ANA MARÍA MANUEL ROSA

ANA MARÍA

MANUEL ROSA

Between Thorns And Roses

... From girl to woman ... a difficult path to travel

But nothing is so difficult as not to try. Difficult

Times of border conflicts between countries

For rights that some have and others do not

Want to recognize them. Meanwhile families

With a mother's weakened health problems.

As the mother's stronghold collapsed,

Being taken in conflict of life or death

Imminent; a little girl would start very soon

Her fight for life that would test her on more

Than one occasion throughout its growth.

Her suffering would not take long to appear.

A father marching into a meaningless war because;

Today nothing is the same as, on that occasion in

Where the abandonment of a few will not be reverse.

It will be reflected in their lives… perhaps in some

More than others. Little Rocio will see on her

Path thorns after roses and thorns... so it was.

Those thorns did not prevent her from seeing the future with hope

Of a God who could twist the course of the evil of the

Everyday live. Stumbling blocks, small stones at the start

Of that war there; but, deficiencies and bad people with others

Interest in deteriorating the live of defenseless child

What was worse for the innocent little… Rocio.

… Between roses and thorns it passed, with godparents

Taking care of the girl and an early abandonment

When her adorable godmother dies of a fulminating

Disease and; the wickedness of a substitute widow with

Hungry daughters obsessed with the promised inheritance

From a rich marriage belonging to a high social status...

From idolized girl with beautiful plans of an education

Privileged... so dreamed of by Rocio... obscured by

The recent occurrence and the intrusion of perversity of

The wicked; taking advantage of the godfather's absences

To go to the role of Cinderella... part of slave with take

Away from privileges, dreams cut short to total servitude.

Running aimlessly was salvation... walking aimlessly through

The narrow streets of the town... and a ray of light in sight

With the doors of the church in her path inviting it to enter

In search of droplets of hope from a noble soul that a pity

For a little girl in disgrace. A superior light illuminating

The priest with a solution from a nearby convent.

Life in that convent reinvented Rocio’s life from one

Different form; learning to cook, embroider and sew was

The solution of your own free will. Again education it was

Relegated; seeming to be that, it would never be a topic comply.

Cleaning and cleaning floors was never ending but; a few

Years later it would change everything for an accidental crash.

The unexpected appearance of a young man with a dissipated

Life Own young men with nightlife, party and passenger.

Comings and goings... time passed... and without thinking

Something was it was brewing in that blue prince's thought.

One Sunday in a Sunday visit meeting; the young man

He located the place where Rocio lived to start courting her.

Encounters not wanted by the young woman happened until;

Achieve interest and acceptance and; that Juan never surrendered

Until he achieved his purpose. As expected, love emerged

Fed with patience from the young man; converging in permission

To visit the young woman in the convent with authorizations

Of the Superiority of the church due to the situation of Rocio.

All life of suffering from stumbling blocks, stones and obstacles

Purposely placed by wicked, envious, and greedy people; they

Were not obstacles for a girl to have a better world. And the find

humanitarian people who; they could come out in her protection,

Helping her turn course with faith for a better future so she can having

A beautiful and much-desired family to which she never gave up.

Blanca

A little girl; like a shadow mystery,

Silence and intrigues of its origin... muddies childhood.

Innocence without certain questions that, a part was missing

And it isn’t known; there are no explanatory answers either

Well the uncertainty is total. But there is something doubtful.

Childhood devoted to not asking with a dad very

Busy with businesses that, retain and occupy it.

Ancient times of no question and no answer; probably,

As what was already known was thus, there were

No doubts about respect. But something was wrong.

The months run and; also the years and still the girl

Hasn’t asked anything... perhaps there is no doubt or;

Maybe there is not enough intelligence to notice that

Something not well. Years later the loss of a father

That nothing was missing with a supposed bad mother.

Always with permanent abuse and absent of the father

During the trips and; later after go to heaven with the

Supreme God; the mother did not look loving and with

A sweet gesture towards Blanca. It looked like a nightmare;

That big woman who had to take care of the little one.

Already growing up when moving away from the city of

That perversity of woman; Blanca had a late phone call

At night ... outside an incessant rain like washing everything…

With an unknown woman's voice turned out to be a

Daughter of that supposed bad mother. Bewilderment…?

Something unthinkable and never imagined; that wicked

Woman she had died leaving an impending message saying

That: “I am not your true mother and the roles are not real.

