September 27- Nadie Sin Hogar, during the Climate Change protests
Friday 7:46
After taking a break from the march, I spoke to members of the Nadie Sin Hogar movement. They were in the same place from last week except, they made huge signs and had out a table, chairs, and flyers. I supposed they were trying to take advantage of how many people were marching for the Anti-Climate Change event that day. Several people stopped to speak to them about who they were. The man whom I interviewed was there and his excitement to see me was heartwarming… we greeted each other w two air kisses and I asked him how he was doing and his facial expression said it all. He had had enough of being on the street and today there were several people and so much noise. I told him that I would be coming back sometime this weekend bc I wanted to do more for my research. Once we said goodbye, I wished him a good rest of his day, but walking away from him was very hard.
As I continued walking among the green and white camping tents, I saw that the community lasted @ least half of another mile forward. I continued walking and saw the official sign of “Nadie Sin Hogar” and once again, there were young people and older men standing outside talking to protestors, inviting them to sign up for what seemed to be newsletters of some kind. They also had out a box for people to drop money down, so I put about 2euros. I asked the men if it would be okay to take pictures of the signs around the community because they were all different but the messages were just as significant to their movement.
As I was taking pictures, I met a young man who was incredibly attractive. He was actually beautiful with brown hair, a tan, and light brown eyes. He wore a green poncho and jeans. I said hello to him and asked what the stands were for and he explained that they had a kitchen and an area for people to ask questions. He offered to walk me around to the kitchen. The kitchen was covered by signs so it could be protected from the outside. There was a big entrance w/ several pots and pans stacked on top of each other. I asked him how they were able to get any food and he said some people would donate food or money. He was so kind and offered to show me around the rest of the camping site, for instance where they would wash hang their clothes, but he informed me that there wasn’t a bathroom. Awe both looked @ each other w/ almost tears in our eyes because I didn’t have any words for him. I wanted to lend him a hand and tell him I could help him but i couldn’t. The only thing I could do was accurately tell his story and that’s what i am going to do.
The sun had started to set and my stomach was killing me for some reason. My two friends, Hannah and Cullen cake over and I could tell it was time to go. I asked the young man if we could continue our conversation another day and he said that would be okay. He even offered to write down the opinions of others and give it to me for my research. I looked @ his friends/ community members and there was hope in their eyes.
I told him “muchas gracias y no’s venmo’s proxima semana” and i walked away with a broken heart but a hopeful mind of possible change. I guess that’s all people need sometimes is just hope
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