“I thought I’d cross the curtain so I could hug him”

Doctor Myrta RodriguezMother of journalist and author Carlos Manuel AlvarezThat is this Sunday Jumped to the ground During the World Baseball Classic in which the Cuban team faced off against the Americans, he could see it from Cuba with indescribable emotion.

“I thought for a moment that I would cross the curtain, hug him and shower him with kisses,” said the scholar’s mother. “Regulated” by the Cuban regime After his engagement during the quarter The San Ysidro Movement In Habana.

In front of the television screen, Alvarez’s mother identified her son A young man who threw himself on the grass of Lone Depot Park with a Cuban flagRunning as if carried away by a thousand ghosts.

This Monday, the doctor shared his emotions through his social networks. “Two years and a few months ago I couldn’t see my son, they banned him from entering the country.”began by clarifying Rodríguez, who, She, along with her husband and writer’s father, maintained a dignified and courageous approach to state security. In the days after the quarter, he gave all support to his son in the face of the tactics of the oppressors.

“Yesterday when I saw him cross the stadium fence with the Cuban flag, curly hair, running as fast as he could, used to seeing him, I thought for a moment that I might go. “Off screen, I can hug him and shower him with kisses,” she admitted.

As the boy ran across the grass, the mother said she smelled “his scent,” a universal image of that special bond between parents and children.

“I could smell him, I could hear his reasonable demands. They were all motionless on the ground. I don’t know if they were motionless with surprise or shame for not demanding the right to free thought with him and others. To return, to live; yes, to live as we want and deserve,” said Rodriguez. .

After a state security inquiry in mid-December 2020, the magazine’s founding journalist sneeze, He told how oppressors talked about their parents Part of his strategy to “soften” the rebellious youth is to contrast his parents’ approach to being “recognized and respected in the town as doctors” and not “mercenaries” like the writer.

This Monday, Alvarez’s mother wanted to clarify with her words where her priorities lie as a person and as a Cuban.

“Every day I wake up and wait to hear her cry at the door, a cry that this wrong regime has stolen from me and other mothers. I’m waiting for you Carlos Manuel, your mother is waiting for you. Long live freedom for Cuba Liber and political prisoners“, he concluded.