A few months ago, our brother Jesús Oswaldo Quispe called us to ask if we could put a rural library in a distant community located in the central jungle of Huánuco ...
We couldn’t get over our surprise: it would be a bit difficult to attend to it, we told ourselves, being so far away and with the more than five hundred libraries that we must attend to here in Cajamarca ...
How was it that someone of such remoteness had come to know of our humble proposal and way? While he was being treated with chemotherapy in Lima, Jesús Oswaldo had been telling of our Rural Libraries to the other patients, encouraging them, cheering them on.
And this fellow does not stop: just returning from his therapy he was already crossing the Silaco River, tributary of the great Marañón River, loaded with books and those hopes that are certainties.
Seventeen more libraries have formed and continue to grow, spurring and animating, collecting the stories of the old men and teaching children to read.
Commitment and volunteering are more than mere words: it is not difficult to endure the madness of witnessing the generous life that we have inherited from our grandparents.
That is our pride: learn to keep going.
Congratulations! And thanks, Jesús Oswaldo.
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