Today is St George’s day, when I was little it was my favourite day because my father always gave me a rose and a book and also I loved to read, but these feelings finished when my father died.
Today all the people are smiling because they feel the spring and the boyfriends and fathers give to their girls a present or a rose.
In Catalonia you can’t avoid this day because in all the streets there are many stalls of roses and books and all I remember is my father.
In the afternoon I was walking through the streets of Barcelona and I saw a boy that got close to me with a rose, I don’t know why he did this, only I know that he had been happy that day.
If you don’t know who to give a rose, it doesn’t matter who you give it, they will thank you.