When I was a child I remember going with my family to the city where my grandmother lived. It was called Valledupar, in Colombia. When we arrived in Valledupar my cousin and my brother and I left to look for grapes but we got lost. My grandmother lived on a farm and there were many trees around her home. It was a big place so it was easy to get lost. When we finally found our way home and arrived back at my grandmothers house my parents were very angry and gave us trouble. They didn't let us leave for three days. But we had fun anyway. The three of us played soccer at her house for three days!
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