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Let me close I tiptoed

How does a child before his first love.

I'm just a humble preacher,

That you will have to Murcia wonders

And to tell you how much I love her

Honourable Mayor of Murcia, Honourable Councillors of the Corporation, and Reverend Excellency the Bishop of my diocese.

Distinguished and Illustrious authorities, family, friends, fellow workers, Murcia everyone.

I use the possessive because there is none of Murcia is alien to me.

A proclamation has sent me to my mayor

And the mandate I was very happy

Because I'll tell you what I feel

And I'll tell you for nothing

And here I am today, Mr. Corregidor,

In the soul of our City,

Proclaiming that Murcia is "FEELING"

And I, your humble servant

Virgin is here!

! Virgin is here!

! It is the Virgin!

Yesterday brought

On the Shoulders of Murcia

On the Old Bridge

Upon arrival at Carmen

Was the Council

With the mayor at the head

An entire courtship

That brought on a stretcher

Cathedral inside.

Virgin is here

Start the celebration.

And this time there was water who claimed, as this May 17, 1694, and, years later, in 1731, when he was elected patron of Murcia, because it responded to the miracle of the rain, the anguished call Murcia thirsty.

This time has not come to quench their thirst, which, happily we have water for two years or more prodigious work than her presence.

This time has come for nothing, because we are celebrating, and Murcia could not rejoice with gunpowder and parade, with songs and laughter, with bread and bulls, to play and enjoy, if she had not left the mountain to his dressing room fill with joy the most beautiful temple of Murcia.

A temple that since yesterday is filled with prayers, watery eyes, the echo of fervent prayers, because only their presence causes stir the hearts and love beautiful explosions.

This time, the brunette, the generality of the War of Independence, Queen of us all, has come because it is ours.

Because we want.

Because we need it.

Because the Murcia Fair would not make sense, despite its eight centuries of existence, if our employer does not cover us under her mantle and if we had brought that beautiful child that they know this, attributed to Salzillo.

Murcia is a land in which a family could give to the passage of the Virgin of 800 rose petals to be poured on it the day of his coronation.

A coronation conceived by the representative of Pope Pius XI, who first decided that the Virgin was to be crowned canonically April 24, 1927, at the Old Bridge that crossed again yesterday.

Murcia has been because we are celebrating and because he wants to be the first to receive the visitor, in welcoming the returning son, to bless a family holiday in Murcia is deeper than the weather.

He came because he is the patron.

It Fuensanta, is the brunette, the aroma that fills the entire city, which means that in La Vega flower the rose.

Murcia has come to because we want.

Virgin is here.

Start the Fiesta.

My first discovery of what a preacher had it in Murcia, in my childhood.

It was a strong man, strong, which he wore on his chest and back, a sign announcing a place to eat and that the streets singing:

Knight,

to live with salt,

you visit the tinajero. "

It is the first cry that I heard in my vida.La other reference is different.

Has a home theater where William Shakespeare in his advice to the comic, by the mouth of Hamlet explained the ways of proper interpretation, and threats with which otherwise "might as well give my verses to the voceara the crier" .

From this it follows that Shakespeare had no good opinion of the vendors, which I think is totally unfair, because the preacher, it does have a good opinion of Shakespeare.

Today I'm in my homeland, I Murcia.

Today I am 150 meters from the house where I was born, that no longer exists in the number 1 of the San Lorenzo street.

Today I'm in the gift and where I am.

Today I'm in Murcia where my mother was born, where my grandfather was mayor, my wife's birthplace, where they have come into the world my four children, my three granddaughters and eight of my ten children.

Today, in the warm heart of our city, I know that to be Murcia is not just a matter of patience, but also inheritance.

And I am proud of the generous murcianía of my grandparents, my mother and even that of my father, who was born in Asturias, Murcia always proclaimed heart.

And I'm in Murcia Murcia and joy, because he has been given the opportunity to speak of Murcia, in the heart of Murcia.

Perhaps it may seem that the name sounds too Murcia.

Always sound less for my enjoyment, because for me the word Murcia itself is a delight to the ear.

It sounds like heavenly music.

It's like a Beethoven sonata, as his famous Pasionata, or Moonlight Debussy.Es the New World Symphony.

Or the passionate cry of Chopin, with his great Polonaise, unsurpassed love song to the land where he was born.

Say Murcia is a delight for the throat and a pleasure for the ears.

And is that anything that smacks of Murcia is great by nature.

And today is that I have the chromosomes holidays because I have to announce that the party that gave us the wise king, and lost their original economic reasons, is a beautiful and inviting showcase for joy and games.

This is another fair, advanced, and alive because Murcia is a city emerging creative time in which playfulness is an activity that is uplifting to those involved in any of the many aspects of doing good, whether or not born in Murcia .

This September, where we have quenched the thirst, there are more than enough reasons to welcome the stranger, to await the returning Murcia and to share music and partying, sun and good food, to join the Moors or Christian, who was not in vain Murcia Mora for over 400 years.

From the struggle of Moors and Christians, who on 6 sing my beloved and admired José Antonio Cobacho, Rector of the University of Murcia, we commemorate today is without rancor.

