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A Day in El Lagartillo |
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| The day begins very early for the farmers in El Lagartillo.
We are woken by a dawn chorus of roosters crowing (rooster
sound) and other birdsong. Women and men get ready for their days’
work tending the crops and the cattle. The children go to their school which is in the centre of the community and in the afternoon they play in the street and in the backyards. Since there are no cars, they own the street for their games. We light up our nights burning resinous heart of pine (ocote) and with gas-lamps. The family gathers around the light to tell stories, exchange jokes. There are few evenings when there are no young people playing the guitar and singing. In the city we do not notice the moon. Here the full moon is so big that no-one wants to go to bed. On dark nights the sky is full of stars. |
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«El Lagartillo
in 1987 |
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