She has always said that her children must get aneducation.lenvenin poor district nesteps out of his homa plastic rool, Ilemorning sky. AnotherThe weather has beenand remember the lastTrey grey clouds fill theCold with sadness, Theme he thinks. There'sAnd she hasn't called toshe's gone for ever: He tonear Lima a young manhome - a tiny house with aHe looks up at the earlynother day with no sunshine.been terrible recently. Helast time he saw the sun.all the sky and his heart feelsThere's no sunshine when she'sere's only darkness every day.led for so long. He wonders ifHe tries to imagine life withouts over there in Madrid cleaningBut it's hard. He misses her too. He misses hersmile, her voice, the songs she sings even whenthings look black. And he knows she loves him.But why hasn't she called? Perhaps she's forgottenthem. Perhaps she's decided to stay there. Perhapsshe's found someone else. He feels like crying, buthe can't. Not in front of the children.A dog starts barking. He turns back to the house tostart another day.What if she stays overthe houses of the rich?He turns as he hears a nois waking up. ? Theyjust isn't a home withohim, 'When is Mamáhe say? One day. Sooshe here, Papá?' Why?money, and there ahe hears a noise; one of the childrenThey miss her so much. The housewithout her. Every day they askis Mamá coming home? And what canne day. Soon, my baby. And why isn'tpá? Why? Because they need theod there are no jobs, and over there sheearn in a day what you earn here in a mov to feed five hungry children. But it isn'tom to live without their mother either.Suddenly, a ray of sunshine breaks through theclouds and lights up the doorway just as Verónicasteps through the door. He feels the warm sun onhis back. The little girl has just woken up and isrubbing sleep from her eyes. She looks so likeher mother. She yawns and he hears her mother'svoice. He hears his name, 'Nacho! Nacho!' IsVerónica speaking? Behind him he hearsfootsteps. He turns round. The sun is too brightand he can't see clearly. He puts his hand up tohis eyes, and then thinks, 'I haven't woken up!I'm still dreaming! But then Verónica shouts out'Mama!' And he knows that sometimes dreamscome true.canaIt isn't easy to feed five hieasy for them to live withHe sighs. Time to wake them up and get themready for school. He knows many people who sendtheir children to work, to wash cars or to beg, but прочитать текст на русском букве​