Grandfather Diego and his reading bouts

He walked through life with his head bent , his mind high,and his thoughts, soared the skies…


El libro de los cielos Rivas, Nicaragua
The book of the skies           Sapsurro, El Chocó, Colombia

 

“Diego always displayed, this beautiful, special ability. What would you think, my child, if I were to say that that your Grandfather could read the skies, just like we read a book?

Atardecer en el Pacífico Playa de la Libertad, La Libertad, El Salvador
Sunset on the Pacific coast          La Libertad Beach, La Libertad, El Salvador

 

Diego never liked to read ordinary books, no ma’am. He used to say he had his own book: The book of my fortune, written in the skies. My book, my dearest Diego would say, is alive, and it re-writes itself every day. And it contained all he needed to know to plan his days and run the homestead.

Amanecer caribeño Sapsurro, El Chocó, Colombia
Caribbean Sunrise           Sapsurro, El Chocó, Colombia

 

Books written on paper, Diego believed, are dead, since they can’t change with the times.”


 

Stories                In Spanish                How to buy          Facebook 

Leave a Reply