09. Tequio for the bean harvest

When I started to work in San Lorenzo, I witnessed a tequio and with Chalino a colleague, we decided to join the communal work, I have never harvest before in my life. I was the only woman in the field and the men started to mutter in ciucatec. I didn’t know if I was doing something wrong, if it was all right for a woman to work.

On the contrary, someone told me that the people were happy because nobody -nor the priests, nor the teachers- that arrived to the community shared their customs before. After that day the people was more kind with me.