My Grandfather told me that
when my aunt was a girl,
she had a parrot ( Paco) and
and a horse.
My Grandfather told me that
my aunt taught the parrot to
talk. At twelve o'clock the
parrot said: prrrrr, Eduardo, 
go to lunch, prrrrr, and my
Grandfather went to lunch.
One day, there was a 
dangerous storm, and 
a tree fell down where the parrot
was, and killed it. Pour Paco!
As my aunt always cried
my grandparents bougth her
a small horse. The horse
was very,very, inteligent.
He said hello with his neck.
This small horse died 
when he was very,
very, old.