A place where children come first
Tuesday, June 1st, 2010I’ve mentioned before that I always receive special treatment when I go out with the kids here. Strangers help me carry things, offer me seats on the train and will tell jokes/make faces to entertain the kids. I think I notice the difference so much because people in big cities
The other night, we were invited to the premier of Oliver Stone’s documentary South of the Border. President Chavez and Oliver Stone were in attendance and gave speeches prior to the film. As expected, when they went to take their seats, people were going crazy. Everybody wanted to shake their hands and say a few words. From the second story balcony, there was this little boy (about 5 years-old) who kept calling “Chavez, Chavez, el Comandante!!”![]()
I thought it was pretty cute the first 10 times, but after that I started to worry that people in the audience were going to get annoyed. I kept waiting for someone to shout out some rude comment to the mom who was standing right next to him. I had a flashback to that airplane incident a few years ago in the States when a woman was removed from an airplane with her small son because he kept saying “Bye-bye plane”.
Surprisingly, no one ever became annoyed. The kid must have yelled 25 times before President Chavez acknowledged him (which got a huge round of applause) and each time all that happened were laughs from amusement. It’s taking time, but I am slowly getting used to how children are viewed in this society. I just hope I won’t be too disturbed by the change when we go back to the States.





