New resolutions

If you can’t lick them, then… go around them


Bicicletas en el parque Ciudad de México, CDMX, México
Bicycles at the park           Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

All that day long, Camila, was very thoughtful, pondering and analyzing different options. Finally, she decided, and quietly waited till it was supper time. That Saturday, like all other Saturdays, the family had an early dinner and would enjoy a quiet evening, together at the table. However, Camila was silent during the meal, and she didn’t participate at all, not even with her gaze. Her mother observed her once and a while, from the corner of her eye, but without remarking.

 Once she had finished eating, and taking advantage of a moment of silence, Camila addressed her Father in a respectful but firm tone.

La instalación Ciudad de México, CDMX, México
The installation          Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

“Sir, I have been thinking about how to collaborate better with my share of tasks here at the farm. If you have no objection, I have decided to forget about my reading, for as you have shown me, this paper world is but a distraction from the real world, the important world of chickens and corn. So, I’ve decided that starting next Monday, I can also forget about school, which is such a waste of time. Reading, writing and thinking are childish activities and they distract me from my most important responsibilities.”

Camila’s parents were shocked. The child, had, in fact, shown that she was firmly determined in her plans. Her mother was about to reply, but before she could talk, Camila continued by adding:

“Of course, if you would be kind enough to teach how to improve and be more productive, for I fear that I am too young and hardly capable of doing better on my own. If you will excuse me, I shall retire to dispose of my books.”

 Ciudad de México, CDMX, México
Fountain on Insurgentes Av.            Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

Without giving them a chance to react, Camila disappeared, retiring to her room, where she sat pensively. Meanwhile, a discussion began at the table:

“But, what kind of ideas have you been putting in that child’s head, Ma’am?”

“Oh! So now it’s my fault, how very considerate of you… blaming me for your mistakes! Who’s the one that’s always complaining that she has her head in the air?

Parque Hundido Ciudad de México CDMX, México
Parque Hundido          Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

 

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A paper world

The first she learned about art, was… the art of defending herself


Polyforum Siqueiros Ciudad de México. CDMX, México
Polyforum Siqueiros           Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

It was a Saturday afternoon, Camila and her mom were sitting behind the house, in the shade of the banana and guadua bamboo trees. It was a nice, cozy spot, full of flowers in colourful pots. The day’s work had been done, and Camila had finished her share of cleaning out all the chicken coops. While Camila cut her mom’s hair, they were enjoying a quiet conversation between themselves.

Polyforum Siqueiros Ciudad de México. CDMX, México
Polyforum Siqueiros           Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

“Sometimes I’m just too good and easy going for you, Camila. Don´t you dare pick up a book while your cutting my hair! They only thing I don’t need, is for you to cut my eyelashes off while you’re at it…!”

“But how can you even say that. You wait and see how nice your hair is going to look. Once I finish, then, I’ll go and pick up a book to read for a while.”

“You see? That’s the problem with you, child. Look, your Dad gives me a hard time with that reading of yours. He thinks that you live with your head stuck in a paper world.”

Polyforum Siqueiros Ciudad de México. CDMX, México
Polyforum Siqueiros          Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

“How’s that? You know that I do my share of the chores. I never leave for school without finishing up. When I ‘m back in the afternoon, I work on whatever needs to be done. You can’t just say that I’m lazy, or that I waste my time. If I work with a book in hand, well… that’s my problem, as long as I do it well.”

“Don’t work it out on me, I’m not the one that’s saying or not. Don’t kill me off, I’m just the messenger…”

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Polyforum Siqueiros          Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

 

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The town’s readers

The kids would arrive to the store, looking for candies and ice cream; while Camila, would go in to look for a new book to read…


Polyforum Siqueiros           Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

Don Anastasio, the owner of the store, liked to share a morning cup of coffee with his friend, Gregorio, the owner of the pharmacy at the corner. They would sit beneath the shade of a big red parasol to chat for a while, before they began their day and opened their respective shops.

“Well Gregorio, that´s the way it goes with the books in my shop. I can count the clients that buy books from me, with one hand, and I’ll still have one of my fingers left over. What do you think about that?”

