Source: Unsplash - @delbarboza, Delfino Barboza.
MEMORIES OF AROMAS is the new topic for the month of August of the #silverbloggers community.
For those of us who live in an oil-producing country, it is easy for us to have this smell always present in our memories and my country is a large oil producer.
From Lake Maracaibo, passing through the cities of Cabimas, Ciudad Ojeda, Tia Juana, Santa Rita, Lagunillas and Bachaquero, 7 cities where the largest oil production in the country is found and giving way to its creation by the need of the workers who They came to the region to work in the industry.
My mother was born in the city of Bachaquero and migrated to Maracaibo when she was 12 years old due to the precarious conditions of her hometown despite being one of the great producers of black crude oil or Black Gold as we call it.
I remember the first time my mother took my 3 older brothers and me to visit our grandmother, her mother.
It was a very poor neighborhood and what I did most was play mounted on the crude oil pipes that passed in front of my grandmother's house. They were almost my size in height and quite wide, but I sat on them as if I were riding a horse. I remember very well that I got burned because the crude oil that passes through those pipes is hot and the sun helped to heat the iron material with which they are made.
Imagine the smell of oil that was there but that was heaven for me. Playing in the sun, on that big pipe, with that penetrating smell was the best of the parks I could go to in my childhood.
I was always wishing that my mom would go visit my grandmother to take us.
So whenever I get the smell of oil I am transported back to my innocent childhood, where we didn't need fancy toys, our creativity flew all over the oil field.
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