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“The day they killed my father, twelve other people also died”Andrés Raimundo López still has vivid images of how his family
and their neighbours first fled their home. “I remember the night
when the gunfire began at around 10 o’clock. Things had been fairly
normal still. I was at home, and began thinking, blood must be running
in Nebaj cos it sounded really loud
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“Things have been very tough for us, we still cannot trust the authorities.”I spent ten years without seeing or hearing any news about my three
children. When the repression began my relatives fled to the southern
coast along with my baby son, who was 2 months and a few days old,
and my two other elder children. I wasn’t there at the time when
they left, fleeing the army. So I was left behind, alone
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“It’s been through working together and struggling that we’ve got to where we are now...that’s what I tell the other women.”Mercedes brought up her youngsters alone after her husband died
during the harsh years living in the mountains. During the first
difficult months in their new homes, people found it hard getting
used to the changes in climate, scenery and way of living. Some
families gave up and chose to return north. But Mercedes urged her
companions not to loose heart. “Don’t give up, we told them, things
will get easier," |
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