If the streets of this city could talk, they would tell us stories of barricades and fire, mixed with sweat, blood and tears. In those stories would be the small and resilient figure of Luisa Toledo, who with a couple of words moved generations, she was also the one who, for many years after the murder of her sons Eduardo and Rafael at the hands of the police, never stopped going out into the streets so that their death and especially their life as young combatants would not be forgotten.
Today, March 29, new stories of barricades and fire will emerge, which will be raised for Eduardo and Rafael, and in turn for the dozens of young combatants who decided to take the step towards the offensive attack against domination.
The stories of yesteryear of the young people who fought the dictatorship give us a rich and nourishing path, in which the varied young people of today grew up and lay new foundations for those to come.
If the streets could talk, they would tell the stories of the young fighters of yesterday and today, and we have to do our best to make them tell the stories of those to come. Just as Luisa Toledo did with blood, sweat and tears.
Only those who forget die. May the barricades not stop burning.
Mónica Caballero Sepúlveda.
Anarchist prisoner
Source: LA ZARZAMORA