Through their eyes

I saw the sadness of a hummingbird, it is difficult to imagine it, I know, and I have a feeling that this emotion will disappear soon, because a hummingbird always follows its flight, its mission in time, while it inhabits this earth.  

A year and a bit more will have passed since I was accepted as a volunteer in The Rural Libraries Network of Cajamarca, and I have seen in this time a lot of hard work and effort.

In mid-August I supported the sectoral meeting of librarians in Sócota - Cutervo, I felt very gratified to meet again with good friends, but I was also happy with the meeting - with the common feeling as librarians and volunteers, also to feel that the fabric of the Network is composed of a big family and, well, as often happens in families there are older brothers and black sheep and other smaller ones. There are also hard times, frustration and sadness. However, like the hummingbird, we always fly on.

I saw, from everyone's heart, the sense of belonging, of continuing to be and continuing to walk. Although at times it seems that we walk in solitude, that great family accompanies us and supports us.

Jorge Camacho