{"id":5166,"date":"2018-07-01T00:02:27","date_gmt":"2018-07-01T04:02:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.embracingelsalvador.org\/?p=5166"},"modified":"2019-10-08T14:19:35","modified_gmt":"2019-10-08T18:19:35","slug":"roberto-henriquez-colata-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.embracingelsalvador.org\/test\/roberto-henriquez-colata-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Roberto Henriquez"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\u201cThe best decision of my life was joining the guerrilla movement . .\u00a0 .\u201d<\/em><\/strong><\/h2>\n

Esta historia se escribe en Espa\u00f1ol = This story is also written in Spanish here.<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n

Editor\u2019s Note:\u00a0 The \u201cradistas\u201d or radio operators were hidden in the mountains during El Salvador\u2019s war. \u00a0These men and women worked in uncomfortable conditions underground which were cold and crowded often suffering from leg cramps. \u00a0The radistas broadcast information the government was NOT telling the citizens of the country and those living in exile beyond its borders. \u00a0\u00a0Their role was an important one.\u00a0 It was also a dangerous one.<\/em><\/p>\n

During the 1980\u2019s there were few citizens who owned cars in El Salvador; there were fewer who owned a t.v.\u00a0 Many people did own a Japanese Walkman AM\/FM radio, however.\u00a0 Radio broadcasts were an extremely popular and vital communication link within El Salvador during its 12-year civil war.\u00a0 Two guerrilla radio stations operated from deep within the mountains camouflaged from the military.\u00a0 They were heavily guarded and moved from time to time as the military approached their position.\u00a0 But the radios continued to broadcast throughout the course of the entire war. \u00a0Radio Venceremos (a Spanish term for \u201cwe will win\/triumph\u201d was located in the Morazan deparment.\u00a0\u00a0 Radio Farabundi Marti was located in the Chalatenango department.\u00a0 Roberto was a radista who worked with the latter radio station writing and broadcasting its news.\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

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Roberto had neither journalism nor broadcast experience.\u00a0 <\/em>What he did have was a strong motivation and conviction to play a role in making social reforms on behalf of his country.\u00a0 Why the social reforms?\u00a0 Many of the same reasons that led up to the civil discontent and war itself were the same issues that Roberto felt personally and deeply passionate about changing.<\/em><\/p>\n

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Between 1961-75 landless peasants increased from 12% -41%<\/em><\/p>\n

Lack of sanitation \u2013 98%<\/em><\/p>\n

Drinking water \u2013 50%<\/em><\/p>\n

Adequate housing \u2013 35%<\/em><\/p>\n

Employment expectations \u2013 141 days per year<\/em><\/p>\n

Illiteracy \u2013 65%<\/em><\/p>\n

(from Paying the Price by Teresa Whitfield, p. 67) <\/em><\/p>\n

Given the illiteracy alone Salvadorans relied heavily on hearing radio broadcasts because they were unable to read the newspapers.\u00a0 Many groups capitalized on this.\u00a0 The radio station at UCA (University of Central America), the Jesuit University, provided daily broadcasts of editorial material trying to remain neutral which was often difficult to do with material and details that became more horrific as war escalated\u00a0 including the murder of key priests on its own campus.\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em>\u201cEl Salvador\u2019s best \u2018newspaper\u2019 was Archbishop (Romero\u2019s) Sunday morning sermons on its own station {YSAX.}\u00a0 It was his custom to report and denounce the crimes and abuses . . .\u201d (from Enrique Alvarez Cordova by John Lamperti, p. 178.) A Salvadoran friend reports that bombs were often placed in that office to discourage those weekly broadcasts.<\/em><\/p>\n

The role of the two guerrilla radio stations was to offer the citizens an alternative to the government-based news.\u00a0 They wanted the citizens to hear what they considered to be the truth; to hear about the attacks, the massacres, the whole picture of what was happening in the country. The messages had far-reaching effects as Salvadorans in increasing numbers fled the country in exile from death squads to other Central American nations, the U.S., and elsewhere and were sitting at their radios also listening to the reports for news back home.\u00a0 In addition to news the programming also included cultural, educational, revolutionary and folk music, as well as humorous segments.<\/em><\/p>\n

