Today is Mother's Day: Grandma I love you, you guide me from heaven



My grandmother's name is Andreina. She was born in a very small town far away from any city in the border of Cochabamba and Potosi. She and her family were indians of Cochabamba, who spoke Quechua. She married my grandfather, who came from another very small village in the border of Oruro and La Paz, who spoke Aymara. Andreina had seven children. She taught all of them well, and decided to move to the city of La Paz because she wanted all her children to study to have a better future.



This amazing woman, who spoke Quechua, Aymara and Spanish very well, could only attend the third grade in school But she knew that studying was the right thing to do. All of her children speak all three languages. All of them attended high school. Only one of them studied at the university at the right age. The rest studied technical courses and opened their own businesses. My mother was a widow very young and went to the US in order to send money to raise me. Beacuse poverty was harsh on all of us, you know.



From her I inherited the desire of making people's lives better. She was the one to open the first road to her village, to make water ponds for the animals to have water in dry seasons, and to plant trees all over the place so that people would have wood to build their homes.



But the best thing she did was to put the desire of studying inside of me. I studied no matter what. I had two kids that I was raising on my own, I had to pay all the bills, I had to work all day, I had to study at night. Many times I would not sleep for days. But I finished in exactly four years, being the second of my class in grades, in 1994.



And she did the same with my mother and my aunts and uncles. Last year, one of my aunts graduated from Law School .. she attended school at the same time her daughters did. And my beautiful and strong mother, has studied Journalism and graduated in 2002... and this year she's really busy, because she is finishing Law School!



THANKS GRANDMA, you are beautiful, you are loved, you guide us all from heaven.

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