Polyforum Siqueiros          Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

“For Father John, the priest, I always have some novels in stock. You know, the kind that talk about the lives of the Saints and all. He’ll come around to the store, maybe twice a month, Saturdays after lunch.”

“That’s right! First, he goes by my place to pick up a remedy that I prepare, especially for his digestion. That guy is always sick in the stomach!  Everything he does and doesn’t eat upsets him…”

“Then, there’s Doña Maria. With her, I never have an idea when she’ll pop up, also because she buys a lot of other things for her farm. You know how she’s running around doing errands in town, always on the run! She buys books in English and in Spanish, how’s that for a sharp lady, who learned to read and write when she got married?”

Doña Maria was the owner of the El Refugio Ranch, the biggest cattle ranch in the region. She was always in a hurry, taking care of the business that she ran by herself, since her husband passed away a few years ago.

Polyforum Siqueiros          Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

“After that, come’s the teacher, Rafita. Man, that’s a nice, sweet guy. He comes in to buy books for himself and for that library he keeps for his students, you know, down in the village school.”, he continued remarking. “But, I’ll tell you. My favourite client, is little Camila, Don Fabio’s daughter, you know, the owner of that big chicken farm down the road. You should see her eyes grow large, as she looks at the new books I brought in. That little girl is really such a sweet and happy kid…”

Polyforum Siqueiros          Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

 

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Looking for books

Leaning against her favourite tree, the little girl poured her heart  out… with a pen in her hand

Polyforum Cultural Siqueiros ciudad de México, CDMX, México
Polyforum Cultural Siqueiros          Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

Motivated by the child’s thirst for books, her teacher, Rafita, dedicated himself to gathering more books among his friends and contacts.

Polyforum Cultural Siqueiros ciudad de México, CDMX, México
Polyforum Cultural Siqueiros          Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

Camila took advantage of every time she went to Santa Isabel. There was a store there. They sold paper, envelopes, candy, wrapping paper for gifts, shoes and work clothes, saddles, and yes, by the way… also books!

Polyforum Cultural Siqueiros ciudad de México, CDMX, México
Polyforum Cultural Siqueiros          Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

Of course, there were many people who said those books weren’t worth the bother, but Camila was not a picky child, and she never judged a book by its cover, and until she had read it.

Polyforum Cultural Siqueiros ciudad de México, CDMX, México
Polyforum Cultural Siqueiros          Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

 

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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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A reading machine

At night, she would read with the light of a small candle; sometimes, the candle would burn out or it could happen the other way around


Atardecer ciudad de México, CDMX, México
Sunset          Mexico city, CDMX, Mexico

Camila had her own special way of interpreting the world. As a child, and thanks to the influence of her teacher, Rafita, the little girl acquired and developed an amazing passion for reading.

Calle Tonalá ciudad de México, CDMX, México
Tonalá Street          Mexico city, CDMX, Mexico

Her teacher, had been able to instill that love towards reading in the successive generations of country boys and girls that for two years of their life, assisted in his classes in that rustic country school in the village. Magnifico had also acquired a taste for reading and the different horizons it allowed him to discover.

Calle de Jalapa ciudad de México, CDMX, México
Jalapa Street          Mexico city, CDMX, Mexico

Yet, he never displayed that unprecedented love for the written word that his friend, Camila, had revealed. Rafita’s small library, contained more than enough books for his needs.

Col Roma ciudad de México, CDMX, México
The Roma Quarter         Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

 

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On the way to school

And so the child merrily passed the hours away, as she skipped from word to word and from book to book


La fuente del David ciudad de México, CDMX, México
David’s fountain           Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

Half an hour later, after finally leaving her house, she would meet up with Magnifico, who was always punctually waiting for her in the pine tree clearing.

El Paseo de la Reforma ciudad de México, CDMX, México
Reforma Boulevard           Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

Together, they would walk an additional hour more, occasionally switching pathways and trying out different routes for that morning. Magnifico advanced observing every detail on the way.

Ocaso urbano ciudad de México, CDMX, México
Urban dusk           Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

In that shared silence between them, she walked with her mind far away, lost in her own reflections, without losing her step, nor either her place in the book for that occasion, which was always open in her hand.

