mariposa for life
Working against the Regime is a serious matter, so code names are a must. I have never been more honored than to be given the nickname of "Mariposa." All code names have a deeper meaning and mine I'm sure has something to do with my peaceful ways and hope of a better future for my family and everyone else. All I hope is that I live up to the name someday.
After being caught by the SIM because of my involvement against the Regime, I was put in a jail with many other women. Thankfully, Mate joined me. Our cell was 25 by 20 feet, complete with 24 metal "beds," a bucket, a tiny wash basin and one small, high window. While in jail, I attempted to keep everyone's spirits high and minds sharp with mandatory schooling. I got this idea from Fidel Castro, who did the same thing while he was in prison. Once, Mate and I were given government pardons, but I wouldn't accept them. I didn't and still don't believe I did anything wrong, and taking a pardon made me feel like I was admitting to something. Of course Manolo was also in jail and I remember days when all I would do is think to myself my children aren't going to be raised by their parents.
home sweet home
Adjusting to life after jail was not as easy as I thought it would be. I had nightmares and even items around my house would remind me of the horrors I faced in prison. The best part of being home was getting to see my children and my sisters. However, when I got home the government watched me constantly. Spies surrounded my house at all times and when I went to visit Manolo in prison, our conversations were heavily monitored. Even with these complications, I was thankful that I had the opportunity to attempt a normal life. I continued to help out with contributions to the revolution to the best of my ability.
my contribution to the revolution
Here we are at a meeting of The Fourteenth of June Movement. Our president and my husband, Manolo, stands in the suit and tie. Throughout my life, I worked towards peace. I personally felt the humiliation and terror of Trujillo and I decided I had had enough. No one deserved to be dehumanized by him. I worked day and night, delivering news of rebellion, storing weapons at Patria's house and putting my entire life in danger. I wanted to live up to my Mariposa name.
This dish is very common in the Dominican Republic (even though we got it from a Colombian recipe site). Almost all dishes from the Dominican Republic come with some rice dish as a side. The east coast of Dominican Republic and specially the northeast coast and places like Samaná, Nagua and Cabrera are famous for their coconut based dishes.
Emily, Lucy and Parker