Flowers
few weeks ago I got my hands, not by chance but as a direct product of fate, a book that made me reflect on the changes that happen in our lives, often almost without realizing it. I had the honor of presenting this work to a large and distinguished audience. Let me share with you a summary of words that I prepared for this occasion, even if they had not read the book, I'm sure appreciate to get to the final reading.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Myammee Hair Is Pretty
Zarcero, January 2009
Juan Ramon, who, like himself tells us, was born on last day of January in Zarcero in a night full of fireflies phosphorescent lit peaches, both wrinkled old, gives us a new book, with a very suggestive title " peach flowers." Without being literary critic, try to tell you a few thoughts, memories and feelings that led to his reading.
memories, symbolizing the past, and hope that encourages us to the future, these stories were amalgamated into finely extra tacked on causality. Zarcero is a magical city and in every breath you breathe, you feel peace and harmony that can only be felt in places that have been blessed by nature: the green mountains, blue sky and rivers crystal clear, are remembered in this beautiful book that gives us Juan Ramon, but it is intertwined national and global history, we talk about migration and wars, coups and educational reforms of love, betrayal, jealousy and death, geography, cuisine and literature of Jews and missionaries and weaves, magically, with the particular history of our grandparents, who, as mythological heroes, crossed rivers, crossed valleys, climbed mountains, tamed defoliated margaritas and volcanoes.
Yanuaria Cubillo, Francisco Feliciano Otoya and Acuña, mentioned in this book are just some of the early settlers is ta city. They managed to cheat death that comes from oblivion, and seized time and the centuries, no civilization, society, or simply a generation of men can boast and say with pride that came alone. We need to be more respectful and grateful to the generations that preceded us, more generous and vigilant to the generations to come.
His book is dedicated to those who have come for love, this evocative inscription is no coincidence, since the end of reading, we realize that love is the theme of the book. About love will continue writing and defining the era as, for example, Pastor Martin Luther King perceived as the only force capable of transforming an enemy into a friend. Or the perception of eternal love and need to survive, they exuded by each of its pores Florentino Ariza endearing character in the novel " Love in the Time of Cholera " García Márquez when you think " had to teach him to think love as a state of grace that would do nothing at all, but a source and end in itself "in a letter he sent to Fermina Daza, his eternal love. I think very successful and we, too, the vision ng my grandfather: "Only coffee man lives not because there is another healthy aromatic essence: love, the tastiest of all vices "Mentioned therein.
boundaries become smaller. Globalization despersonifica absorbs us and we to be convinced of this, simply observe how our language has changed, now the redskins old are sold antiques and American clothes instead of the junk, replace the supermarket grocery stores, the moles to malls, pharmacies and drugstores to gas stations to pump even live in an age where we invaded euphemisms: wrinkles of oldies, such as peaches, now are the fine lines of people seniors .
The problem is not that we visit the modern malls, but yes it is he who despises small artisans and producers to domestic markets will not attend. The problem is not qu and we like the tango or the zarzuela or attending a concert of rock and roll , but yes it is the disregard, or reject, our beautiful folk music, forget the marimba and stop feel like our Tambito pace. The problem is not that we like hamburgers, pizza or soda , but yes it is he who despises the tortillas, tamales, gallopinto, the minced vegetables, the natural fresh and Aguadulce. The problem is not the incorporation of new features and benefits CIOs our culture, but yes it is the elimination of parameters characteristic of our character and, above all, we leave to transmit to future generations is part of the cultural identity of being in Costa Rica. Thus, in " peach flowers " it recounts many of the traditions that give us the national identity, including language and use our very own words. We must guard against the transculturation inherent in globalization, lest one day, at dawn and mo ment that we looking in the mirror, look, with macabre surprise that we have become mutants, as happened to own Gregor Samsa in Kafka's The Metamorphosis .
When I read and enjoyed " peach flowers, our ancestors thought that, with few material things and sometimes not to eat, but with large families that did not leave empty spaces, were happy were very happy. Meditated, on the contrary, and paradoxically, we are now better prepared academically and more spiritually ignorant. Travel faster and arrive later. We spend more money and give less charity. Lie less and love more. Expect too much from life, sometimes more than we deserve and always, life gives us more than we require. We live in bigger houses for convenience but we separated more by vanity. Visited less than those closer. When we walk, run and when to run, walk. See more TV and have no time to pray, pray or just to say thanks. We went to fast food to save time, but time is never enough. Survived more but we live less. We have fewer children and more divorces. Read less well, the little that we read, we do more damage. The more we know the environment, the less we know; some know what happens in the Middle East or in the stock market on Wall Street, but not what happens in their neighborhood. Anyway, we got used to do the urgent before the important and society is not fully happy. At some point in my reading began to surface memories of my childhood, my grandmother America Vargas, mother of Juan Ramon, who, as is written there, before the proposed marriage of John Murillo and within a month's time I think so, replied: "Better than three months," said the bride, without asking anyone's permission, "I'll have time to meditate and to my mind. But should you know one little thing to understand as God intended: I like to shave his mustache. There
magnifies the importance of reading in recent history, which tells Juan Ramón Murillo, and impels us to rethink the direction of our lives, we remember the struggles our ancestors undertook to achieve their dreams, reminds us to write stories about us and the life cycle is repeated endlessly reminds us of the importance that the family in the construction of what Costa Rica is today, and inevitably, many of you, many of us and our descendants, will migrate out of love.
Many thanks.
Recommended Links:
Where the river is
Girls and boys of 48 write
The art of silence
Misael Solís : a century Zarcero
Recommended Links:
Where the river is
Girls and boys of 48 write
The art of silence
Misael Solís : a century Zarcero
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