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If I have a car accident, and I break my two legs, people say to me that I was lucky. If a snake bites me and almost kills me, people say to me that I was lucky. If in the army a lost bullet blows up one of my ears, they still say to me that I was very lucky. Obviously sad for having broken my two legs, being bitten by a venous snake, having lost an ear and half of my hearing, and in general setting a foot in the other world, I should be grateful for not having broken my back, not being killed by that snake, that that lost bullet didn’t blow up my head and in general for not having died. Yes I’ve been really lucky! People repeating this to me every time they see me or talk about me doesn’t help me much, but according with the tradition, I just answer that it’s true, that they are right and that it could have been a lot worse. And you also have to say that thing that I always found so funny “Today I’ve been born again” I don’t know if talking this way repeats in other cultures but so far I’ve seen it only in Spain.