Unveiling the truths

Sometimes, it’s best to let sleeping truths lie


Seguiré viviendo Humahuaca, Jujuy, Argentina
I shall live on
Humahuaca, Jujuy, Argentina

“Let us continue and forget about these matters for the moment. We will surely get back to it and recognize your noble sentiments and of course your legal perceptions which, by the way, have my absolute support and credit.”

“But, for now, to center this discussion which I have decided to open tonight. Allow me to invite you to go back, barely two years ago. If you remember, darling Felipe, that was the moment when my parents decided to embark on a tour through Europe. Their absence was considered, at the moment, as indefinite. They had plans to present themselves at different European countries and hadn’t considered the when of their return.”

La Querencia Humahuaca, Jujuy, Argentina
La Querencia
Humahuaca, Jujuy, Argentina

“My mother, probably thinking of the possibility of some misfortune on the road, or perhaps, reflecting on her own mortality and her brief passage through life, decided to finally reveal the story of that infamous Jaimito, and disclose the vague mysteries related to his death. “

Casa Vieja
Humahuaca, Jujuy, Argentina

At least, as far as I was concerned, there were a lot of unresolved doubts related to that particular subject. By some kind of mutual agreement, we had never broached the subject before and touched it only in the passing and in a most superficial way, without ever delving into the details.”

Caminos del pueblo Humahuaca, Jujuy, Argentina
Country roads
Humahuaca, Jujuy, Argentina

 

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The first poems of a little dreamer girl

As old as humanity, were the first dreams they had and their strong desire to share them


Caminos de la Quebrada Peña Blanca, Jujuy, Argentina
The Roads at  La Quebrada
Peña Blanca, Jujuy, Argentina

“Let us abbreviate and get down to the heart of the matter. It was Miss Teresita who awakened the love of reading, in all the girls in my classroom. Of that perhaps, a small group of little girls, there’s not, but one that later in her life… didn’t turn out to be an ardent reader. Still today, we all read anything and everything that we encounter, even the occasional writing on the walls. She would organize these discussion sessions, where we commented on our reading. I´m sure you’ll think I exaggerate, but let me tell you that these gatherings were quite fun and decidedly entertaining.”

Vista a la Quebrada Tres Cruces, Jujuy Argentina
Vista to the Quebrada
Tres Cruces, Jujuy Argentina

“Teresita taught me to love Poetry. She marked such an enormous difference with respect to the series of piano teachers of my life, for she was whom conducted me one step further ahead. It was thanks to her that I began to write. How to explain… the charm in beginning to explore that vast and wonderful world of my inner-self?”

Puente sobre el Río Grande Humahuaca, Jujuy, Argentina
The bridge at Río Grande
Humahuaca, Jujuy, Argentina

“Can you imagine, Felipe? I was barely eight years old and already writing my own verses. Both of us were ecstatic and overwhelmed. Teresita believed that I showed a lot of potential, and she did everything humanly possible to stimulate my creative sensitivity. As for myself, I was overjoyed! It was the equivalent of tasting this incredible sweet dessert, and finding that you wanted to repeat it again and again… always encountering these new hidden flavours full of exquisite possibilities.”

La cañada Uquía, Jujuy, Argentina
The gully         Uquía, Jujuy, Argentina

 

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A mother’s dreams

Some dreams are lost in reality, some realities are lost in dreams


El puerto Callao, Lima, Perú
El puerto Callao, Lima, Perú

Simple and straightforward, professor Rafita was gifted with a profound intelligence and a great degree of human sensitivity. Always kind and running about in a good mood, it was difficult, if not quite impossible, not to like this kind-hearted school teacher. Together with the doctor, they both were the only persons respected by both the liberals and the conservatives, whose constant onslaughts and in-fighting had ravaged the country and done so much harm.

La costa Callao, Lima, Perú
La costa Callao, Lima, Perú

“It pains me to recognize the fact that in only a few months’ time, we shall finish with the second-grade level. After that, I am sorry to say, there is nothing more, I can possibly offer Camila. Bearing this in mind, there is an important fact, you should be aware of, ma’am. Camila has confided in me that she is determined to be a writer.”

