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Living in the South 4

Is there someone on the other side of the phone cord? If so send some comments or some mensajillo and so I know something about you.

How you doing? I would imagine that you are on holiday, sunbathing on the beach or the mountains. I hope you're descansando.Yo for Villa Rica in the jungle central Peru. This town, which some know, lives these days national holiday hangover. Gone is the people who crowded the streets and breathe the peace of mind forever. It has not rained for days so no dust to give and take in the dozens of small shops in the main street that is almost unique in having the people. Villa Rica is very long and only a small portion is paved. Villa Rica has improved in recent years but much remains to be done.
Today I want to tell something of the old ladies of this place are, without doubt, one of the most neglected groups. We visited

Alexander, a grandfather about 85 years we have found half dying. It was pitiful to see him. In a small hut, unable to move, without being able to understand, malnourished and dirty. She lives with her son who is also seems ill and his daughter who works all day at a street stall. "I can not attend," he says. "I have to work, I have no means." And indeed did not attend. Living in poverty and when you live well, survival is the first. We bring your gaseosita and think that gives it life. Rejoins as you can and take it with pleasure. We agreed to bring back some clothes and asearle.
Not far find Toribia and Meliton. Only speak Quechua, so our communication is based on love and a baby clothes they appreciate a smile. They are very old, live in a wooden house. Outside has a spout for washing and pituca something to put in their mouth.

are brothers Peter and Dominga. I already know from other years. We are greeted warmly. These days she is harvesting coffee. He goes to his small garden to let you work out what the years. "Poverty is hard to end" - he says. To me this statement let me ice cream so overwhelming. So have always lived. They have always been poor and will die poor. She is less than 60 years and looks about eighty. Poverty wears and creating calluses and wrinkles and worse, are not because they are inside. Poverty are excluded this world of technology and opportunities. His day is for survival. We shared a few minutes with them. We take some banks to apartments and there we formed a circle in the courtyard of poverty. Peter and Dominga are poor, skinny but very smiling and made me spend an unforgettable time. How strange! A moment of happiness surrounded by misery. I give a hug to say goodbye and squeeze them hard and noticed all the little bones. We must do something for them. For those we are here. The head will not stop spinning. Find something to change this reality. To make this world a little more disgusting human. Pedro, which I've said it's poor and knows it, many days helping to clean her little Corsino terrenillo. Corsino lost his wife two years ago and not telling us about it. Drown your sorrows in wine and do not blame him. Your house is not a home and family living next door I do not think a family because it has little care. His granddaughters seem to want to approach. Corsi earns his living by baking bread and selling it by the people. "I always remember from Spain, from Spain," says Corsino. And is that these grandparents just need love and attention. Who are with them, that they want. We've tried this afternoon.
The inside story of Villa Rica is often bleak. Our world is mostly well. I do not like what I see. I seem overwhelming. From Ong try to improve this piece of the map. We try.