A few months ago I saw a documentary titled +600º, which deals with coffee and the screw on coffee makers that can explode. The documentary addresses the disappearance of the metallurgic foundries in San Jose de Las Lajas, a municipality south of the capital.
Sebastian is a 14-year-old junior high school student who has had long hair since he was five. Since his first contact with schools, except in his first of several elementary schools, he has had the same problem because of that decision.
“Simply, do it simply, do it with your own hands and la la la…” sing the voices in the introduction of a program on Cuba’s “Multivision” television network.
The Russians who lived in the Alamar community are remembered for their sales of products that only turned up in their markets. I think back to how when the foreign technicians would go to work, the housewives opened for business.
Others here in Havana Times have already talked about their good and bad experiences with the Russians; I think that all cultures — including ours — have their pros and cons.
So, caught between his mother’s protests and his body’s need to maintain its edge, he decided that his only way out was to create his own gym in his 9 x 12 foot bedroom.
The existence of garbage-strewn streets — which the great majority of people contribute to while carrying out their daily activities — is the product of an indolent and irresponsible attitude toward our environment.
I could see the stress in the plaintive face of one girl whose mother wouldn’t stop talking. A military woman, the mother wanted to impress upon us with her daughter’s story and get us to sympathize with her plight.
Like with everything we don’t see, we assume nonexistence. In in my neighborhood of Alamar, the issue of environmental pollution is not something that people discuss.
We’re now seeing them turn old, that generation of people who were born or were children when the Cuban Revolution triumphed in 1959.