Your real mother stayed in Spain and you were the result

Of a bet of men advanced in years to fulfill”.

A barbarity and something atrocious! Blanca was stunned in front

To such a macabre revelation. The voice went on saying: "I’m

The true daughter of Concepción and my mother changed in the

Papers your last name after your father passed away. Your real

Mother was a young secretary to her father to show his manhood."

The voice continued: "My mother asked me in her mortuary bed

To reveal the truth to you; so that, she could rest in peace. Of

Your real mother didn’t know the name because she was a

Bet on old men challenging him to be a father; but

He loved you very much and always cared for you.”

The macabre step-change plan that the stepmother made was by

The way because, there were many properties and inheritance...

For the girl Blanca. Warned of this; made her husband adopt

To her children with the last name, which did correspond to

The girl to keep the goods, the girl was totally unaware.

Intrigue, mystery, doubts and everything one can imagine.

Words that made sense of unspoken questions and

Answers not answered. Pain by an unknown mother and

Never known... faceless and nameless to whom to pray a

Prayer of a life not shared and a death not witnessed.

The ordering ideas, the questions with answers, grief and pain for

Not knowing the truth. Blanca's sadness was immense. Time heals

Everything and; the immensity of the heart of this suffering woman

Was overcome with compassionate way of being and immense love her

Daughters love. Faith in the Lord brought this noble woman to her feet.

There was a macabre end; but there was healing and forgiveness from Blanca!

Madness Escape And Fear

There are events that occurred before the Second War

World; ravages of rivalries for power and achievement that

Of the others; and the question is to achieve it at any cost

Even murdering, if necessary in order to get its objective.

A young couple in front of people who wanted to see them

Dead; they decided to emigrate, disappearing like a blink

Eyes preventing that evil from destroying all the beauty of their

Home. That was the definitive solution so as not to be destroyed.

The intelligence power of ruthless spies has no limits

When it comes to reaching their goal and more

Loaded with the evil of powerful who want the alien...

Power and great fortunes that do not belong to them.

The silence and the distance as far as it could... another

Continent, there would be no reason to worry, or at least

Feeling happily safe. But the reality is that late or

Early the wicked would find their whereabouts.

Very soon the worst events ever expected would occur.

Hiding in the shadows and as from the darkness come

They found them ambushing them with no one else around and

Having bought a farm, no one could help them save themselves.

It have to see the cruelty of certain people that in order to achieve

Their purpose; they were tied to the woman and child in a tree.

Each one to a tree in front of a great bonfire that soon

They armed because they came provided with enough materials.

Yes, they brought logs of wood and enough fuel for making

A great bonfire... which would be for man... Such cruelty was

Effective in tying the head of the household in front to his loved

Ones... and neither supplications nor requests were enough.

So much evil, inhumanity and perversity left a mark

Like a seal of pain hard to get over. Got nailed

In their memoirs that fateful day and; mistrust that

It always accompanied them, it pursued the life of both...

They became people far from anyone but; one day

When they had to continue their life; while the boy grew up

And had to study, his frightened mother who something

Like what happened again, was going with him to school.

Hard to imagine that the woman accompanied her son to

School and she stayed outside the whole school day, standing

Without sitting waiting for the little boy to leave and go

Home to continue the day of the snack and the homework.

The brave woman continued the tasks of planning and

Ordering tillage of the land, hire staff for the harvest

And other activities to maintain what they had left

As family support; teaching her son to run the farm.

So, after a hard and difficult reality; faith and hope

Had to flow in the mother; so that her son could erase

Family tragedy and start a new one Lifetime. Learn

That there are bad people but there are also good ones!

Invisible And Gifted India

Rucamalén... a hidden mongrel India who she was

Born to a beautiful French woman who, later

From a steamy romance with a Mapuche Indian;

She abandoned her without regret forgetting her

Forever. Rucamalén with a refined mother with

Beautiful lace clothes of a very white complexion, of

Blonde hair with fluffy curls... beautiful... beautiful!

Mapuche father in times of fights, brawls and;

Accustomed to life in typical huts with deficiencies.

Origin of an alliance in the spirit of ancestors

Of European and indigenous lineages.

Rucamalén, a woman hidden from society

Strict about maintaining the difference of

Races and social status to total marginality.