Although born in Nueva San Salvador\/Santa Tecla on June 7, 1957, my parents and us six kids moved to a smaller town of Custatingo when I was eight years old.\u00a0 The best part for me was the soccer field at the school 10 meters from my house.\u00a0 I remember thinking I would grow up to be a great soccer player or else a professional violinist.\u00a0 (Regretfully, I never played a musical instrument, but it was a dream of mine to do so.)\u00a0 Being the second child I had responsibilities to look after my younger siblings.\u00a0 My mother was my role model because of all her hard work in raising our family and providing educations for us.\u00a0 I was a diligent student in school through ninth grade and then an average student after that.\u00a0 My dad was a mechanic with the government.\u00a0 My parents remain alive with some health issues.<\/p>\n

In 1978 I was ready to begin my studies as a psychology major at the National University which offered free tuition at that time. \u00a0Living and political conditions in the country were becoming very difficult in the country.\u00a0 With no hesitation or regret I joined a political group on campus called the Universitarios Revolucionarios 19 de Julio.<\/em> \u00a0(This group was strongly linked to the FPL, Fuerzas Populares de Liberacion<\/em>). \u00a0I was well aware of the risks to both myself and to my family by joining it, but the reality of the country at that time dictated a change and there was no alternative for me than to join this group regardless of consequences.\u00a0 What I mean in terms of reality that made me join the guerrilla movement was in the country there was a lack of liberty, hunger, no freedom, and serious repressions.\u00a0 My family was not starving; however, we had few clothes and shoes and my parents had to struggle for what we had.\u00a0 \u00a0It was a time when the National Guard gave orders to the people.<\/p>\n

The most difficult thing I saw were the lifeless bodies lying on the steps of the National Cathedral in 1978 as a result of the student massacre.\u00a0 My family thought I was among the dead.\u00a0 I survived it, but it impacted me greatly even to this day.<\/p>\n

In February or March of 1979 Archbishop Romero helped negotiate talks for our freedom during a strike as the army surrounded our company.\u00a0 I was a university student when Romero spoke on our behalf and kept us from being captured.\u00a0 Again my family assumed I had been killed when they heard the number of deaths reported.<\/p>\n

Although I was raised in the Roman Catholic faith as a child and was an altar boy, I do not consider myself to be a man of faith.\u00a0 Yes, I knew Archbishop Romero personally.\u00a0 I viewed him a bit differently than others.\u00a0 I saw his human side rather than his relationship with a church.\u00a0 I had a good impression of him and consider him a good example in society of leading his people and wanting better living conditions including housing, food, health care, education for all Salvadorans.\u00a0 I admired the Archbishop and after he was killed, his death left a big void because he impacted the process of social reform in a people who needed him so desperately.<\/p>\n

After the first four months and first semester of classes ended, the persecution from the military and targeting by the death squads was great.\u00a0 They were chasing me and I was unable to even go home to sleep at night.\u00a0 I made the decision to leave the university and go into the clandestine movement and join the guerrillas.<\/p>\n

The best decision of my life was joining the guerrilla movement because I felt I was doing something so important for society by following that process.\u00a0 From the time I left home in 1978 I did not return until the war was over in 1992.\u00a0 This way there was less chance of putting my family\u2019s welfare in danger. \u00a0\u00a0Although I never completed my university studies for my chosen career, I never regretted that decision.\u00a0 I feel like I learned from \u201cthe school of life\u201d instead.<\/p>\n

The guerrilla organization was comprised of five different groups.\u00a0 The group I was part of founded the radio station Radio Farabundi Marti operating in Chalatenango department.\u00a0 I did not work directly in the station until 1990.\u00a0 Prior to that point for ten years I was receiving training and taking part in other clandestine activities on behalf of the movement.\u00a0 One of the activities we did during this 10-year period of time was to take control of\/commandeer commercial radio stations and broadcast our pre-recorded messages or read scripts to the public for a few hours.\u00a0 The purpose was to inform the public of an alternative message from the one the government was giving.<\/p>\n

