Of Minga, books and other colours

This first Saturday in April we were able to participate in a small minga (working together in community, for community), to continue giving breath and affection to our books. At a time when indifference is setting the tone, we continue to believe in the community and the work from it, which is where the best friendships are born and where our books find their true channel.

We collaborate in different little jobs, which help us to grow, which remind us of who we are and how far we have come, always inch by inch with our books under our arms. 

We have painted our house with the words that encourage us to continue working: to give a voice to our communities and to ensure that our journeys continue to be a seed.

We are happy to share with our volunteers as a family, remembering and encouraging each other. We know all that the path we have chosen entails, there will always be walls and abysses to contend with, but we will do so from the sincere embrace of this great family of the Network of Rural Libraries of Cajamarca.

As Eduardo Galeano would say: Utopia is on the horizon. I walk two steps, it moves two steps away. I walk ten steps and the horizon runs ten steps further. No matter how far I walk I will never reach it. So what is utopia for? That's what it's for: it's for walking.