I always heard my grandmother say, in moments when her will of iron faltered and she was seized with pessimism, that la esperanza era verde y se la había comido un chivo,” which literally translated means “hope was green and was eaten by a goat.”
Author Archives: Yirmara Torres
A Born Aptitude for Teaching
Professions are like clothes, we don’t look good in all of them. It is difficult to choose the ones we were born for. Those who guess which they are, or find them, are privileged, because they enjoy their work.
Feminist but male chauvinist – machista-beyond remedy
Through my life, I have been called feminist by some people, sometimes decidedly, but with the passing of years, I have asked myself whether I am becoming a male chauvinist beyond remedy…