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  • September 28, 2019

    Photo Memoir: Meet Cuban Farmer Antonio

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    On a spring morning, in April, I walked through the Cuban countryside. The end of the pavement met a red dirt road and a man passed by on a bicycle with ropes of garlic hanging from both handlebars. “Garlic! Garlic! Garlic!” he shouted as he rode past, alerting the neighbors that he had garlic for sale.

    The further we walked, the fewer cars we saw as the main mode of transportation turned to horseback. We passed by a little hut with a pig tied to the outside, while chickens ran freely across the road.

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    My cousin, Suzie, and I were on a tour of Cuba. And today, we were walking just outside the little town of Vinales. We were on our way to visit a local coffee farmer, Antonio.

    Antonio

    Without a shared language we became friends with the 80-year-old Cuban farmer. As he did not speak English and we had little understanding of Spanish, we shared hand gestures, facial features, and laughter to communicate. He made jokes in Spanish and even posed as we took selfies.

    We asked him if he likes Americans and he gave two thumbs up. Then, he lead us around his home to his back porch and proceeded to bring every chair in his house outside.

    As we sat in the shade, he brought us cups of espresso made from his personal stash of coffee beans. When we discovered how delicious the Cuban coffee was, we asked if we could buy the coffee beans. He went inside and returned with an armful of water bottles filled with coffee beans he had harvested from his farm.

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    He invited us into his home for a tour. It was a small house with a dirt floor. The doors were open and the morning light poured through the windows. As we walked in, he introduced us to his daughter and granddaughter. Later, he showed us his straw hat that had a pin of two flags one Cuban, the other U.S.

    Antonio’s smile was wide and his eyes were bright. His laugh was contagious. As I exchanged a hug with him on my way out the door, I knew he was someone I would always remember. He embodied working Cuban farmers in the flesh and he was a kind soul.
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    2 Comments

    1. Nicole says

      August 30, 2018 at 2:41 pm

      What an experience! And you so vibrantly captured it and his spirit with your colorful photos and words! Thank you for taking us there <3

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      • sdaggett says

        September 8, 2018 at 10:33 am

        Thank you so much, Nicole, for reading and commenting and most of all for your support. <3 You are the sweetest.

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