Laughs, cries, screams, love and hate. That’s a friendship and I am luckily to have some amazing and unconditional friends. I know most of my truly friends since I was really young and now it has been a lot of years of relationship, but, obviously the things were quite different than now. Maybe because we now don’t play with our Nancys or to catch each other running.

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My mother always tells me the story of the first time she met Laia. She and I were playing and when mum arrived and started to talk to Laia’s grandmother. So you are Noa’s mother? Laia is always talking about her! She says that when she will grow up, she wants to be as beautiful as you!-told her, and then, smiling, asked to me: “You want to be beautiful like Laia too, right?”-and then, happily and with all the innocence of the world, I answered: No.                                                                      I don’t remember this, but with my mom’s description, I can imagine her grandmother’s face after that. We must have been four when this happened, but nowadays we still laugh of our first memory together.

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Without any doubt, my favourite memory of my childhood is all the Fridays that Anna, Laura, Laia, later Claudia and me spent in one of our houses, performing plays to our parents, playing and dressing up. I really love and miss it, but now I’m lucky to still have them in my life. As for friends I haven’t changed at all, but while when we were children, we used to meet on Fridays to do theatre. Now we meet on Fridays to go shopping or to watch some film, and while I used to do them a favour lending them my toys, I now do them a favour holding their hair while they’re vomiting when they’re ill or inventing an alibi for their parents when they’re late arriving home, but, isn’t that what friendship is about?

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