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By Aleida Guevara
OP-ED CONTRIBUTOR
The
New York Times Company
Cubanow.-
When I read The Motorcycle Diaries for the first
time, it was just a sheaf of typewritten pages.
Still, I identified immediately with this man who
narrated his adventures in such a spontaneous way.
As I continued reading, I began to realize that
the writer was my father.
There
were moments when I took his traveling companion's
place on the motorbike and clung to my dad's back,
journeying with him over the mountains and around
the lakes. I admit there were some points at which
I stopped reading, especially when he describes so
graphically things I would never talk about
myself. When he does, however, he reveals yet
again just how honest and unconventional he could
be. To tell you the truth, the more I read, the
more in love I was with the boy my father had
been.
I got
to know the young Ernesto Che Guevara better: the
23-year-old who left Argentina with a yearning for
adventure and dreams of the great deeds he would
perform, and who, as he discovered the reality of
our continent, continued to mature as a human
being and to develop as a social being. Slowly we
see how his dreams and ambitions changed.
The
young man who makes us smile at the beginning with
his absurdities and craziness becomes increasingly
sensitive as he tells us about the complex
indigenous world of Latin America, the poverty of
its people and the exploitation to which they are
submitted. In spite of it all, he never loses his
sense of humor, which instead becomes finer and
more subtle.
My
father, "ése, el que fue" ("myself, the man I used
to be"), as he identifies himself, shows us a
Latin America that few of us know, describing its
landscapes with words that color each image and
reach into our senses, so that we can see what his
eyes took in.
His
awareness grows that what poor people need is not
so much his scientific knowledge as a doctor, but
rather his strength and persistence in trying to
bring about the social change that would enable
them to recover the dignity that had been taken
from them and trampled on for centuries. With his
thirst for knowledge and his great capacity to
love, he shows us how reality, if properly
interpreted, can permeate a human being to the
point of changing his or her way of thinking. I
was only 6 when my father died, 37 years ago
today, so I have few memories. I got to know my
father only as I grew up. My mother, Aleida March,
loved him very deeply, and shared his ideals,
which she passed on to her children. What I
remember most is my father's great capacity for
love.
I
often describe myself as a genetic accident; I had
the honor and privilege of being the daughter of a
man and a woman who are very special people. And I
am also a product of the Cuban revolution.
I am a
pediatrician, specializing in allergies, in
Havana. When I was young, my father's image did
influence me, but I later chose medicine as a way
to be closer to my people. I've also worked as a
doctor in Nicaragua, Angola and Ecuador.
We are happy as a family when my father's image
inspires people to learn more about him and his
thinking, but often the commercialization seems to
us like a lack of respect for who he was and what
he stood for.
Since
the 1980's, we -Che's family and others- have been
working on his unpublished manuscripts. These were
maintained as part of his personal archive, and in
large part were and continue to be jealously
guarded by my mother. To publish anything written
by him that he himself did not intend for
publication -as is the case with the notes that
became The Motorcycle Diaries- serious editing
work is required. We can't omit text, but at the
same time we can't be completely sure he would
have given his permission for the text to be
published as it was originally written. That is
why we have a commitment to edit what he wrote
without changing what he meant -a very difficult
task.
A
Cuban publishing house published The Motorcycle
Diaries for the first time in 1993. Of the many
books that my father wrote, it is one of my
favorites, because this book brings the young
Ernesto closer to other young people in the world
today -which is the most important thing-, showing
how people can be changed if they are sensitive to
their surroundings.
Although there is only one copy of the Walter
Salles' film The Motorcycle Diaries on the island,
those Cubans who have seen it have great things to
say about it. It is entertaining, tender and
profound.
Though
we no longer live in the 1950's and 1960's,
unfortunately the conditions in Latin America that
provoked a profound change in the young Che
Guevara still exist in many parts of our continent
and the world, and with an increasingly brutal
impact. Have the film and the book become so
popular because his strength and tenderness are a
model for the people we need in these times? I
believe this is the case and I am proud to live
among people who not only love him, but who put
into practice his desire to create a world that is
far more just.
Aleida Guevara, the
eldest daughter of Ernesto Che Guevara
and Aleida March, is the author of the forthcoming
Chavez, Venezuela and the New Latin America
. This article was translated by Pilar Aguilera
from the Spanish. (Cubanow) October, 2004
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