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A Curious Event / Rebeca Monzo

A Curious Event / Rebeca Monzo

Rebeca Monzo, Translator: Unstated

It's been several days since I published on my due to, among other

things, a big accumulation of work and personal matters that have

affected me. The last thing I published was related to the first of May

and the impact it had on me.

In these days I have had to dedicate myselfthoroughly to my principal

activity, handicraft, due to the heap of orders.Dividing this time with

my usual routine and having to neglect my blog a little. Also as an

extra, my collaboration was requested for a friend's wedding, which I

did with the greatest pleasure. All that leaving me little space for

other activities.

Sunday arrived and far from being able to rest, I had to dedicate myself

to household chores which were piling up, along with exhaustion, by the

end of the week.

In the worst of the moments there appeared on the lower floor of my

building a casual lookingyoungster who screamed my name even with

spelling errors. I went down to see what he wanted and who sent him. He

told me to look for my identification card because he had to deliver

something to me. I climbed up to search for my identification but I

forgot my glasses.

Look, they're going to send you a package from Miami and I must take

your information to make a delivery, he told me. He took notes on a

long, narrow piece of paper like the Committees for the Defense of the

Revolution () use to cite you to the , or the famous ballots.

He speaks firmly here, and as tired as I was and wishing to finish at

once, I signed thatstrip of paper without reading it. Take this CUC

(1.00) to exchange for current pesos and you can pay the amount of the

package when they bring it to you, which shouldn't exceed 25 pesos.

When I climbed the stairs back to my apartment with that bill in my

hands, I reacted, but the boy had already left. At first it made me

laugh, but I immediately panicked. Suddenly I realized the error I had

committed. I even came to think he was a State Security Agent disguised

as bum, like they usually do. I ran tosend a message to the friend who I

presumed had sent the aforementioned package of which I still had no

news. What if I have signed on that little strip of paper that I have

received it?

Maybe I even signed a promise to do CDR guard duty for a whole year?

Finally, in spite of knowing that I shouldn't sign anything before

reading it, I clumsily did so. Even more in our case, of the alternative

blogosphere, in our own country we are constantly being attacked and

defamed. What is done is done, it is only left for me to ask God to

protect me and pray that all this has not been more than a curious

series of coincidences.

May 9 2012

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