The Kabila and mesna, remember the foundation of Medina Mursiya, around the year 825 by the grace of Adderraman II, and delivery to King St. in 1243.

Parades, ornaments, beautiful women, brave men will remember and will soon move Yemeni tribes that inhabited the Valley of Segura, and dramatize the story, and come to the delivery of the keys to the city to King Alfonso X, with hundreds of Murcia dressed the luxury of the past, giving a lesson of brotherhood and coexistence.

A show that will last many days, and I invite you on behalf of our mayor to enjoy the delight of a party that has managed to mature in a few years.

I tell you, however, that the story between Moors and Christians, the feature I like is that the final result is expected and always lose them, as has happened to Murcia in recent times.

And speaking of Real Murcia, sports throb of the city for over 100 years, I regret to ratifying the bad news that this September, the Fair will not include in his long program no official party of the first Club in the region against opponents of stem .

This year, paying the sin of pride mixed with disability, the party filing the league Real Murcia in La Nueva Condomina will face the best club in the history of the Silver division - what the classics called "gray gold" - an opponent whose name I do not remember the penalty.

But I assure you there will be more than 10,000 Murcia populating the stands, because the second B can only be temporary for the seventh capital of Spain, a beautiful city every day, that smells like flowers and mulberry, which pours its greenery streets and neighborhoods and that is going to be adorned by little bumps that are arranged by a tram that will confirm the great city seal, enhanced by its modern buildings and the flag that remembers that three kings was crowned seven times.

Pemán wrote a famous poem in which, referring to the fair in Jerez said: "The fair is a way to hide another."

Murcia I say otherwise.

I think the Feria de Murcia is a another way to identify a certain way to reclaim our way of being.

For a Fair that will honor eight centuries is the appropriate framework to pay tribute to the floor.

That the word is always enough Murcia, sealed with a handshake, to perform the millions, to buy farms or transfer hundreds of cattle, is well known to me what I have is this, that in my childhood I witnessed agreements , of joyful outright horse-trading of "let's fix it", or "neither Pa Ti, or possesses me.

We leave in half!.

And the "Let's take the Alboroque" which was always happy and still happy with the wine of the earth, hot as a few, not sun and sugar is what we need.

With the permission of me by the Mayor, I invite you to the Festival began as the Mediterranean and, through hard work and success, became the Mare Nostrum small to become international, last won in the daily battle field.

And I remember that from 6 to 10 of this joyous month of September the forty-third edition, with its longevity, certifies the work well done, to crown the beautiful dean shown in festivals in Spain.

Will not have to strive to enjoy this beautiful celebration because we find in the streets and squares, for you will sound, messengers of love and friendship to the hearing, whatever your age, because we also for the enjoyment which we walk and those years we all want to go.

"Come dance with us" is a call for participation. It is not intended only to see the party, as we do on the big stage of the Plaza de la Universidad, but gives us the opportunity to be part of this very folklore, taken from the polls or history, to pour on the hot streets of Murcia.

While all these groups come from Cáceres or Cuba arrived from Israel and Kenya.

Rejoice with them.

The city we were born in the shadow of the Cathedral, we know very little livestock, which has ownership in the Fair since medieval times.

For me as for many of you, cattle have the luster of his gait when he is alive and taste rondante with gluttony, when converted to various forms dining, a land that also combines tradition and imagination in the handling of those tasty meats and tempting the bull looking for Lent, which is now consumed for no fee.

For me as a journalist, DM cattle have the memory of an error that occurred in my newspaper, the Daily murcianísimo Line, "when news broke of another opening in September.

At that time, the newspaper photographs were made by the gravure system, ie a plate that gathered each image and is placed on how to lead, at the time of printing.

And sometimes, it happened that changed the iron as it did that day when the newspaper published a photograph of a beautiful cow, with a stand that read, "His Excellency the Most Reverend Bishop of the diocese in the opening ceremony of Fair earned "while in another picture we saw the bishop, dressed in all the solemnity and a caption that read" Magnifico copy of cattle which yesterday won the Fair Competition won. ".

Naturally, our Bishop, was the first to laugh at the mistake, immediately pardoned.

And do not forget you Tunas Contest that called you today, as I did two years ago when I had the honor of preaching, remembering my happy student days, when I allied with the tambourine as an excuse that allowed me to participate in a musical feast for which is not particularly gifted.

Murcia, which houses not one but two universities, has the soul prowler paid to compliment, and hang it in my time serenading waiters were flowers every week and that allowed us to be around Murcia asking women to what was then a nerve:

"Give me pink lad

Give me a carnation in your mouth ... "

Bullfighting Fair I have a precious memory in the Figure Don Diquela, the name was known for his writings on bulls, Dionisio Peñafiel.

It was a small man, wiry, wearing a hat from Cordoba, and as the Don Guido de Machado, was a master of cool chamomile.

He went to the arena provided with a small bell and when the rampage occurred people, scandal, enthusiasm or applause from an act of low relief, made it sound, and a tiny instrument and to produce an absolute silence in the square.

That bell was as fully aware of the fan. Diquela Don, gave me the honor of your friendship, I talked about bulls and Murcia.

