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Posted by faustomartense on May 22, 2009 22:12:04 GMT -6
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¨Simple¨ the boy responded with a smile without stop to speak to a question that his teacher had done seconds earlier. ¨ You put a considerable amount of fuel in your mouth without swallow it .you put the torch near your mouth, leaving a considerable space and just spit the liquid quickly and forcefully,if not the fuel could leak from your face and burn badly. when the content in your mouth is about to finish you must put down the torch to avoid the fire backsliding. the backsliding of the fire is when the fire took the empty place between the mouth and the torch. I said it well, right ?can we start practicing? ¨
The ComeFuego answered with angry to the child's question ¨ No , we can not start to practice if you forget the basic safety measures, you did very well to remember the backsliding of the fire but you forgot the rest. first, before it we must take a glass of milk to reduce the damage if you ever swallow the fuel somewhat by accident to avoid intoxication ¨ the child attempt to replicate as these security measures do not affected him but he ate his word seeing a rude hand gesture that indicate he should be quiet . ¨ Second the spitting of the fuel, whatever it is gasoline or alcohol or whiskey must be made with a correct angle to avoid problems if you spit downward the fire could climb and burn your face. Third and not less important , you must never do it against the wind. Anyway using a common fuel is a lot of damage in the mouth and lungs, so if you can avoid doing it so much if better. ¨ The boy smiled at the kindly concerned face of the man, he did not have another option to go to such shows in the streets to eat. Fausto would just do it for fun and there was no risk that anything happened, he had drink worse things than fuel. he raised his hands and waited with hope for a gesture of his master for approval. ¨ Do not worry so much for me, I can eat a bar of plutonium and nothing will happen but i also understand the risks of this activity and nothing in the world would make me tech this for people without a kind of ability like my own to prevent collateral damage. ¨
¨ Well now it seems that you got it ¨ the ComeFuego's wrinkled skin twisted into a smile of approval , and with much patience he walked close to the things which he worked. a couple bottles of fuel, some other flammable liquid but also preparations with various labels with names of colors. there where some others objects , but what the boy was interested in was the torch that used to spit fire. the old man soaked the torch on the fuel and rather than gave it to the child, he took a bit of the bottle and put the torch close to his mouth spitting a large brilliant blaze. The heat, the smell of fuel , the colors of fire. everything reminded him of the first day he had met this remarkable man. as he had done numerous times, the man was doing a show that not many people had attended but the one that had showed a fascination for those flames that danced out of his mouth.
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