The pain in the hearts of each of the families of the four promotional students of the fifth C of the San Jacinto de Vice educational institution, in Sechura.
“I will never be able to forget my Pepito, already on the verge of going to university, so many aspirations, dreams, hopes of becoming a doctor. He told me: daddy, I can do it. Fly high my son, you already have wings, fly where God is, just as you sang to us, now sing to God, son of my soul,” said Pedro Pablo Goicochea, grandfather of Pedro Israel Nizama Goicochea (16), student at San Jacinto school. of Vice, who is one of the victims of the fateful accident that occurred last Saturday on the Fernando Belaúnde Terry highway, in the province of Moyobamba, San Martín region.
He, along with Pedro’s parents, Grace Goicochea and Martín Nizama, still refuse to believe what happened and cry bitterly next to his white coffin, listening in the background to the songs that he recorded, since he was also a fan of singing and, In addition, he liked boxing and playing soccer. His family never imagined that that last hug outside their school would be the last one they would give each other.
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“I went to say goodbye to him on Friday at Vice. I hugged him and told him God bless you and enjoy your trip. First he couldn’t be found and they found him under the bus, what could my son resist? “It seems that I will see him again, he is not gone. God, why did you take him away from me?” he says, looking at the sky and hugging his granddaughter, Alexa, who also cries for the death of her cousin, whom she loved like a brother. .
“I need you to wake up, brother, get up, you’ve already slept a lot, please get up, lady, get up,” Alexa repeated, hitting Pedro Nizama’s drawer.
A similar panorama exists in the home of Sandra Chulle Chunga (17), whose sister Leslie (20) remembers that the promotion trip was postponed up to three times and that she found out about her death through a nurse.
“She was traveling in seat 19 next to the window. They couldn’t find her in hospitals, but I saw a video where they rescued her and she touched her abdomen. I managed to contact a nurse and sent her his photo and she confirmed his death. She told me: Your sister couldn’t resist and died in the operating room,” she remembers through tears and hugs her mother Raquel Chunga. Now they only have each other, since their father died more than 17 years ago.
She added that she did not have the courage to confess to her mother that Sandra had already died because she had hope.
“I went with the hope of at least finding my daughter injured, but not dead, I didn’t know anything,” said Raquel Chunga.
In Becará, in the house of Criss Jair Panta Eca (17 years old), in the distance only the screams of pain and helplessness of his parents, Doris Eca and Hipólito Panta, can be heard. He wanted to be an architect. “I was on the high seas, I didn’t know anything about the accident, when I found out I traveled to Chiclayo, then to Lima and Moyobamba. “I didn’t know he was dead. I couldn’t say goodbye to him, I was traveling on the second floor of the bus,” Laureano Panta recalls, breathless from the pain he feels.
His mother, no longer tearful from crying for the oldest and only son of her four children, says she begged her friends at Criss Jair to look for him.
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“His friend Fabián called me and told me that they couldn’t find Criss, I begged them to look for him, I had hopes of finding him alive, my mother’s heart prayed for that. He walked away and they brought him to me in a box,” he added.
Jessica Mayte Panta Reyes (17) is another of the victims. She was a remarkable student and proof of this are the diplomas that adorn the living room of her house in Becará. She recently became eligible for Beca 18, because she wanted to study Initial Education.
“I spoke with her at 7:30 am on Saturday, then she didn’t call me. They told me that she was serious, but she was already dead, no one wanted to tell me. Halfway there I found out that he had died. She was a good student, daughter. The trip was like his birthday gift (November 5). I didn’t want her to travel, but she convinced me. It leaves me crying, I went to bring her dead,” said Teresa Reyes.
In the classroom of the San Jacinto school, four bouquets of white flowers accompany the folders of the deceased students and their friends refuse to believe what happened.
