The beautiful School I attended my entire childhood in Cuba from pre k until I finish 5th grade , with the same kids that were for me family . My school was called Renato Guitar and until this day it’s a point of reference for my sister and I , we both think it was magical and the most beautiful and special school ever , Until this day I feel we were lucky to have those beautiful childhood memories . Each class room had beautiful chandeliers and marble bathroom and most importantly all of my childhood friends , I have been able to find a few of them and would forever tried to find my best friend ROBERTO FALBER which was always seated behind me every single grade I was in and at times when I was in trouble with our teacher he would defend me . That wast the Cuba I I remember but sadly that Cuba doesn’t remotely look like it was Or it has been destroyed by the horrible Comunist Regime . I still remember word by word The anthem of my school , Escuela de Patria honor de cada niño ....... I’m still holding on to my roots but thankful I’m. in a free country. 🙏❤️🇨🇺🇺🇸