THE NEW MAN, THE ANAL CLEANING AND THE GRAMMA NEWSPAPER. . Orlando Vicente Álvarez CUBA
THE NEW MAN, THE ANAL CLEANING AND THE GRAMMA NEWSPAPER.
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Orlando Vicente Álvarez
When we arrived at the Seventh Grade of Secondary, the Cuban Revolution had compulsorily instituted "The School to the Field" which was to spend 45 days, suspended the teaching work, in Agriculture.
We were simple teenagers from everywhere. They gave us a change of work clothes that included tennis shoes, trousers and a long-sleeved shirt, all of a rough but resistant fabric.
We girls and boys were most excited. It was the first time that we separated for so long and we freed ourselves from the tutelage of our parents. The enthusiasm was contagious.
We did not know that we were part of a plan created by Che Guevara to form what he called "the new man": obedient traitor to every order, revolutionary in every way and ideologically formed in Marxism-Leninism. In addition to separating ourselves from the generation and values of our parents, who in their immense majority were traditional bourgeois even if they were peasants of African descent and poor Galicians.
I remember it was in December. The main time for Catholics and that was already diluting the customs of Christmas and Christmas Eve and the cerebration of a new year.
All good until then. After the first days of work on a state farm far away from the city so that most of our parents did not come to see us, the hunger began and as we had to pick tomatoes we took a bag of salt to the field and we were fed up with them until we were satiated and lunch time arrives.
But the big problem was the toilets that they had prepared. They were holes in the concrete with two bricks on each side to put the feet and defecate in crouches. We called them "take aim" because you had to hit the small hole accurately.
The toilet paper that we brought from home was soon over and we had to use the GRAMMA newspaper that was not lacking. But you had to moisten it a bit earlier because it scraped the rear and then we left with the ass inked black. The holes had no wall in front so everyone who passed saw us in that very private act. The same would be with girls.
In the afternoon bath time was an agony because we had to stand in line to load a bucket with cold water - and it was cold in December - and bathe in a row inside four walls. We had to scrub our asses well with washing soap to remove the inking. For boys there were no problems in walking naked. But for the girls I do not know how they managed.
One morning a large photo of Fidel Castro appeared stuck to the entrance of one of the bathrooms. A whole peace of shit was plastered on his face and no one wanted to get dirty by removing it. There was a tremendous mess, speeches, threats but everyone was in silent. They could not with hundreds of serious teenagers and with their mouths tightly closed.
That night they gave us fried fish
DR ORLANDO VICENTE ALVAREZ.
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Orlando Vicente Álvarez
When we arrived at the Seventh Grade of Secondary, the Cuban Revolution had compulsorily instituted "The School to the Field" which was to spend 45 days, suspended the teaching work, in Agriculture.
We were simple teenagers from everywhere. They gave us a change of work clothes that included tennis shoes, trousers and a long-sleeved shirt, all of a rough but resistant fabric.
We girls and boys were most excited. It was the first time that we separated for so long and we freed ourselves from the tutelage of our parents. The enthusiasm was contagious.
We did not know that we were part of a plan created by Che Guevara to form what he called "the new man": obedient traitor to every order, revolutionary in every way and ideologically formed in Marxism-Leninism. In addition to separating ourselves from the generation and values of our parents, who in their immense majority were traditional bourgeois even if they were peasants of African descent and poor Galicians.
I remember it was in December. The main time for Catholics and that was already diluting the customs of Christmas and Christmas Eve and the cerebration of a new year.
All good until then. After the first days of work on a state farm far away from the city so that most of our parents did not come to see us, the hunger began and as we had to pick tomatoes we took a bag of salt to the field and we were fed up with them until we were satiated and lunch time arrives.
But the big problem was the toilets that they had prepared. They were holes in the concrete with two bricks on each side to put the feet and defecate in crouches. We called them "take aim" because you had to hit the small hole accurately.
The toilet paper that we brought from home was soon over and we had to use the GRAMMA newspaper that was not lacking. But you had to moisten it a bit earlier because it scraped the rear and then we left with the ass inked black. The holes had no wall in front so everyone who passed saw us in that very private act. The same would be with girls.
In the afternoon bath time was an agony because we had to stand in line to load a bucket with cold water - and it was cold in December - and bathe in a row inside four walls. We had to scrub our asses well with washing soap to remove the inking. For boys there were no problems in walking naked. But for the girls I do not know how they managed.
One morning a large photo of Fidel Castro appeared stuck to the entrance of one of the bathrooms. A whole peace of shit was plastered on his face and no one wanted to get dirty by removing it. There was a tremendous mess, speeches, threats but everyone was in silent. They could not with hundreds of serious teenagers and with their mouths tightly closed.
