And as I looked into his eyes, I realized that for the hundreds of letters I had written for political prisoners, that I would never have written a letter for him, because he was not a 12-year-old boy who had done something important for anybody.
E ao miralo aos ollos decateime de que dos centos de cartas que tiña escrito a presos políticos, nunca lle escribira ningunha carta para el, porque non era un rapaz de 12 anos que fixera algo importante para alguén.