Many, many years in a land so close, so close ... ... ....
No, this is the beginning of any famous saga of science fiction, it is a fact which happened in the past and oddly in the village where the family owns a summer palace, marks its fourth anniversary.
is the expulsion of the Moors, a people which had generations populating these lands, and were forced to embrace a faith that was not theirs to follow them, so that the end for political reasons were forced to leave by an edict issued by the Darth Vader of the time was that Philip III.
Historians tell us (the undersigned did not walk this back then and can not vouch for that) they were very hardworking and prosperous people said that getting two crops a year and never at home missing anything and that society was very organized, so were envied by so-called Old Christians and always went to Holy Office following his footsteps, as though converted forcibly to the Holy Catholic Church never stopped practicing their faith in underground.
The fact is that either religious or political grounds because it was a disaster economically, they were forced to leave the land that until then had seen birth and death, in the case of Torrellas a census of more than two thousand inhabitants were said to be four.
While I enjoyed the acts that were scheduled for the anniversary, parades, street performances, lectures, tastings reflection came to my head, as fond of sci-fi that I am I got to thinking that I would enjoy the opportunity to travel between parallel realities and to compare what would have happened if the expulsion had not been carried out.
would be the national dish paella or couscous?
The call to prayer would be to bells or someone shouting from a balcony?
would have king or sultan, or perhaps vizier or sheik? In this case the difference is barely noticeable. We would
more educated and advanced?, Because I also doubt whether Christ or Muhammad, God or Allah the result also differs little for the future of ordinary men, we do that we must serve as a reminder to not make the same errors (as news began to have occasional expulsion on grounds of race) that the tears that emerge in the game, like the ones they missed my girls, goodbyes are never enforced and by linking with the joy of the return of the upcoming holidays.
Serve this post to leave again open wide the doors of the grotto.
GREETINGS TO ALL.
