Diaries

The Story of my Leaps

I have always been a peaceful person. My teachers took a while to remember that I was part of their class and the other students to notice my presence. However, underneath that person in the shadow there was a restlessness that began as a child and until this day I can’t name.

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My Mother’s Apartment

Yesterday I slept at my mother’s apartment because in my house there is no video recorder and in her place there is. I took advantage of the opportunity to see some lectures on Cuban culture, a required class that I’m currently taking in the University.

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My Intro to Politics

I spent my childhood with all of my family in a very humble neighborhood in Buenos Aires. There I had the opportunity to meet a communist for the first time, my father, although at the time I didn’t know exactly what that meant.

He spoke of how beautiful the world would be if there weren’t borders and in place you would find bouquets of flowers; a world without racism or xenophobia.

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Cuba is Havana

This is my fourth year in this university science faculty where people from all the provinces of Cuba come to study. Before beginning classes, they informed us that each one of us would be assigned a job related to our specialty when we graduate.

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The Book Fair and Cubans

Over the years, the Havana Book Fair has become one of the most eagerly awaited events of this city. I don’t think there is any other cultural event where more people participate. So many people attend each day that finding the book you’re looking for can become something of a quest if it is one of the more popular ones.

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A Promise Is a Debt

The young girl that comes in next is a walking boutique. She’s dressed in the latest street fashion: A plunging neckline and a lightweight skirt, so thin that only a heroic feat maintains it in its precarious place just beneath the navel and sagging towards her pubis.

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An Alternative

I’m an Argentinean. I was born in a province called Tucuman, in the north of the country, but I grew up in Buenos Aires, the capital. When I was 17, I learned that there was a new project in Cuba that was giving out scholarships to study medicine.

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Differences Exist in Health Care Too

I have noticed considerable differences that exist between one hospital and another. How is it possible that in one there is sometimes only one inexperienced nurse for an entire ward of patients needing special care, while in the other there may be one nurse for each patient?

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The Chileans in Cuba

In 1973, when a coup d’etat overthrew the Allende government, many Chileans were forced to scatter throughout the world in search of a peaceful place to live. Our country opened its doors, and thousands of them arrived.

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Unsolicited Questions

Something surprised me there: while the university classrooms are literally falling to pieces, these classrooms gleamed with new windows, nice paint and everything you need to make use of the latest audiovisual teaching techniques.

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