By Elizabeth Huergo
On July 26, 2003, the 50th anniversary of the Moncada military Barracks raid that sparked the Cuban revolution, whatever unforeseen occurs. while Fidel Pérez and his brother by chance tumble to their deaths from their Havana balcony, the acquaintances' outcry, "Fidel has fallen!" is misinterpreted through those that pay attention it. That wishful mistake quick ripples outward at the operating cries of the folks, and it gloriously reawakens a suppressed city. Three Habaneros specifically are tormented by the inside track: an aged road visionary named Saturnina, the remorseful Professor Pedro Valle, and his impressionable firebrand of a pupil, Camilo. All 3 are haunted by way of the earlier and now, once more, are made to confront a brand new destiny, might be one other revolution. Their stories--so actual, distressing and insuppressible--are superbly braided into new wish as they converge within the frantic crowd that gathers in l. a. Plaza de los angeles Revolución.
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On July 26, 2003, the 50th anniversary of the Moncada military Barracks raid that sparked the Cuban revolution, anything unforeseen occurs. while Fidel Pérez and his brother by chance tumble to their deaths from their Havana balcony, the pals' outcry, "Fidel has fallen! " is misinterpreted through those that listen it.
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C H A P T E R T H R E E " Wake up, Pedro. You're going to be late again," Sonya insisted. Through half-opened eyes, Pedro Valle could see his wife Sonya standing over him. The light of the morning sun filtering through the shutters behind her made her glow like an angel. "I'm awake. " "I've been up for hours, you old fool. " "Not so bad? The other day he buttonholed me. ' He must have practiced in front of a mirror for hours. 'You mean the weight of the dead on the brains of the living? I didn't know the Communist Party was scheduling meetings in our stairwell,' I told him.
Rafael had never known his brother to insist so adamantly on how much he loved the isla; how much the isla belonged to him only. Rafael was smiling, having just realized what Fidel was actually shouting about, when he heard the sound of the balcony and its rusted iron balustrade giving way. " Fidel screamed, the hum of alcohol in his brain giving way to terror. Rafael dropped the hot coffee and ran to the edge of the broken balcony just in time to see Fidel clinging, his fingers wrapped tightly around the balustrade, his body dangling in midair.
Justicio, still kneeling by the bodies, looked up. For him, seeing the bodies of the Pérez boys tumbling to their deaths was like witnessing the deaths of his own two sons, or the death of those hopes he had once held in his heart for that generation born on the cusp of revolution. His sons and the Pérez boys— they were stunted, their intelligence yoked to the practical matter of living, of scrambling each and every day to find enough to eat, enough gasoline and parts to make whatever contraption they could get their hands on run another few kilometers.