the obstacle

The obstacle  After the none violent revolution in Portugal 1972, as often happens in my life when something unusual happens, I was there, not knowing I was witnessing history My ship came to unload cargo, but we ended up staying for weeks, a revolution is too important to be wasted by mere cargo In the village where I later settled. the new era brought a road, not a big road but wide enough for a school bus there was an aber, where the road ended two olive trees blocked the road for further expansion The trees belonged to an old man who refused to sell his trees to the camera With the dictatorship over and a new democracy with rights and freedom for everyone The school bus had to drive onto a field to get past That lasted until the old man died and his relatives allowed for the olive trees  to be removed, with roots and replanted in someone's garden.