Author: Rosa Martínez

Friends at a Distance

Until recently I didn’t write anything for HT for three months. Many reasons kept me away from the page. The main ones are my old computer, which breaks down more and more often and my two girls, who seem to cause greater problems as they grow up.

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Cuba Between Love and Hate

Rude behavior is becoming more and more common in our homes, streets and neighborhoods. I don’t know whether this is because the economic problems of Cubans today is expressing itself as mistreatment, yelling and offensive gestures. Yesterday I witnessed an accident that proved shameful not only for the victim.

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Higher Bus Fares Anger Guantanamo Riders

Yesterday afternoon, I caught an inter-municipal bus outside the Agostinho Neto Provincial Hospital in Guantanamo. The bus was headed for the provincial terminal. Before getting on, those who had been anxiously waiting for the bus to arrive asked the driver how much the fare was.

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Love at First Sight on a Cuban Street

There are only two things in the world I like more than plants. One is telling stories. The other are kids, particularly children under five. For me, it is delightful to spend time with a little kid, to see their smiles, to pamper them. On occasion, I offer them some of the sweets I carry around for my own girls so as to get as close to them and get a glimpse at those perfect beings that will soon not be so perfect.

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Cuba’s Monetary Unification: Good or Bad?

I turned on the TV to listen to the morning show Buenos Dias, as I always do, from the kitchen. It was a news piece having to do with Cuba’s two currencies and their use. I perked up my ears and managed to hear something about “monetary unification.” In less than two seconds, my brain was already asking such questions as: “Will I get paid in Cuban Convertible Pesos (CUC)?”, “How much will I start earning now?” and “Will my salary finally be enough to live on?”

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Monkey Business in Havana

A few days ago, I rifled through several local newspapers in search of a topic I could debate with my students.After going through a number of copies of Granma and Juventud Rebelde, I came upon a rather unusual story. Laughter and horror don’t usually go hand in hand, but that was exactly what the article in Juventud Rebelde, titled The Fugitive Monkeys, provoked in me.

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