Reflejos ciudad de México, CDMX, México
Reflections           Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

 

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In hot lands

The heat has precisely reached an extreme point; to the moment which this anti-climate becomes an absolute, or rather, it turns into a matter that could well be said as: the truly unbearable and totally intolerable.


La fuente ciudad de México, CDMX, México
The fountain           Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

Not even this morning, as I hopped on the plane at Cochabamba City’s airport, did I run into this kind of heat. And in Cochabamba, we really can´t complain about cold weather, no sir! Yet, simply put, over there, you’ll never feel a damn, infernal scorcher like today’s sweltering heat, here in Sucre.

Auditorio Nacional ciudad de México, CDMX, México
National Auditorium           Mexico City, CDMX, Mexico

Well, this is understood only by those of us that live here, in these faraway reaches, found so far to the south of the continent. Normally and on a typical day, this hot weather is commonly found in cities like Cochabamba and Santa Cruz. These cities are from relatively lowlands, especially if you compare them to the elevated highlands so characteristic of this country.

La bandera ciudad de México, CDMX, México
The flag           Mexico City,CDMX, Mexico

Still, I would have never dreamed that this tremendous, suffocating, inhospitable hot weather would be expecting me. here in Sucre. Apparently, nobody warned the former Bolivian Capital, also known as the City of Eternal Spring, in time for it to chip in and cough up a batch of its famous and traditional beautiful weather.

Los colores de nuestra sangre
Cover          The colours of our blood (Spanish)

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With one eye on the job

The child had visited as many worlds as the books she had read, and those were many…


El Paseo de la Reforma Ciudad de México, CDMX, México
 Paseo de la Reforma Blvd.           Mexico City, CDMX, México

Camila’s parents differed enormously from Magnifico’s folks, for they were incredibly strict and very conservative in their way of thinking. At four o’clock in the morning, while it was still pitch dark outside, the child could be found in the hen’s shack with a long to do list of chores to be finished before she could head to school.

La glorieta Colón ciudad de México, CDMX, México
Colón Roundabout          Mexico City, CDMX, México

Nevertheless, Camila was never in a hurry, nor did she worry her little head. She had her tasks perfectly timed and at her own pace, she would finish in time, but in her own quite peculiar way.

Since she began to feed the more than a hundred hungry hens who waited impatiently and at all any time of the day had a voracious appetite, until she finished cleaning out the different coops, Camila had one eye on one thing and the other eye somewhere else.

La glorieta del Ángel ciudad de México, CDMX, México
The Angel’s Roundabout           Mexico City, CDMX, México

Better said, the little girl held an open book with one hand and used the other one for the chores, while she read and did her job at the same time and with no care in the world. Magnifico may have been an artist in the matter of exploring the heights, but Camila definitely held her own as to reading while she worked. And that child would read with an undying passion relishing each phrase.

El sueño ciudad de México, CDMX, México
The dream           Mexico City, CDMX, México

 

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A little girl of many worlds

For her, every book was but a window that opened to a new world , waiting to be explored


El Ángel de la Independencia Ciudad de México, CDMX, México
The Inbdependence Angel           Ciudad de México, CDMX, México

From the heights, he encountered on his path, Magnifico carefully observed every single detail that made up his world and perfectly at ease in its midst.

Paseo de la Reforma Ciudad de México, CDMX, México
Reforma Boulevard         Ciudad de México, CDMX, México

Meanwhile, Camila lived in her own world, and she enjoyed it with an intense passion very much her own, for… she led her life in her own way, and hers, was a very peculiar way to live.

In contrast with Magnifico, who couldn’t, for the life of himself, find a way to get out of bed early, Camila would get up very early in the mornings, since she was a little girl, many years before. At home, she was responsible for taking care of a multitude of tasks before the clock struck six.

Crepúsculo Ciudad de México, CDMX, México
Dusk          Ciudad de México, CDMX, México

That, was precisely the moment in which she would start the long walk to the little country school in the village. And Camila, was always on time and would arrive a little before eight.

La Diana Cazadora Ciudad de México, CDMX, México
 Diana The Huntress          Ciudad de México, CDMX, México

 

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