because they encouraged all of us to get along despite our differences and, given what we saw, they succeeded adequately. I also think that spending ten years together has helped us to get used to each other. Even so in my class there were also groups, there was the group of athletes, the group of those who did not want to play during recesses and went up to the library (I ended up going and it was a mess, I had a better time in the library than in the patio) and the girls by his side.
But in the end we all got along very well and there were few problems of coexistence although there were some, but they were children’s things that were fixed quite quickly.