The remembered person feels itself happy, but as she said in the tracks of the life I perceived that many are not remembered, not even in the date most sacred of its experiences, the commemoration of the life, its date of birth. The lived experiences had been many where these people had come until me and had said that never they had received a cake from anniversary, as that inside of them she had an emptiness to be filled. Costumo to have the habit to make or to buy a cake and to presentear the people in its day of anniversary. I never imagined that this could make as much difference in the life of next people e> to the times, nor so next, however the generated happiness was valid each gesture, each feeling and joy. In the companies always I established with colleagues the day of the aniversariantes of the month, everything turns an event union and communion between involved and the all waits that day, as being that sacred, as that holiday or recess so waited. In the schools where I placed in practical the same rule, where I took cake and sang congratulations in the interval and some times had the chance of union of two rooms and some professors, the generated joy was so intense, that the barriers of the desunio if spread in the environment and all received that one singelo moment in a gratitude tunning, admiration and respect to the aniversariantes. The result of this could not be another one, the pupils did not lack my lessons, not even the fridays at night, in full university or course technician.