A corner of Táchira

I would not change for anything in the world to have been born in another country, Venezuela, despite all the adversities that are currently being experienced, is a place full of a lot of culture, wherever you look at it, it is pure beauty, its places but although it has a lot of beauty in their destinations, the most outstanding thing is their people, the warmth, the kindness, the empathy, the respect with which they treat you, even if they don't know who you are, they always seek to help you in some way.

All Venezuela is unique, like its people, its women full of life, joy, beauty, majesty, all the states of Venezuela no matter how cliché this writing sounds, they steal your breath in one way or another, all without exception steal a little piece of you of your heart and even in some cases, you even feel that you want to stay and live in them.

Táchira in particular is a corner, a box of surprises, full of beautiful mountains and rivers that will only leave you shocked by their majesty, each corner of Venezuela is unique, none has any comparison, especially Rubio where I had the honor of being born, raised , live almost all my life, this is at least an hour from the state capital, from the first moment what catches you is the human warmth of its people, the main attraction of my dear blond without a doubt is the Holy Church Bárbara, is one of the most beautiful architectures in the whole country in terms of churches, with a neo-gothic style, originally built between 1911 and 1930, it is a church that in its beginnings had a completely different façade and one could even say that common, this changed when they decided to remodel it, in a nutshell to evolve said facade around the 60s. And even, the urban planning of the city was remodeled, since the previous facade was not the church together with the square, separated a street, for which they decided to rearrange so that it would be together with the church and the square, which was a positive aspect for the inhabitants, because it could be an open space a place where it was possible to socialize and for the rest of the settlers.

Although it is a small town, it has many more attractions, which make it unique and needless to say about the people who inhabit it, we are unique, like the rest of Venezuelans we are warriors, we are very creative people in the face of adversity, we are not daunted by situations negative that life presents us, on the contrary, we live with joy without collapsing, always seeking to move forward, finding solutions that would surprise more than one person who does not know the daily experiences of Venezuelans. I thank life for allowing me to exist in Venezuela, there may be circumstances that at the time make us regret, but the resilience that we acquire as Venezuelans, that we always solve everything with a smile on our face, its culture, its meals, is inexplicable and impossible to change.

Finally, I just want to promote that we teach children to love their culture, because each one is unique and unrepeatable, to love their city, their country, their people, not to change it for anything in the world, that even if they go to another country, city, they will always be Venezuelans that will not change, that it is a pride to be called Venezuelan, because we are warriors who fight for our well-being in any adversity, that in one way or another we are always victorious, in addition to that we always push forward with the push the only thing that characterizes us.