That night they gave us fried fish
DR ORLANDO VICENTE ALVAREZ.
UNA VACA EN UNA PLAYA CUBANA. Era el mes de Agosto y el calor era agobiante,
UNA VACA EN UNA PLAYA CUBANA.
Era el mes de Agosto y el calor era agobiante, parecia que media ciudad de Guantánamo estaba en la playa Yateritas colindante con la base naval americana.
De repente aparece una vaca nadando muy cerca de la orilla, quizás escapada de su dueño o de una granja estatal. El pueblo masivamente la espantaba con gritos cada vez que se acercaba a la orilla a ver si se ahogaba por agotamiento cansada de nadar.
Era cuando el hambre asolaba al pueblo y no comía carne por varios meses. Además a quien agarraba matando a un bovino le metían treinta años de cárcel peor que una pena de muerte.
Así mismo, se lanzaron al agua varios jóvenes con cuchillos en las manos apurados por ser los primeros en llegar a la vaca y sacrificarla en plena agua. Pero el animal aun tenía fuerzas y nado hasta la orilla de zona prohibida al pueblo por la cercanía de la base americana.
La gente quedó frustrada y relamida por degustar carne de res.
Y la vaca continuó su camino por la maleza. Quizás pidió asilo en la Base Naval pensando que el pueblo cubano éramos unos desalmado asesinos.
DR ORLANDO VICENTE ALVAREZ
DR ORLANDO VICENTE ALVAREZ
BENDICION A LOS ATEOS EN CUYO CORAZONES TAMBIÉN FLORECE UN ARBOL DE NAVIDAD CUANDO LA MUERTE FÍSICA SE ACERCA. FELIZ NAVIDAD A TODO EL MUNDO. PARA NOSOTROS, CRISTO HA NACIDO. Orlando Vicente Álvarez
BENDICION A LOS ATEOS EN CUYO CORAZONES TAMBIÉN FLORECE UN ARBOL DE NAVIDAD CUANDO LA MUERTE FÍSICA SE ACERCA.
FELIZ NAVIDAD A TODO EL MUNDO. PARA NOSOTROS, CRISTO HA NACIDO.
Orlando Vicente Álvarez
Orlando Vicente Álvarez
GLORIA A DIOS
GLORIA A DIOS
FELIZ NAVIDAD A TODOS LOS QUE EL SEÑOR AMA. YO, POR SER CATÓLICO Y HABER NACIDO EN OCCIDENTE CON EL PAPA BERGOLIO COMO GUIA ESPIRITUAL CREO QUE EL SALVADOR NACIÓ EN ALGÚN DIA, NO IMPORTA LA FECHA EXACTA .
A LAS OTRAS DENOMINACIONES CRISTIANAS QUE TAMBIÉN CELEBRAN LA NAVIDAD, BENDITOS SEAN.
A LOS MUSULMANES QUE TAMBIÉN ADORAN A UN DIOS Y QUE LO CELEBRAN EN OTRA FECHA.
A LOS HIDUES CON TODOS SUS DIVINADES Y CUYA RELIGIÓN ES MAS ANTIGUA QUE LA NUESTRA, FELICITACIONES.
A LOS JUDIOS, NUESTROS PRIMOS HERMANOS EN LA FE, DE CUYAS ESCRITURAS NACIÓ NUESTRO NUEVO TESTAMENTO.
A LOS BUDISTAS CUYO MAESTRO BUDA VENERAN COMO SU SALVADOR.
A LOS TAOISTAS DE CHINA QUE ASUMEN LA TRANSENDENCIA COMO ASCENCION A OTRA FORMA DE EXISTENCIA.
A LAS DENOMINACIONES DE NEGROS AFRICANOS QUE SIN UNA IGLESIA COMO LOS OCCIDENTALES SIENTEN QUE HAY UN DIOS Y QUE TODOS QUIEREN TRANSENCENDER AL MORIR.
BENDICIONES A LOS JAPONESES QUE EN SU SINTOISMO, TAN ANTIGUO COMO LA HUMANIDAD, SIENTEN QUE UN SER ESPIRITUAL LOS GUIA.
Y POR ULTIMO: BENDICION A LOS ATEOS EN CUYO CORAZONES TAMBIÉN FLORECE UN ARBOL DE NAVIDAD CUANDO LA MUERTE FÍSICA SE ACERCA.
FELIZ NAVIDAD A TODO EL MUNDO. PARA NOSOTROS, CRISTO HA NACIDO.
Orlando Vicente Álvarez
lea https://www.amazon.com/Memorias-niño-guantanamero-Guantanamero-Spanish/dp/1520725884
Orlando Vicente Álvarez
lea https://www.amazon.com/Memorias-niño-guantanamero-Guantanamero-Spanish/dp/1520725884
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