2 - What kind of relationships did they have with family/family figures?
Richardo was the youngest of three boys - the smallest, and most honest one of the lot of them. But he was willing to help his mother around the house, or learn her skill-trait of making pottery. That was, when they weren’t in the fields with their father, attempting to cultivate in the harsher climates and terrain of the island. Sugar was one of the most blossoming enterprises with trades attempting to be established by the government. It was difficult, and the work was often less rewarding than any of them would have liked - but it was what they had.
His father was a humble man, with a streak within him that was determined. Even on during the droughts, he often made his sons tend the lands, until their calloused hands were cracked and bleeding. He was never cruel in his words, and always tried to show his sons that if a man worked had and was devout in his faith, he could make himself a better life among the adversity.
His mother was soft, and gentle. Often she would hum as she worked, and would always spare a moment to sweep the growing hair out of her sons’ eyes, and kiss their foreheads with murmured praise. Even as their father chastised, saying that it would make the boys too soft, she would always just smile, and say that there was nothing wrong with a little compassion in the world.
The boys, as brothers are, were rough on one another - but protective at the same time. Richardo looked up to both Eladio and Héctor, even if they picked on him for being the smallest or having super pretty eyes.
9 - How did they spend their Sundays?
Sunday was the day of rest. Even in the small community, there was a gathering for prayer and devotion in the morning, that usually went on until the early afternoon - but the rest of the day was often spent playing with the other kids in the village, or in song and celebration among the other families depending on the time of year or festivities that were going on in the village.
Though, he could recall a few times where there were gatherings that his family attended, being young, they didn’t make much sense to him at the time - but in the years of his childhood, the Canary Islands were undergoing the decision to make it a split province or not. While the contents of such meetings held no interest, nor understanding for him - he can recall his father becoming rather heated over them a time or two.