Hi Steemians. This is me again. I just wanted to share with you a typical scene on the beach that reflects how my people in Venezuela are. We went to the beach in Chuspa, a small village in the middle of a jungle facing the beach, with just 4 or 5 streets at the most, and few simple restaurants on the beach where you can eat fresh fish and fried crunchy plantains. It is located in the north coast of Venezuela, 2 hours from Caracas.
Before taking the boat that would take us to “Caribe beach”, a beautiful beach 5 minutes from Chuspa, we saw a small boy with a mischievous smile and golden curls, sitting on a drum, playing it just to have fun. We couldn´t avoid filming him to keep that memory with us. People from this area typically sing and dance to the drums in every occasion they celebrate anything. They learn how to play the drums and dance to their rhythm since they are very young. I want to share this memory with you.
Once we got to Caribe beach, a huge group of people from the town sat under the beach umbrella next to ours. They were too many, so we felt kind of intimidated. We were afraid they would play loud music or invade our space, so we won´t be able to enjoy the sea and the peace it brings to our soul on the beach. However, they actually were very nice, polite, kind, and funny. Two hours after their arrival, they grabbed a forgotten stick from the sand and the cooler they brought full of beers, transformed them into a drum and its drumstick, and used the palms of their hands to follow the rhythm. One of the women of the group started singing and, in less than a minute, we had a sample of the typical Venezuelan folklore of this zone without any formal instrument. I brought a short sample of my people who are so genuine, simple, and special
Every day, a fierce battle breaks out in my soul between running away from this country kidnapped by bandits that have us on the verge of collapse, and the bewitching attraction of this land and its people that has me grabbed by the arm and prevents me from even imagining myself in other landscapes