37 years ago, Paul has visualized becoming an accountant and a writer. He knew his parents could not afford to send him to school to finish those courses he had wished for. However, he did not give up dreaming. In 1976, he was about sixteen year old and had just finished his elementary; he decided to leave his parents.
Contrary to the will of his parents, Paul still had left them and lived the way he could have to. He said that living away from his family was not easy and productive. He had slept under pine trees robustly standing around their town plaza. He had used some old scrap cardboard and old as his and bedding. Sometimes, he had slept on the height of the tower of their town church. Other times inside the waiting shades and fish market along with other deserted children. He had become immune from the mosquitoes bites, salty smells and the freezing darkness.
There were nights he was weeping, remembering his family but the homesickness for them did not change his decision. He made friendship with those children who were also at his age. He mingled with them like one family with the same fate. Thus, it became easier for him to be with them. The fish market was their source of living: Lifting of goods from market vendors in exchange of some money to be divided equally among themselves were exciting and memorable experiences for them.