Mongrel, like it was called, wore her toasted

Complexion, soft and sweet features capable of hiding

So much suffering from unresolved rivalries. Load

Of her history unknowingly supported by, wings

From his own guardian angel and by faith

Professed towards the sweet Virgin Mary helped.

Rucamalén always lived remote and unprotected.

Two lives with a reality and painful perversity

Of differences of a story. Difficult to coexist

With the blessing of the ancient Indian gods

And the law of the white conquerors of the land.

Inescapable duel of two societies in a marriage

In coexistence, customs; and in which society live

By the pure censorship of neighbors and observers.

Your mother going on as a child and a good lady with

An unfailing romance of trying the forbidden and almost

Without thinking about advanced pregnancy, marriage by

A matter of honor and what they will say. Going from

Beautifully colored dresses, elegant ruffled blouses and

Lace and preparation of trousseau with sheets with lace

Precious to live in toldería with typical indigenous clothes.

Contempt since her mother's, Rucamalén had to overcome

In her daily life; prohibitions due to their mongrel status.

Marginalized by both companies by not belonging to any

Of the two... one for some things and the others for the other...

The only thing was to arm herself with courage, try to learn

To live and close her eyes; so that, nothing interferes with faith

And the hope that, was never lacking in Rucamalén's thoughts.

A somewhat distant sign that, would soon become real in the eyes of

The young mixed race. Almost without thinking, a family

Appeared who it became very fond of her for the kindness

Manifested in all the moments that were in contact with her.

In the deal a person cannot lie and Rucamalén was who

Was. She couldn't lie because she was so transparent with

The sweetness in her words, her actions and her tranquility.

She cried a lot in silence, sorrow of the soul and abandonment.

Burdened by the reality of a mother's comforts that she

Did not want her, bringing her to the world was the landing

Forced to what she had made of her life. The easiest was don't

Assume mistakes, give her daughter up for adoption and forget

Completely of everything; as if, a daughter could be erased.

Have to live being rejected from here and there because of her origin.

Rucamalén, strong and valuable woman who took refuge

In the bible as a safe haven against adversity. Hours and hours

Praying and meditating looking for an answer to the why

Of her life. Revelations came in her sleepy times writing

Her experiences as; a way of healing and forgiving those who

They forgot her existence as a mistake because; for them it was

A mistake. For Rucamalén that moment was a new awakening.

And so the young mongrel Rucamalén twisted the path finding

A family that already loved her very much. They adopted her as

A daughter own; giving her love, family, shelter, nice clothes and

Education. She continued to profess believing that there is a true

God who sees and understands everything; and the sign of a dream

Raised her to love be a teacher of young children and form a loving

Home completely changing her life with dreams and projects.  

ANA MARÍA MANUEL ROSA

(of San Rafael, Mendoza, Argentina)

ANA MARÍA MANUEL ROSA: Born in Argentina. She is writer, historian, poet, literary proofreader and publisher. Too she is retired professor, Bromatologist, English as a Second Language, Tutor in Virtual Environments, Research Technique and Report Writing; Project Advisor and Evaluator; and Literary Corrector. She has published 22 books, writes for several international virtual magazines, and participates in anthologies of Argentina, Trinidad, India, Indonesia, Colombia, Bolivia, Chile and Taiwan. She loves to write novels, poems, strong themes to the simplest, real stories, comedies, interviews and research.

CONFERENCES: Talk to 6th grade students of the San Martin General Elementary School of Miramar (Buenos Aires-Argentina); Talks to high school students “Delfín Pino Ichazo and St. Cecilia” in Uriondo and “Julio Sucre” and “Eustaquio Méndez” in San Lorenzo (both Bolivia). And Conference on the topic “SEXUAL SLAVERY AND DISAPPEARANCE OF PERSONS” the “Bolivian Catholic University Saint Pablo” in Tarija (Bolivia)