El parque Barranco, Lima, Perú
El parque Barranco, Lima, Perú

“Well, now, my dear Professor, when I was a little girl, for I once was one, don’t you dare doubt it… I wanted to be a Nun” she answered laughing in excellent spirits. “And look at me now, sitting in the park and talking to you about my daughter’s future. As children, we tend to dream, and we easily believe the world is just there, waiting for us to make it our own, as easy as that. Getting back to this business of being a writer, how can that be? She is still much too young to know what she wants in life, wouldn’t you agree?”

Bicicleta Barranco, Lima, Perú
Bicicleta Barranco, Lima, Perú

 

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How things can get complicated

Yes, they were family, but still.. she didn’t t really agree with their way of looking at life


Balcón Colonia Roma, CDMX, México

Balcony           Colonia Roma, CDMX, México


So, when her Dad arrived to the next chicken enclosure, Camila was quietly letting the chickens out to the yard. Having opened the shutters, the air felt fresh and clean. In her left hand, she held an open book. It was a thick and heavy volume. With the other hand, she was opening the wire-mesh partitions and shooing the hens out.

Ventanal Colonia Roma, CDMX, México
Picture window            Colonia Roma, CDMX, México

When her father saw the book in hand, he made a disapproving face without realizing it. Camila turned around, just in time to catch the look on his face, which was in fact, a reaction she had already seen many times before.

Confused, and without knowing what to say, he decided to confront the child, once and for all. Looking severely into her eyes and using his sternest tone, he began to say:

“So, what do you think you’re up to, Camila? Did you actually believe, I’ll fall for your silly little tricks? Now, as it turns out, I’m supposed to believe you’ve done all the work in the first two coops, in the short while it took for me to finish my breakfast! It seems that you have a lot to learn and a lot to live…”

Maceteros Roma México
Flower boxes           Colonia Roma CDMX,  México

The little girl knew her father quite well and also, knew his most of his moods. For the same reason, she held herself easy and aloof and heard him till he finished talking. Holding his stare, confident and without challenging him, she waited before calmly answering quietly:

“Yes, sir. You are completely right.” 

Kiosko de la Alameda Centro Histórico, CDMX, México
The Alameda Kiosk           Centro Histórico, CDMX, México

 

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Chasing libraries

Camila, Camila Why do you pass your time away inside those books?

So easy! See, Because I can, but aso, because I love to…


Ventanales ciudad de México, CDMX, México
Picture windows           Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

How different, however, with Camila. That little girl surpassed all the rest of the kids that went through his school.


La repostería ciudad de México,CDMX, México
The bakery           Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

What a surprise for her teacher, when he observed that Camila, in only a few months, had gone through all the books in his small collection, devouring them in her wake.


Fachada ciudad de México, CDMX, México
Facade          Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

That small library that with so much effort and time, he had put together for his young students. The little girl had finished them all and was now re-reading the books she had liked best.


Plaza Garibaldi ciudad de México, CDMX, México
Garibaldi Plaza          Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

 

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Sense of direction

He always knew the where and the when of any place he found himself in


La Plazoleta Loja, Loja, Ecuador
The Plaza         Loja, Loja, Ecuador

That was how, among other things, he learned to measure time.

La Ventana Vilcabamba, Loja, Ecuador
A Window           Vilcabamba, Loja, Ecuador

He could determine it accurately and with unbelievable precision, just by observing the wealth of tiny details surrounding him.

Flor urbana Loja, Loja, Ecuador
Urban flower          Loja, Loja, Ecuador

These talked to him about the time of the day at any given moment. Coupled with that natural sense of orientation he was born with, he could always tell the exact where and when of any place he found himself in, at any given moment, never feeling lost in the world.

Río Malacatos Loja, Loja, Ecuador
Malacatos River          Loja, Loja, Ecuador

 

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Life’s lessons

The best lessons of his life, were outside of the classroom


El Artesano Loja, Loja, Ecuador
El Artesano Store           Loja, Loja, Ecuador

So, as it happened, his father spared no effort in transmitting his vast experience to his young son.

