Diaries

Thinking about Cuba

I just wonder: Does there exist only one way of thinking about Cuba? What type of education is it that attempts to produce homogeneity, some sole way of thought, that doesn’t allow questioning or diversity of thought and action? Am I misinterpreting what I read?

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We Have the Circus, but the Bread?

I believe that what happened suited the majority, because it was a political strategy for the capital to enjoy this degree of happiness in such bitter times. I don’t mean to say that a trap was set to benefit one team to the detriment of the other, but what’s certain is that the squad that won was the team “they wanted” to win.

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Destroying the Thirst for the Wonderful

It’s unnecessary to do any “educational work” with children for them to begin poking around at everything that surrounds them. Born within them is a natural way of marveling at everything that appears before them, but then school takes charge – gradually killing the marvelous thirst they’re endowed with (at least schools I’ve experienced and known).

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Easter Week in Venezuela

Easter week in Venezuela is quite different to what we Cubans are used to: everybody goes on vacation. Many of the businesses are closed —almost all of them— and the workers go to their homes or any other place they want to during these days made so hot by the lack of rain in the country. (22 photos)

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Alienated by Baseball

For me it’s amazing to see people so involved in a simple game. You feel as if they have something of value at stake (be it even vanity or pride) every time the players come out onto the field.

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Elections in Cuba

The defects of capitalist elections are repeated by heart in our country, but I believe that the time is coming to raise our voices to point out our own blemishes; that will be the point of departure for improvement.

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A Guantanamera Cheering for Villa Clara

I’m a faithful follower of Cuban baseball. Ever since I was little, going to the stadium has constituted one of my most enjoyable pleasures – with the music, the shouting before each home team hit, the songs mocking our opponents, and those ever-friendly disputes with the referees.

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Havaneurope?

Several days ago, while walking through Havana with a London photographer, he told me he didn’t like the restored part of the city because it appeared too much like just another European city. For this friend, what was different was capturing the municipality of Centro Havana in his lens, an area where the restoration work of the Office of the City Historian has yet to arrive.

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My First Trip Abroad

I had never flown abroad, at least not physically. This first trip took me by surprise; I didn’t even have time to say goodbye to all my friends and family – that was the bad part. Nor do I like the fact I’ll have to go several months without seeing them. But I can’t complain; thousands of Cubans would love to be in my place.

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