generations

My grandmother my mom and me. We have lived our different reality. My grandma was born in 1934. She lived in a little house with a dirt floor but she tells me how she used to buy a pizza, a soft drink, an apple and still had change left to take the bus back home. She always tells it when she asks for an apple and we tell her that it costs 60 pesos (6.8% of the average salary). Grandma doesn't even suffer what we are experiencing, she doesn't understand it. She is happy to be alive and close to us. My mom. She was born in 1967, thanks to the triumph of Fidel in 1959 she had the opportunity to attend the university, instead of working in the fields as was traditionally done in the family. Al...View all