Saturday, October 23, 2010

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Memoirs of a teacher "subversive": "The Chanchita" Memoirs of a teacher



We'd say "The Chanchita" because it was a train with only three cars that came from Haedo and passing through the station and took us Jose Marmol La Plata.
We had and brought us back at dusk.
cream and orange color, a combination that distinguished the "Chanchita" of the other trains that passed through the station and made it different. Spot
strictly on time, the "Chanchita" never missed the meeting I had with people as he could, housed them in the dirty and peeling where the walls painted and decorated by artists of the people had made special. Special
for us than we expected to travel to the Silver or to the people who walked in that his journey through Rock Railroad tracks.
No light and no glass in the windows that users covered it with papers to disengage from the winter cold in the mornings especially often shared with teachers working in Florencio Varela, in fact, with the teachers because a single rose in Marble teacher who wore her hair tied with a piolín of used and used to wrap packages.
was the blessed art thou among women and was wearing mate and thermos and it worked as leader of that group of workers in white overalls.
Here comes the "Chanchita" (which was a lookout).
And like birds in search of crumbs arremolinábamos us close to the platform to jump on as soon as the "Chanchita" stopped and poked his chubby face with the Guardian that always travel at the same time had arrived to weave these links only could be woven into the "Chanchita." Quite a character
guardian of the "Chanchita" a phenomenal rate and was fastened to the mateadas while itching tickets and put us on top of railroad workers who had disappeared during the military dictatorship in different Rock stations.
In Toulouse in Lomas de Zamora, in Remedios de Escalada, in Lanús. Travel
"The Chanchita" was like an adventure into the unexpected and unusual for us it was normal, and drinking mate, play trick on the hour and a half that lasted the journey from Jose Marmol to La Plata . Love stories
born in the wagon of "Chanchita" were the currency. O
born in the waiting times before arriving at La Plata where, for those things in the "Chanchita" Gonnet had to stay in Villa Elisa waiting or not that thing that we never knew why.
In such matters, the guard who was a great guy who was a turro was that he had swallowed his tongue.
Tito and Little were lovers, waiting for the "Chanchita" when they went to the faculty and Titi had mad love for the professor of anatomy, to "lift", had told the story of divorce and separation and finally turned a sad tale of the Titi recover quickly when he learned that the guy was a cad, an immature Don Juan who practiced the sport of seduction.
The Pancho also had mad love for a co-worker coming up in Villa Elisa and because of this passionate love, there was no way to remove him from the window to the watermarked sticking to the Rosita see him when the train stopped at the station platform.
El Pancho wrote poems to Rosita because Pancho was a romantic, a lover of love. Amores
clandestine also born in the "Chanchita" that lent their wagons to cover the meetings I smelled a trap.
As the love of the Chief's wife Susan with Secretary of Marta, who had an important position in a ministry.
The first up, she went up two seasons later. At
separated La Plata.
The first down and said goodbye with a kiss as if they were old acquaintances.
always traveling in the "Chanchita."
Students, teachers, professors, court employees, social workers, laborers, railroad workers, employees of the Ministries, the Court of Justice
All uploaded in "The Chanchita" heading to La Plata at dawn and dusk, and in the evenings that would bring us back tired exhausted, anxious to get home to come back together again the other day at the station Jose Marmol and start the routine. Remembered
routine of watching if "Chanchita" orange skeleton stretching his time was attending the meeting with the users to carry on that trip to La Plata that is stuck in my memory.
"The Chanchita" because they only had three cars.
And because it was something as an adventure into the unexpected or unusual to you or to not knowing if you arrive at your destination
onward to victory
AMEN

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