Get Even More Visitors To Your Blog, Upgrade To A Business Listing >>

Mi luna y mi sol – mi raison d’etre: Cuban kids

If Cubans were to read Tolstoy’s or Nancy Mitford’s comments about children they would be mortified. Tolstoy thought offspring ‘’…a torment, and not much else.’’ and Mitford retorted that she loved children ‘’…especially when they cry, for then someone else takes them away.’’ Neither – obviously – were Cuban.

Children here are a central, sacred part of the family

One thing that this country puts above almost all else is their little ones. Their place in the family is central, sacred and you’d better think twice, nay thrice, before saying a bad word about anyone’s progeny – even if the person you’re moaning to doesn’t know them from Adam.

A friend who lives in my barrio has two: a son (mi luna – my moon) and her daughter (mi sol – my sun). The daughter (now 15) still sleeps with her single Mum, despite having her own room: she’s worried her mother might feel lonely. A grandmother I knew would pick up her little pelotas (little balls) each day from school and spoon-feed them whilst they watched lunchtime cartoons. The kids were 8 and 11 years old when I last saw them and their grandparents were still at it!

This week – Easter – the parks are full of little suns and moons as they laugh, shout and jig around – delighting in clowns, bouncy castles, electric cars and side shows. Divine, uninhibited and irrepressible – like kids anywhere in the world.

Sue Herrod

Contact us to discuss travel options +44 (0)7793 451 652

The post Mi luna y mi sol – mi raison d’etre: Cuban kids appeared first on Esencia Experiences.

This post first appeared on Inside Cuba | True Stories From The Heart Of Cuba, please read the originial post: here

Share the post

Mi luna y mi sol – mi raison d’etre: Cuban kids


Subscribe to Inside Cuba | True Stories From The Heart Of Cuba

Get updates delivered right to your inbox!

Thank you for your subscription