Joven Mundólogo [English version]

For no one is a secret that people from Colombia’s central region are of a quality that strives to please the other, to offer respect and to try as a wonder, but sometimes that gives to doubt, given the overaction that makes them popular for being squatters, hypocrites and liars, always with their "I didn’t do anything-face” so you never know when they treat you sincerely or when they are about to give you a stabbing rag.  It seems to be a generalized attitude among mountaineers who invade our city with their spoken words and their Juan Valdez hats look alike narcos, counting their wads of bills in front of all, not because they have much money, just because of that psychotic mindset of having the full salary in the pocket to rectify it every 30 seconds in front of the listener as a way to avoid proximity.  The rotten fruit gets all the attention with its particular smell and the wastage of never being good enough with people who always seem to have a dirty intention in their

I recently met a trans * boy in a meeting with other friends, at first sight I could not deduce that he was a transgender person, until one of the present made an explicit comment that cleared my doubts, giving rise to so many others. I had seen trans women only a few feet away, but never shaken the hand of anyone with this condition. I must confess that the subject still causes me some confusion, not because I feel in transit to the opposite sex, but to the necessary understanding in order to be able to accept without judgment the will of these people. The first concern that came to me was how to greet him, I did not know if my handshake was very strong, or if I kissed him on the cheek, I really do not have these considerations with my friends, with whom regardless of their sexual orientation we always give a strong hug and sometimes of emotion a couple peaks in the cheek, the forehead or even the hand. It seems to me that there are too many questions when dealing with a transgender