Cuentos de un día mas (Tales of one more day), is a feature film related to the pandemic and its effects on Cuban families.
I’ll have a light dinner, watch a movie, & light a candle to ask for health & harmony. At 12, I’ll throw a bucket of water from the balcony.
After so much time at home for the health crisis, many places have begun to offer service. I wanted to go spend a few hours in Old Havana…
I guessed somebody had abandoned him. I don’t understand how people are capable of committing such evil deeds.
Talking about modern day self-employment jobs, line standers and resellers have emerged, very much in line with the current situation.
It’s impossible to forget: “There has been so much injustice, that I wouldn’t be able to write it all down in this diary post.”
Soap operas or telenovelas are addictive; people laugh and cry watching them. I believe our lives are the best soap opera.
I also remember what happened to a neighbor too when, one night, while walking down the street and turning a corner, a guy got out of a truck.
I’ve been dreaming about my parents recently. Meaningful dreams. As if they wanted to appear and tell me that they are here.
The situation of many Cuban emigres in the US depends a great deal on how they left, how ready they were to leave, and their achievements.