La prima, la señora Luisa Pastora tuvo recientemente un accidente bastante fuerte en su casa de Campo Alegre, se cayó desde alto haciendo labores en su hogar, fue traslada a Barquisimeto. Dos fracturas de fémur y golpes en su brazo izquierdo. Amerita una operación lo más pronto posible.

Los hijos de la prima organizaron un sopaso a beneficio de su salud, para cubrir gastos médicos. Se convocó a todos los campoalegreños, los curarigueños, todos como una misma familia asistimos. No podía faltar el grupo musical "Campo Alegre en Golpe" fundado a escasos metros, al lado de la casa de la prima Luisa Pastora. Así que no podíamos faltar.

Me gustó verla luego de un año y medio aproximadamente que no voy por esos lados, ahí acostada en su cama, escuchando desde allí a todas las personas que vinieron a saludarla a apoyarla y acompañarla en esta situación compleja. En sus ojos se podía notar la alegría de escuchar a su gente, de escuchar la música de su tierra, como si nunca la fuese estado ni un segundo lejos de su terruño.

Es como si nunca fuese salido de su tierra, escuchaba las risas, la música y el calor de su gente...

[ENG]

The cousin, Mrs. Luisa Pastora recently had a very serious accident in her house in Campo Alegre, she fell from a height while doing housework and was taken to Barquisimeto. She suffered two femur fractures and bruises in her left arm. She needs an operation as soon as possible.

The cousin's children organized a sopaso for the benefit of her health, to cover medical expenses. All the people of Campoalegre, the people of Curarigue, were summoned to attend as one family. We could not miss the musical group “Campo Alegre en Golpe” founded a few meters away, next to the house of cousin Luisa Pastora. So we could not miss it.

It was good to see her, after a year and a half since I had been there, lying on her bed, listening to all the people who came to greet her, support her and accompany her in this complex situation. In her eyes you could see the joy of listening to her people, of listening to the music of her homeland, as if she had never been even a second away from her homeland.

It was as if she had never left her homeland, listening to the laughter, the music and the warmth of her people...

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