I remember walking in the street and people coming out of the
houses calling to us "There goes Moncho's children, coming dear,
I went to school - or I am related to your father" and they would
proceed to give us popsicles and pop. My mother would be so
upset, she would never convince us that we were not supposed to
eat the popsicles. She would religiously boil water at the house
and was upset over us eating the popsicles without any regards.
But in the heat of Santa Barbara at the age of 7 to 11 this is so
unimportant. I am sure that if at the time we would have been
given the choice to go to Santa Barbara or Disneyland there would
not have been any doubt, we would have chosen Santa Barbara.
I hope you continue writing about your experiences. Everything is
so relative, the beauty of that life is very seldom understood in
develop countries. We try to change this in the name of
development, but we don't understand what we are destroying.
Once again thank you very much for such wonderful articles.
Maria Elena
HELLO I am a student here in U.S from San Nicolas,Santa Barbara
Honduras and I was reading your notes about life in Santa Barbara
so many years ago.I likes some of the things that you wrote and
some I don't but yet I would like to inform you that since that
time life has change a lot in Santa Brbara,and I think that you
would like to know fresh news from this place. I was student at
la Independencia y en la Escuela Normal MIXTA, now there are
telephones, the post office is bigger and you don't have to go
there to received your mail,also there are new buildins the
streets are pavimented and there are four radio stations, less
restaurants and some that sell pizza. the buses now are modern
and are two different companies also there is one to Tegucigalpa
that take four hours to get there. there are more roads to every
where and more business you can even find computer curses more
schools and now they have text books to read and to take home
because the educative system has change also the la voz del junco
owner died three years ago and he was going to have a tv station
it was already working but since he died his widow did not want
to continue with that proyect he died electrocuted when he was
fixing the antena en galeras
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The following item was sent to the webmaster from Maria Elena Taylor in
response to the Life in Honduras series. It is placed here
with her permission.
I recently located your 3 articles about life in Honduras. When I
finished reading I almost sat down and cried. My father was born
and raised in Santa Barbara. In fact his house was next to the
cuartel and across the park from the church. An adopted sister
lives there now. When we were small we used to go and spend
school vacations there. It was like going to heaven, everything
was so much fun. We would go every afternoon to swim in the
river, the evening to walk around the park, and if we got bored
we just would go to confession. The priest got quite upset about
this and ended giving us so many rosaries as penance, that we
decided to stop using this as our scape from boreness.
Thank you very much for your offer. I would definitely be honour
if you placed my letter, with my e-mail address, in your website.
The letter came directly from my heart, I would like others to
get that message. It is a long time since I have been back to
Santa Barbara, but I am hoping to go this Christmas. I am going
to spend the holidays with my family, I can't wait to eat some
"tamales navidenos".
The following message was received from a student who did not
identify himself.
Association of North American Radio Clubs
DXer of the Year for 1995.