Ayer, domingo 17 de mayo, a los 88 años de edad falleció en Montevideo el escritor uruguayo Mario Benedetti, reconocido en todo el mundo y con muchos admiradores. El mundo entero ha dado a conocer la noticia a través de los medios. Durante los últimos meses se hablaba de complicaciones en su salud, pero aun así, contó con una vida larga, llena de contenido poético y con la admiración de personalidades en todo el mundo.
Está siendo velado en el Salón de los pasos perdidos, del Palacio Legislativo hasta las 22 horas del día de hoy.
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Yesterday, Sunday, May 17, at 88 years old, died in Montevideo the Uruguayan writer Mario Benedetti, recognized throughout the world and with many fans. The whole world has knew the news through the media. Last months some news about health complications were given, but even so, he counted with a long life, full of poetic content and with the admiration of people around the world.
His body is recieving the last visit and good bye, in the Hall of Lost Steps, in Palacio Legislativo until 22 pm today.
25 years ago, the uruguayan popular duet, Los Olimareños, came back to Uruguay after their exile. For many years, during the military government, they were outside the Uruguay, and far from America some years, in Sweden, Spain and (coming back to America), Mexico and Argentina.
On 1984, after the democracy returned to Uruguay, they came to Uruguay, with thousands of people waiting for them. The same day there was a huge concert in Centenario Stadium, under the rain, and emotions, songs, hugs were present.
Some years after, the group was disolved, and they acted separated. But this year they announced to give one last concert together in the same place were they acted for last time, 25 years before: in Centenario Stadium. The concert was last weekend, and even when I couldn't be there, was following the facts on TV.
Their songs are about the people who lives in the rural areas of our country, about life in different places of Uruguay, our culture, our traditions and so on. The song I make reference in this post is about how time destroys places, in this case, the South neighbourhood, a place full of tradition in Uruguay, were time has erased some things (as the song says).
I just wanted to share a bit of their music, with one of my favourites: Adiós a mi barrio (Good by to my neighbourhood). It seems to transcend the good bye to a neighbourhood and tell about the entire country. Is a very emotional song.
Well, the last of the recent jobs for this year, teaching in the institute of an old-friend (old just because we know each other since high school).
This friday I begin teaching there, Web design, to start.
All the other places captived me a lot: Public and private schools where I work. Wonderful children in all cases! But I'm with opened eyes, because I've been watching there are some students with particular problems, and it's not easy to give the needed help everytime in this system, but sometimes is posible to do it with a little of atention and integrating them to activities. Uf... Teaching is a little of everything.
The worst thing? Filling forms, papers and lot of stuff. The best thing?: Work with all those children!
Best wishes for everybody.
[PS: I still have to answer some messages from contacts and fiends. Sorry, it's a question of time, but I'll be answering in next days]