El balcón Loja, Loja, Ecuador
The balcony           Loja, Loja, Ecuador

He didn’t limit his teaching to matters concerning the farm, but went further still, trying to explain the world that surrounded them, communicating a wealth of knowledge he had accumulated throughout so many years.

La boutique Loja, Loja, Ecuador
The boutique           Loja, Loja, Ecuador

Magnifico displayed a frank and open curiosity about every little detail they discussed. The child seemed to assimilate it all instantly and with an extraordinary ease.

La zapatería Loja, Loja, Ecuador
La shoe shop          Loja, Loja, Ecuador

 

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What comes around…goes around

He never did plant what he wouldn’t wouldn’t serve at his own table


Después de las lluvias Cuenca, Azuay, Ecuador
After the rains          Cuenca, Azuay, Ecuador

“I agree, Camila. It’s too bad, but I think you have a point there. I also felt she was on the point of tears and very scared. It’s just very silly. She should know she’ll never lose me.”

“The way I see it, my Dad clearly understands what’s happening, don’t you think?”

Portal del parque Cuenca, Azuay, Ecuador
A portal in the park          Cuenca, Azuay, Ecuador

“Yes, sir, your Dad is a sharp man!”

“Look, do me a favour. If we have kids and all that… and you see me going through that kind of a situation, just punch me a few times ‘till I come out of it!”

Carrito de frutas Cuenca, Azuay, Ecuador
The fruit cart         Cuenca, Azuay, Ecuador

“Oh, no you don’t, Camila. No way. So sorry, my dear, but that’s a favour I can’t and won’t do for you”

“Why’s that, I’m asking you to”

“Yeah, but I know you too well, and you’d probably punch me right back!”

Calle General Torres Cuenca, Azuay, Ecuador
General Torres Street           Cuenca, Azuay, Ecuador

 

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Abandoned nests

Though the nest may be so comfortable, it is hopelessly left behind, in the moment when wings reach out for flight…


Confluencia Tena, Napo, Ecuador
Confluence         Tena, Napo, Ecuador

Camila was the first to break the silence. Her voice reflected a meditative state of mind.

“You know something?”

Atardecer en el río Tena, Napo, Ecuador
Sunset in the river           Tena, Napo, Ecuador

“Excuse me?” was Magnifico’s reply. He was also lost in his own thoughts.


Vista de Tena Tena, Napo, Ecuador
City view          Tena, Napo, Ecuador

“It seems it was easier than I thought. But, I must admit that I feel sorry for your folks. The way I see it, your mom is terribly worried. And I’ll tell you another thing, she’s scared because she feels we won’t be kids for much longer and she won’t be needed soon. She frightened thinking that the day will come when you leave her to go with me. Actually, she believes she’s is going to lose you…”

Volcán Sangay al atardecer Macas, Morona-Santiago, Ecuador
Sangay volcano at dusk         Macas, Morona-Santiago, Ecuador

 

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The trials of growing up

A new life is invariably begins with labor pains


Las calles Tena, Provincia de Napo, Ecuador
The streets in Amazonia         Tena, Napo Province, Ecuador

Outside, holding hands and deeply pensive, Magnifico and Camila walked. Without having heard the conversation between the parents, they too were totally engrossed in their own reflections concerning the morning’s events.

Sombras en el puente Tena, Provincia de Napo, Ecuador
Lights on the bridge           Tena, Napo Province, Ecuador

Juana, the shepherd, if only in performing her job, though not by breeding, was attentively watching the mischievous goats and insuring that they didn’t stray on their own, bringing them back to follow the path with an occasional bark or a nip.

Encuentro de culturas Tena, Provincia de Napo, Ecuador
Cultural clash           Tena, Napo Province, Ecuador

 The sun was warming the morning up , dissipating the cold weather from the night before. The kids were so engrossed in their thoughts that they never noticed how beautiful the morning was.

Mediodía en el río Misahuallí, Provincia de Napo, Ecuador
Noon at the river          Misahuallí, Napo Province, Ecuador

 

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