I was born to be free, not killed (English/Spanish)

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A loving greeting to all my Hive friends, we are in the month of November and before it ends I want to remind you that on November 25 every year the world commemorates the International Day for the Eradication of Violence against Women. For years my partner and I have commemorated this day by organizing women's groups to share, sing, laugh and exchange our stories. A couple of years ago around this time my sister-in-law told me about a woman she met while living in Cuba. This week for Creative Nonfiction in The Ink Well: Prompt #7 I wrote the story of Ada, a Cuban woman that without knowing her personally marked my life, I dedicate this post to her and to all women who have survived violence.

In a little corner of Cuba called Estrella, located in the province of Camagüey, lives Mrs. Adita, surrounded by flowers, ornamental plants and long vines that hang from the ceiling and mimic the crazy curls of her black hair. She says that at the age of 19 she married a man who claimed to love her, but six months later she returned to her mother's house to escape the abuse, screams and blows she received from him every day. She thought she would be safe there, but one day the abuser burst into her room, she asked him to leave, but before she could say anything else he jumped on her with a machete.

Adita lived, but she could have died that same day. With a huge wound in her calf, another in her thigh, one in her forearm and one more in her head, Adita lived. It took her a long time to recover, but within a week of leaving the hospital, with her head shaved and her wounds in the wind, she ran to the discotheque and danced the night away with herself, for she has always loved to party.

Adita lived, she is an old woman now, and despite doctors and family insistence, she did not want plastic surgery on her scars. The biggest one, the one that runs across her forehead in the shape of a bowl, reminds her every time Adita looks in the mirror that she was born to be free, not murdered.

Her assailant is a potential murderer, he paid a sad sentence in jail and now he is free withering the life of another woman. But Adita has no time to hate him, she is too busy loving her life, her flowers and her family. She married a good man and they have two children together. Adita learned self-defense and taught her daughter from a very young age, so no one can hurt her.

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Resources: Tablet ZTE E10Q
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He nacido para ser libre, no para que me maten (inglés/español)

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Un saludo amoroso para todos mis amigos de Hive, estamos en el mes de noviembre y antes de que termine quiero recordar que el 25 de noviembre de cada año el mundo conmemora el Día Internacional de la Erradicación de la Violencia en contra de las mujeres. Durante años mi pareja y yo hemos conmemorado este día organizando grupos de mujeres para compartir, cantar, reír e intercambiar nuestras historias. Hace un par de años por estas fechas mi cuñada me contó sobre una mujer que conoció cuando vivía en Cuba. Esta semana para el espacio de Creative Nonfiction in The Ink Well: Prompt #7 escribí la historia de Ada, una mujer cubana que sin conocerla personalmente marco mi vida, dedico este post a ella y a todas las mujeres que han sobrevivido a la violencia.

En un rinconcito de Cuba llamado Estrella, ubicado en la provincia de Camagüey, vive la señora Adita, rodeada de flores, plantas ornamentales y largas enredaderas que cuelgan desde el techo y se mimetizan con los alocados rizos de su negra melena. Cuenta ella que a los 19 años se casó con un hombre que decía quererla, pero seis meses después regresó a la casa de su madre huyendo de los malos tratos, los gritos y los golpes que recibía de él cada día. Pensó que allí estaría a salvo, pero un día el agresor irrumpió en su habitación, ella le pidió que se fuera, pero antes de poder decir otra cosa el salto sobre ella con un machete.

Adita vivió, pero pudo haber muerto ese mismo día. Con una enorme herida en la pantorrilla, otra en el muslo, una en el antebrazo y otra más en la cabeza, Adita vivió. Tardó mucho en recuperarse, pero a una semana de haber salido del hospital, con la cabeza rapada y las heridas al viento, corrió a la discoteca y bailo toda la noche con ella misma, pues siempre ha adorado las fiestas.

Adita vivió, ya es una mujer mayor, y a pesar de que los médicos y la familia le han insistido, ella no ha querido una cirugía plástica en sus cicatrices. La más grande, la que atraviesa su frente en forma de cuenco, cada vez que Adita se mira al espejo le recuerda, que ella nació para ser libre, no asesinada.

Su agresor es un asesino en potencia, pago una triste condena en la cárcel y ahora está libre marchitando la vida de otra mujer. Pero Adita no tiene tiempo para odiarlo, está muy ocupada amando su vida, sus flores y a su familia. Se casó con un buen hombre y tienen dos hijos juntos. Adita aprendió defensa personal y le enseño a su hija desde muy pequeña, así nadie podrá hacerle daño.

Contenido original del autor.
Recursos: Tableta ZTE E10Q
Fotos de Pixabay source/fuente
Traducido con Deepl.com
Todos los derechos reservados || @jetta.amaya// 2022



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In a little corner of Cuba called Estrella, located in the province of Camagüey, lives Mrs. Adita, surrounded by flowers, ornamental plants and long vines that hang from the ceiling and mimic the crazy curls of her black hair.

This is beautifully told, @jetta.amaya. Estrella is a remarkable woman. Even more so, because she chose to wear her scars as a badge of honor and remembrance of her survival, not try to cover them up or use surgery to correct them.

Just a reminder: we ask all of our community members to read and comment on at least two other stories in The Ink Well for each one published. 🙂

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I'm glad this story is part of this great community, and this very special non-fiction storytelling initiative.

It's always a pleasure to read the other authors in the community, yesterday I had serious problems with my connection, so I could only read and support one. Today I will enjoy more stories!!!!

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It's so great that you are involved in these causes and bringing these women's stories to light. Why do people vow to love, honor, and cherish someone and then cause them harm? It is a rhetorical question, of course. The "Me Too" movement demonstrated just how prevalent abuse against women is. Every woman has a story of one kind or another.

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Why do people vow to love, honor, and cherish someone and then cause them harm?

I keep asking this rhetorical question too.
I guess love is never enough to keep the fire burning. @jayna

I am glad she survived and finally found someone who really loves her. @jetta.amaya

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So it is dear friend, the reality that many women face around the world is unfair and painful!!!! We still have a lot to do!!!! Thank you for reading and commenting!

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This is a beautifully told story of Estrella. I love how confidently the main character used her pains of the past to gain my audience.
Well done.

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Guao... Ella es toda una heroína en su propio cielo volando. Un ejemplo de valor, pero con todas las letras en mayúsculas. Un gusto leerte; me agradó tu manera de contarnos un pedacito del universo de Adita.

Saludos de corazón 💙🙏🏽 @jetta.amaya

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Si, Adita es todo un ejemplo de valentía, una sobreviviente, que renació y volcó todas sus energías a seguir viviendo y ser ejemplo de dignidad no solo para su familia sino para los que la rodean. Me alegra mucho que te gustará mi historia. Saludos para ti también y un fuerte abrazo.

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That was so terrific of the husband to have treated her that way. I wonder if there was actually love at first instance. Thanks goodness that Adita didn't died.

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I'm sure there was no love, because true love doesn't hurt or hurt!!!! Thank you for your words dear!!!

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Good for Adita, though I hope the other woman finds strength like hers to oppose the abuser.

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Thank you for that beautiful wish in your comment!!!!! I hope so too!!! Thank you!!!

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