Like the monkeys, when they jump from a branch to another one and in the air they want to bind inwards with his claws and, all the silence of its brutalities. Today memory Pedro grandfathers Rocks, when those green olive trees used to say with all certainty are treacherous, are like the monkeys, when they jump from a branch to another one and in the air they want, to bind inside with its claws and towards all the silence of its brutalities. At the moment about which Honduras this under the military opresora boot, by the Coup d’etat, perpetrated from the 28 of June of 2009, I do not stop thinking about a document that hoarded my grandfathers and who read to me, being as soon as a girl, in those afternoons of coffee and doughnuts. It spoke of a Admirante Osses. Argentinean, a man who belonged to the Marine Navy, been born at the end of the 33 and that declared, to have belonged to a frustrated generation, that was sleepy, ideals and that arriving at the decline of the life felt like failure.
My grandfathers, confronted his writing traditions and military values and did not include/understand since it could have as much abyss between the writing and the acted thing. In this document Mr. Osses, spoke of: humility, loyalty ligature to the freedom. Of humility it said humility in the sense to include/understand and to know how to listen. and my grandfathers said: They know to include and to listen to they? fodder that is not of I stop encaracolado. Express wrinkles the forehead and they become infuriated. These each has its theory and it does not listen the others. Of loyalty ligature to the freedom said: loyalty requires total an intellectual freedom. and my grandfathers said: intellectual they? they do not like to read, it has very low lexicon, and are lerdos to process a coherent and intelligent speech.