Women of Las Patronas get fast food to migrants on Mexico’s Beast train – video | Global development | The Guardian

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Women of Las Patronas get fast food to migrants on Mexico’s Beast train – videol

Once in a while you hear or read an uplifting story. I would like to introduce, “The Women of Las Patronas”.

These women, for 21 or 26, years not missing a day, have been feeding the train Riders of Mexico’s “The Beast Trains.”

    It warms my heart to see that we are not totally lost as a species. We still care and believe “We Are Our Brothers Keeper”.My Abuelita e.g., “grandmother’, in all her ancestral wisdom had a saying “donde come 2 come 10, e.g., where 2 can eat so can 10.I realized he truth of this of so many. Upon my arrival here in USA, as a tight Community that we are, no one would go hungry here, we ate lots of beans and rice. As a child I have no true memory of being Hungy.Bendicion a Las Patronas, e.g., blessings to the Patronas, who gave me hope, there are still good humans. “WE ARE OUR BROTHERS KEEPER.

  1. To my beloved abuela 

      • Divine Blessings 

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      1. Mad respect for & to the beautiful women of Las Patronas for all that they do. Serve the people. I am my brother’s keeper.

        The sky is crying,
        Can you see the tears roll down the street.
        The sky is crying,
        Can you see the tears roll down the street.
        I’ve been looking for my baby
        And I’ve been wondering where can she be
        I my baby early one morning
        She was walking on down the street
        I my baby early one morning
        She was walking on down the street
        You know it hurt me, hurt me so bad
        It made my poor heart skip a beat
        I got a real, real bad feeling
        That my baby she don’t love me no more
        I got a real, real bad feeling
        That my baby she don’t love me no more
        You know the sky’s been crying
        Can see you see the tears roll down my door

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