INTERNATIONAL AWARDS: “SOLIDARY NEVADO TRAJECTORY 2018”; “CONTRIBUTION TO THE CULTURE OF MENDOZA CÓNDOR MENDOCINO 2018”; "LIGHT TO EXCELLENCE" of IV International Festival "HERMANADOS POR LAS LETRAS 2019"; THIRD PLACE IN NARRATIVE in "III MEETING OF THE HISPANIC CULTURE 2019"; “MEMBER OF HONOR OF LITERATURE OF THE YEAR”; “WOMEN OF LETTERS AND HISTORY OF THE YEAR IN LATIN AMERICA 2019”; “INTERNATIONAL CULTURAL PERSONALITY HIGHLIGHT OF THE YEAR IN GOLD FUNCULATINOAMERICANO 2019” of Intercontinental Funculatinoamericano of Gold Award; HUMANITARIAN AMBASSADOR OF THE HUMANITARIAN AFRICA HOSPITAL PROJECT 55; AMBASSADOR UNIVERSAL OF PEACE, UNIVERSAL AMBASSADOR OF CULTURE; HONORARY PARTNER OF THE UNION OF WRITERS AND ARTISTS OF TARIJA; LITERATURE AMBASSADOR; LITERARY EXCELLENCE of Latin Music Awards; “FARO DE ORO VIP”; EXCELLENCE “MEWADEV LAUREL AWARD 2019”; “PREMIO MUNDIAL A LA EXCELENCIA CULTURAL 3019-2020”

RECOGNITIONS AND APPOINTMENTS: Local Head of the Board of Directors of REMES (World Network of Writers in Spanish) for Argentina and Social Networks; Honorary Member of the International Arts Council (IAC) -United Nations for All Arts with No. 18,278; the Chamber of Senators of the Province of Mendoza (Argentina) has declared of interest the literary work “WITHOUT SCRIPTURES II - SEXUAL SLAVERY AND THE DISAPPEARANCE OF PERSONS” through RESOLUTION No. 848; Executive Advisor and ambassador of the Latin American Gold Intercontinental Award; the Honorable Deliberative Council of San Rafael (Mendoza) declared the literary work “MALVINAS - THE WAR WITHOUT END” of social, educational and community interest in accordance with the provisions of Ordinance No. 12,585 art. 12th; Distinguished Visitor of the municipalities of: Tarija and San Lorenzo; Executive advisor and ambassador of FUNCULATINO; Recognition to the Trajectory and Cultural Work “DAMA LATINOAMERICANA DE LA POESÍA”;  Honorable Mention for my poem "Woman, life expectancy" from the Anthology "BECAUSE I AM A WOMAN" awarded by the Forum of Women of Beroamerica-Gender Observatory.  

ANTHOLOGIES: “ANTOLOGÍA INTERNATIONAL”; “ANTOLOGÍA CRISTIANA”; “LIFE ACCORDING TO POETRY”; “PORQUE SOY MUJER”; "POEMAS Y PROSAS DE AMOR Y PAZ"; “LA BELLEZA DEL AMOR”, “AMOR EN PRIMAVERA”; “LOVE IN SPRING”; “HUNDRED AND ONE TRIBUTES TO MY TEACHERS “ANTOLOGÍA AL AMOR”; “ANTHOLOGY PART 2 A SPARK OF HOPE”; “FORMOSA INTERNATIONAL POETRY”; “PÁGINAS LIBRES”; ANTOLOGÍA POÉTICA HOMENAJE A VICENTE HUIDOBRO” 

PUBLISHED BOOKS: “Julián Manuel Santos”; “Julián Manuel Santos, su historia y de sus descendientes”; Poemas de “Sentimientos, añoranzas, valores y al sendero de la vida y de los sueños”; “Familias Centenarias: Rosa Rueda e Idañez Pascual”; “Rosendo y el secreto de sus estafas familiares ocultas y encubiertas”; “Cuentos verdaderos de aventuras de niños: otra mirada”; “Egolitra y Caín: Traición y el misterio de un secreto-Historia de engaños, mentiras y traiciones”; “Escapes de la opresión”; “Blanca Giacaman de Méndez- Crónica de una mujer que transitó entre espinas y rosas”; “Espías”; “Desprotegidos”; “Sin escrúpulos I – Sin humanidad y sin sentimientos”; “Sin escrúpulos II – La esclavitud sexual y la desaparición de personas"; “Sin escrúpulos III – ¿Cuervos o buitres”; “Vecinos I – Propiedad horizontal”; “Vecinos II – Historias detrás del tapial”; “Mis Recetas Familiares – Recetas sencillas”; “Bandoleros mundiales I”; “Bandoleros mundiales II”; “Bandoleros mundiales III”; “Vietnam - La guerra perdida”; “Malvinas – La guerra sin fin”