Faith in the Promised Land
On a giant screen there unexpectedly appeared the unforgettable Consuelito Vidal making an appeal for hope for the Cuban people, and in the foreground the word “faith” was highlighted in red.
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Diaries
A Stop at the Farmers Market
Last Saturday I went to the Lisa Special Government Agricultural Market to buy vegetables. I got there exactly at the moment some inspectors were detecting several violations in the sales stands.
Read MoreCubans Face Declining Purchasing Power
Although it was supposed that the guidelines for changes in the Cuba’s economy were for analysis by the general public and that approval or disapproval would be determined at the April Communist Party congress, it appears that nothing even remotely resembling this is occurring.
Read MoreNo More Classes
On Monday January 3, classes at the Mantilla High School restarted – but without me. Over each day of the year’s end holiday I spent time meditating about whether I should quit or not, and I finally decided that I should.
Read MoreThe Golden Season of Cuba Baseball
The fiftieth edition of the Cuban National Baseball Series has been dubbed the “Golden Season,” evidently in reference to the round figure it will mark since it has nothing to do with the quality of our national sport.
Read MoreSomething to Sleep On
A few months ago I reluctantly decided to get rid of my bed before the termites completed the work they’d begun. And since the mattress wasn’t comfortable either I decided to get rid of it too.
Read MoreFate Played Its Part
We have begun a new year after having left behind December, when from early in the month Cuban families labored to make sure of everything from a leg of pork to a crate of beer, bottles of rum or well-liked yams for their end of the year traditional Creole dinner.
Read MoreTelephones and Turmoil
I don’t have a problem with telephone service, but I know the trouble a lot of people experience because they don’t have one of these devices in their homes – something so indispensible in this modern era.
Read More“Gasolina” and the Blues
It’s easier to take him for crazy. To look at his Walt Whitman-style mane, with green leaves sometimes tangled in his white hair; the clothes he wears, as old as he is; the beard, which might remind some people of a confirmed Marxist, and his carefree gait through the streets of Caracas, with his four string guitar on his shoulder, inseparable; one might say, “Look, one more lunatic.”(9 photos)
Read MoreMe: Enemy of Community Work
There’s no shortage of people in Cuba who feel specially committed to their community. I’m referring to those who buy expensive audio equipment and they point their loud speakers toward the street, sharing the sound with the rest of the neighborhood.
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