Month: September 2015

14 de marzo, 1968 Me llamo Rocío Zaleski Orencel. Tengo dieciocho años, soy estudiante en mi último año de escuela secundaria. Vivo en Buenos Aires con mis padres y tres hermanos. Mi familia es originalmente de Europa, pero mis bisabuelos inmigraron a Argentina en 1906 para rehuir el antisemitismo. Qué más…… Read more“Hola!”

31 de Mayo, 1969 Acabo de llegar a la casa de mi mamá. Estoy temblando con alivio por el olor de mi cuarto, que me acuerda del sentido de seguridad dentro de mi cama donde dormía por tantos años, soñando con viajes posibles del futuro. Imaginaba los paisajes desconocidos del mundo y… Read more“Esto es el momento para reflexionar.”

September 1970, I can’t believe it. I’ve got only two more weeks till my 20s are over, and I can feel my mother’s incredulous eyes burning holes in my neck more strongly every day as she wonders why I’m still not married and why I still haven’t found something outside of the… Read more“Hi I’m Pia”

Hi Gina, I hope everyone is doing well. I enjoyed getting your last letter about your first day of school. I miss Italy so much and I miss going to school with you! Things are very different here. We live in Buenos Aires which is this big city, totally different… Read more“Hello from Buenos Aires”

Fall 1969   Saludos!   My name is María álvarez García and I am 29 years old.  I live in Buenos Aires, with my husband of three years Julio Martín Vega and our three year-old son, Lucas.  Julio and I met while studying at the University of Buenos Aires.  I… Read more“Saludos!”

My name is Camila Rocca, I’m twelve, and I’m from Antofagasta. Most people in the city are connected to the mining industry, but my father is an army captain. I was born in Santagio, where my parents are both from, but we moved here when I was seven. I have one… Read more“Hello from Antofagasta”

August 4, 1968 Hello, journal. My name is Marisol Huerta, I am 33 years old, and I live in Cordoba, Argentina. I have decided to begin journaling this summer before I start my new job. I have been working as a primary school teacher for several years, but have recently… Read more“Hello from Marisol”

june 27 1969 ¡Saludos! It’s me – Nicolas. I’m busy and tired most of the time but I feel like it would be a good idea to keep a journal every now and again. So much is happening and changing… Of course I have my own family to provide for… Read more“¡Saludos de Concepción!”

Hola querido diario, since it is a new experience to me to confide my thoughts to a diary, please excuse the weird and unstructured way they may be coming to paper. The reason I decided to start a diary is that today is my thirtieth birthday. Up to this day… Read more“Tuesday, September 1st 1970, First entry”

My name is Osvaldo Prat Zavala, and I live in Arica. I was born in 1955, and am now thirteen years old. My Papa is a sergeant in the army, and my Mama washes clothing. I sometimes get teased because I have the last name of a hero from the War… Read more“Hola from Osvaldo”