Posters on the Guatemala City walls are reminder of those who "disappeared" during the civil war |
Going back to Guatemala 21 years
after my first visit brought back a lot of memories.
In 1991, me, a college student
specializing in Central American human rights, went off to study Spanish in
language school in Quetzaltenango (Xela), Guatemala's 2nd largest city.
At that time the country was deep in an ongoing civil way that began in 1960
and tore the country apart with opposition guerrilla fighters trying to take
down a brutal military regime. Death squads killed "more than 200,000
people died and nearly 50,000 went missing." (pri.org) After having
visited 6 months before Nicaragua and seeing their post-revolutionary society I
had studied so much, I once again realized how much one can learn first hand in
travel and headed to this other country that I was also learning so much about.
What I remember seeing was a
shocking amount of military and security and guns everywhere. I was there
during a major election and election day the military brought in truck loads of
indigenous people from the countryside to vote and then soldiers stood over the
open voting tables with big guns pointed at the people as they voted to make
sure they knew who to vote for. It was a powerful image for me. It
changed my view about elections and just what fair and free actually means.
My teacher in language school who I
spent 6 hours a day privately speaking conversational Spanish with was also a
guerrilla who fought in the mountains most of the time and came down to the
city to teach Spanish as a way to make a living. Her reflections were so
poignant and vivid and her passion was amazing. It was experiential
learning at its best and they fired me up for a career fighting for change in
US policy and fighting for better human rights policy.
And that worked out for about 6
months until "democracy" took over Central America and much of the
funding dried up and I got lured away to a life in politics and then to explore
the rest of the world. (Guatemala's civil war was officially over in 1996) But
being here brings it all back. The Latin American zest for political protest
and imaging a better more equitable country even if things haven't changed that
much. The powerful history of Liberation Theology in the Catholic Church,
where priests and nuns played an active role in fighting for the rights of the
poor and were killed for it. And the sweet, wonderful smiles and colorful
traditional dress of the people.
Central America forgive me for
straying and falling for other countries. You'll always be my first love.
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