More than a short story, this is a description of a very poor boy's life. I can say this is one of the saddest passages I have read.
It tells us about a boy, a very poor one, which never does anything interesting, useful or for himself. The same routine is repeated day after day: he wakes up, prepares a very simple breakfast for him and his little borthers, picks up his youngest brother's mess, take them to school and tell them to wait for him in the same place he left them. It also tells us that he buys milk or does favors for his mother, but in the end, he is like a lifeless poor boy which cannot do anything else in his life.
At the end of the story it says that "Salvador dissappears...". It is way too sad. Reading about this boy, who lives to survive rather than the opposite, makes us look how lucky we are to have what we have and the opportunities we get to do something useful with our lives.
When you reach the last period in the story, you feel like waking up from a dream. You really feel as if you had gone beside Salvador in his day, and then it suddenly ended. You wake up and realize in a second that the sad and miserable day that Salvador had is going to be repeated for a very long time. You cannot but feel sad for the boy. He is poor, he has got no friends, he has got a sad life, and he cannot change it. He is alone and sad. That is what moves us in the story, the connection that we have with him for not wanting his life and the fact that we do not want him to have that life. It is a really sad story, and touches you despite its short length.
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