Daisy Valera’s Diary

Today, one of two things should take place: Either the measure to make workers remain on the job five years more to retire should be rescinded or the announced layoffs should be shelved.

Apparently, fifty years since the 1959 socialist revolution and the foundation of the Federation of Cuban Women (FMC) have not been enough.

But what happens when there isn’t any change, and the smallest coin one can find is the peso?

All those present reaffirmed the idea that the problem of racism is palpable in our society and that no campaign undertaken since the beginning of the 1959 Revolution has been able to eradicate this disease.

Jaime is an acquaintance of mine. We get together from time to time for coffee and to compare our takes on things.

Ultimately, we cannot use the excuse of economic difficulties to explain the lack of a Communist Party congress for the past 13 years.

Since I hadn’t stepped into a zoo for many years, and my last memories were from childhood, I wanted to see how I would feel going to see the animals at 22.

I came upon a small white and crumpled up piece of paper. In its heading read the message: “Legalize What’s Homegrown.”

There’s one group of those who drink beer, eat pizza or ice cream, play pool and place their children in the rides in the store’s mini amusement park. The other group is made up of those people who go to the cheapest departments to buy articles of basic necessity – like soap, detergent and other small less expensive items.

In the many trips that I make around the city in our articulated buses, I’ve noticed something that always catches the passengers’ attention: billboards. These enormous signs are kind of like informational murals.