This Tuesday I received the first dose of the Cuban vaccine candidate Abdala, and enthusiasm is inevitable, the feeling of more confidence, although I am aware of the need to take maximum care of ourselves. There was tranquility, a kind of charm in the smile of the Syria and Xiomara nurses, in Olaida and other health professionals who attended us.
A kind of friendship is breathed, the certainty of sharing a dream, the hope of life for an entire people. There is still a little bit left to defeat the terrible Covid-19, that bug that continues to turn off hearts in much of the world; but the steps are safer. On days like this, one also feels more proud of being Cuban.
I get vaccinated for my life and that of my family, for dreams and this Cuba, which I love so much, for the future and the longings for art to return to the streets, to the stage …, for the poetic soul of this nation.
During the next few months, millions of Cubans will have a Sovereign or Abdala on their shoulders, names that also symbolize the impetus and fidelity to the essences of this country.
I say goodbye to the new friends. I am grateful, and I walk with the certainty that next June 1st I will return for another dose, for another sip in the form of vaccine, which will make me more protected.
(Taken from Look at Young Cuba)