Osmel Almaguer’s Diary

Osmel Almaguer

A Peanut Vender Story

Teresita sells peanuts at the bus stop. She and her only grandson depend on her earnings to survive. She’s formally retired but her Social Security check amounts to nothing.

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Cuba in the Baseball World Cup

Given the way baseball is now played in the World Cup, our country’s National Baseball Commission seriously trained a team for the first time in a long time. This has raised hopes among our people, who remain dependent on that “circus” to maintain their illusions.

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Poetry or Something More Concrete?

At the House of Poetry, I was listening to verses being recited by a Cuban author of some standing when suddenly I noticed a young woman sitting next to me. A “who-knows-what” diverted my attention from the reading long enough for us to exchange looks.

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Serious but Hilarious Cuban Cartoons

Nonetheless, this “father of the Cuban cartoons” doesn’t have a monopoly in terms of quality. A new generation is emerging who are somehow heirs of that flower pollinated by Padron with his creations. .

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Running Out of Steam

Julio had a promising career in Cuba’s Revolutionary Armed Forces (FAR) before being relegated to the reserves due to health problems. From very early on he had participated in two internationalist missions: one in Angola and the other in Ethiopia.

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Hypocrisy in the Cuban Media

Ever since I was little I’ve been witness to the characteristic falsehoods of my country’s media, whose influence we’ve been vulnerable to for more than a half century.

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Aging in Today’s Cuba

Seeing my grandfather still kicking at the ripe old age of 93, while continuing to maintain my grandmother and two of my uncles who don’t work, is no less than a source of pride – though also worrisome.

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A Frustrated Trip Abroad

Alfredo, the young man who I wrote about who would sell his clothes and equipment received as a member of the national swimming team, has quit the sport. He still doesn’t know what he’s going to live on in the immediate future.

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My Geographical Fatalism

The desire to live in an urban environment turned into an obsession. But time passed and I still hadn’t achieved my objective, especially because I was in a situation that depended on my father.

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