Murcia over bull and I had the pleasure of cooling inpage him a bottle of manzanilla.

Taurine activity, which could itself be fair, I have the memory of a place he stood, when Manolo Cascales cited the bull from 40 meters, and received a very slow muletazos, without amendment.

And bulls also gave me my first journalism problem when my director asked me to write a few reviews, in my way, the run of the Fair.

"But I do not understand the bulls."

- I told

"So" - he answered - I want to write what comes to mind.

Obeyed.

And I wrote my first article.

And I did what I expected.

The next day, a small man, wearing a hat, dark and with a strong Andalusian accent, the newspaper came to me and handed me an envelope.

- What about this?

- I asked.

- What is it?

- What do you think?

- The envelope that my teacher tells me that it is "mu" "agradesio."

I opened the envelope.

I saw it was money.

Not told, but it sure was more than my modest welded novice journalist.

I returned it.

Put a face of amazement still makes me laugh and I told my director.

One teacher looked at me slowly, as midiéndome and said something I have never forgotten.

Going to be a good journalist, but have many problems.

The preachers who have preceded me, as memories tend to be far Fair Malecón, where, for the first time, enjoyed the exciting journey of those buggies and evocative still board horses.

I Casona that phrase, I say take the years that I have now, I'm going further, Ruiz Hidalgo Park, near the building where we are today.

I was on bass, and I remember the Iron Bridge pedestrian now open to traffic, so much less dense, and the entire park, which ran parallel to the bed of the river, full of gadgets, venue, seat of the fair and shelter also in the spring of the Battle of Flowers White or sew.

Murcia has lacked and still lacks a stable amusement park and the annual meeting in September, is a call to the most modern equipment, dramatic, almost a challenge to the laws of physics.

The shotguns were my favorite subject.

It was break a toothpick with a pseudo rifles correctly calibrated, the use of which still exists, because in life almost all the lads we wanted to be Buffalo Hill.

And the wheel .... It would raise more than 10 feet above the ground.

In my childhood, that seemed wonderful.

I never knew what was really a wheel, until many years later, I met the Prater in Vienna.

At present there are wells Fair you can enjoy and that would be the envy of those who filled my desire as a child.

By then, those who were suffering from altitude sickness, we had the cathedral, much higher than any wheel, ramps whose got on numerous occasions to see my feet a little girl and endearing Murcia.

I remember the deck.

It was a small platform and hit a metal contraption to climb the heights.

If you hit a bell that was the end of the climb, I and many others like me, self-satisfied looked around to make others partakers of that strength demonstrated.

It took me a long time but, finally, one day the doorbell rang, the piece of metal had risen to the target sound.

I thought it was a man.

For this exhibition, we have no less than 150 attractions will be open until 14.

Cost between 1.50 and 3 euros and a half.

New technologies allow us to make a virtual tour, because a new website allows you to program in modern design, a better visit to the site.

At the fair of Fica, we have the whip, the octopus, the worm loco, labyrinth, excalectric, the gyro, the American track, fun trampolines, bumper cars, and advertises itself as the Mountain of the star attractions Terror and the Temple of Evil, which is the big news this year, with a height of up to 58 meters in height attraction.

Riding the whip was the hardest thing was done then, when today you know that going to the fair you may see some sights that I produce terror.

If not because I have vertigo or because I have too many years.

But the truth is that the fair was always a call.

I remember riding in those sights to 10 cents, 10 cents peseta, eye, there is much difference between the money then and today.

A 2400 times cheaper than the modest attraction of the fair.

And no less than 78 booths hosting different content, from toys to sandwich shops, four raffles and four picnic areas, so that, beyond the excellent restaurants, pubs and bars in the city that is rich, we can satisfy our appetite at The Orchards, on the Malecon of life, where thousands of Murcia rejoice in the ratatouille, the zarangollo, cooked potatoes, the garlic, sausage, Molcon or lamb chops.

At the Feria de Murcia, the table is served.

The Sports Council has taken seriously their participation and during these days will offer no less than 150 sports activities, including the gift of raising up the river, taking advantage that there is water, canoe.

The sport has its presence in Murcia by land, water and air.

The September fair is for me and for all, a revival of memories, sometimes asleep, that struggle to return to be present.

Today I remember when I started in journalism, I met an actor he admired, Pepe Nieto, a Murcia born in 1903 and had starred in a knife duel in the film "Pride and Passion", nothing more and nothing less with Frank Sinatra.

I remember I did an interview (one of the first of my long professional execution) and asked how was Murcia, and I replied: "How can I say that when I come to Murcia I change the color of his eyes."

Those words marked me, I liked that phrase, nourish, and I felt not having invented.

When I hear the word Murcia, I notice that it gives me goose bumps and hairs and hooks.

Because only mention his name, I am thrilled and excited to know that many Murcia.

We are proud and privileged to Murcia.

For me the word of Murcia, more than one adjective to identify an adjective to show off.

I, Murcia cement, both me joy of the garden, but I've never taken a Legon, know all about my people, who called Murcia Miguel Hernández dynamite men in constant struggle with the flood and drought .

Source: Ayuntamiento de Murcia