Radio Cadena Agramonte emisiora de Camagüey
Rather than assaulting history, he conquered it by force of courage, principles and example. Ernesto Guevara, for all of us, our Che, is one of those men who we can love infinitely, not only for the Cuban Revolution that he contributed to being born, creating and consolidating, but also for that aroma of integrity, commitment, discipline with the task, with the entrusted work, with his condition, always, as a combatant.
The days of October 8 and 9, 1967, mark the memory of his last breath in the little school in La Higuera, Bolivia, with his long hair and unruly beard, his feet almost barefoot due to his worn boots, and that strength in his gaze that made more of a soldier to doubt the shot that did not deserve to come from those rifles.
Only a command of hatred and rage collapsed his physique. And right there, Che de America was born again, the symbol for generations of young people around the world. His figure, 57 years later, does not seem detained in the past, but rather elevated in the present, like a beacon of light to combat the same injustices and abuses, the same imperialism to which we should not give “anything like that.”
His bond with Cuban workers since 1959 bore the mark of overcoming the impossible. Rarely has a leader understood a worker better after sweating profusely carrying bags, cutting cane, innovating in a factory or, simply, eating the same lunch in the dining room. That was Che. That's how we all feel.
If that is not love, what else can define so much revolutionary passion. His example always ends up teaching a people how much we all lack to be the new man that he was. (Digital Workers) (Photo: Archive)
