Six months ago, with the outrage of those who have been robbed for 30 years, the inhabitants of 20 Cholulan communities in the Los Volcanes region entered the Bonafont plant to take it over. The women went straight to the well from which one million 640 thousand liters of water were illegally extracted every day. And they cried with rage. Another commission went to what seemed to be the central office, where they found a framed traditional stick used by the elder Nahuas to know where there is water and to make an artisanal well there. The painting had the following inscription: “Thank God and this wand, in the company of Mr. Mario Minutti, they located the place of the well that gave magnificent water, sufficient and abundant. February 5, 1992”.
Source link
Gloria Muñoz Ramírez: Those from below
Latest from Blog
Business owners ask to accelerate the work in the historic center of Piura
Merchants and residents of Callao Street complained about the delay in the work on the Piura center. They indicated that this slowness has generated a series of economic losses due to the
They investigate the escape of two Haitians from a migratory truck; agents are sanctioned
Santo Domingo.– The General Directorate of Migration (DGM) investigates the circumstances in which two haitian nationals they launched themselves from a truck institutional and managed to escape last Thursday, during a security
Registration for the Bachelor’s Degrees begins on February 17th
Students of face-to-face undergraduate courses that train teachers for basic education (childhood, elementary and secondary education) interested in one of the 12 thousand scholarships that the Coordination for the Improvement of Higher
Sanctions and imprisonment of up to eight years are issued against six Cubans who protested the blackouts in Villa Clara
The Popular Provincial Court of Villa Clara, in its Crimes against State Security Chamberimposed prison sentences and other sanctions on six Cubans for the alleged crime of public disorder, after a peaceful
From Havana to Matanzas, you never know when the bus will arrive at its destination
San José de las Lajas/The morning at the Havana National Bus station, in Plaza, has a particular noise: suitcases dragging on the floor, voices that ask the same thing with different desperation
