My parents were farmers. My father planted corn, and my mother was a seamstress. They emigrated from Baja Verapaz, a department of Guatemala, to San Luis, a town in southern Petén, in the late 1950s. I was born and raised there, and I was the oldest of eight siblings.
I started going to school when I was nine years old. I liked going to school, even though it was three kilometers (about 1.85 miles) from my house. I would stand in front of all my classmates and recite poetry or act and make my classmates laugh. I was at the top of the class two years in a row, but due to my family’s financial constraints, I was only able to go to school up to sixth grade.
I married my husband Mateo at the age of 17, in 1987, to be more precise. We had eight children. He planted corn and beans, and I followed in my mother’s footsteps and dedicated myself to sewing. Mateo bought me a sewing machine, and I was the one who made uniforms for the children in the village.
We lived in San Luis until 1995 and then decided to emigrate to the hamlet of Cruce a La Colorada in the municipality of San Andrés, located in the northern part of Petén. We went in search of land to work—just a small piece of land—after the invitation of my brother, who already lived there.
We thought we could repeat the case of my parents, who obtained their land in San Luis thanks to the agrarian colonization policy that encouraged the migration of many farming families, like ours, to the south of Petén in 1960.
When we arrived, there were more than 30 families, many of whom had lived in the hamlet for more than 10 years. We faced difficulties at the beginning trying to fit in, but we adapted to the local farming community. However, three years after arriving, in 1998, different governmental institutions arrived and informed us that we were within the protected area of the Maya Biosphere and that we could not apply for land ownership or any kind of titling.