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By 1982 I became a respected leader of the group operating in the southern part of San Salvador whose mission included eliminating the enemy.\u00a0 Although I did not personally kill soldiers, I gave orders to do so.\u00a0 I was never captured, but I came very close to it many times in the mountains.<\/p>\n

In 1984 I was sent to Guazapa, a town located between the country and city in the northern part of San Salvador, for political and military training where I learned about guns and military information.\u00a0 I had to cross the Acelhuate River.\u00a0 We had to leave because the army invaded the area.\u00a0 Then we needed to go to Cinquera (in Cabanas) for another political military course but again the military troops were in the area.\u00a0 This time it was the Bracamonte, a contra-insurgent group trained especially to fight the guerrilla.\u00a0 I walked 15 hours to escape them and when I reached a safe place there were literally no soles left on my shoes.<\/p>\n

I saw men I became attached to being killed and wounded as early as 1985.\u00a0 In Las Delicias (near Guazapa) we escaped from the army where they were attacking with cannons.\u00a0 It was the first time we saw tatu,<\/em> underground hiding places.\u00a0 Sometimes citizens would hide in them and if a child cried, it compromised the location.\u00a0 You were generally safe from the A-37 American military planes that I saw carrying 500-pound bombs over my head.\u00a0 Many suffered ear damage when they dropped.<\/p>\n

It was common for the military to randomly stop vehicles and busses to register and require individuals to present their ID.\u00a0 One day I was traveling alone to a village near Cinquera on a bus in an area where no one knew me when the military stopped our bus.\u00a0 I was holding a handful of fruit and considered myself a dead man.\u00a0 A girl sitting beside me sensed the danger and pretended to be my girlfriend.\u00a0 She may have been a guerrilla sympathizer.\u00a0 Her quick-thinking actions saved my life.<\/p>\n

Often I served in a role of providing security and\/or transportation for leaders in the organization.\u00a0 Salvador Samayoa was the minister of education who joined the guerrilla movement causing a scandal at the time.\u00a0 When he came to our area I provided his security.\u00a0 In terms of transportation, we often had to confiscate a car from a driver when we needed it.\u00a0 If he would not give it willingly, we took it by force, but the owner usually gave it up.\u00a0 When we were finished with it, we called the owner and reported where he could pick it up.<\/p>\n

There were places referred to as \u201csecurity houses\u201d where the leaders of the guerrilla met to plan and strategize.\u00a0 The members acted like a family posing as fathers\/sons but the army referred to them as terrorist cells. \u00a0\u00a0Work within the security house consisted of reviewing the previous day\u2019s activities, and planning and strategizing future military activities and attacks.\u00a0 The major guerrilla leaders attended these meetings.\u00a0 The guards carried Uzis (type of gun) for protection.\u00a0 Some of these guns were captured from dead military.\u00a0 Once I was responsible for the security of Commandante Marcial, the founder of the FPL, my group, at a meeting in my security house.\u00a0 I found him to be a humble man and was both honored and felt trusted to protect him.<\/p>\n

At the height of my career in the last two years of the war I worked with Radio Farabundi Marti in Chalatenango writing and broadcasting news.\u00a0 I was 30 years old when I began this work in 1990.\u00a0 As a school student I used to enjoy writing and would write poems.\u00a0 Friends in the guerrilla movement thought I had the necessary skills to do the radio broadcasts.\u00a0 I never had any formal journalism training.\u00a0 I never had any formal broadcasting training.\u00a0 In fact, I had never spoken into a microphone before!\u00a0 That presented me with my biggest challenge during the war.\u00a0 Everyone participating in the war used a different name from his\/her own for obvious reasons.\u00a0 My war name was \u201cErnesto.\u201d\u00a0 I also picked up the nickname of \u201cSanta Claus\u201d after I did a broadcast on the character one day in December to lighten the mood.<\/p>\n

The equipment for the radio station and the radio itself were hidden underground in the mountains in Chalatenango department near the Honduras border.\u00a0 Of course, the antenna could not be underground.\u00a0 It was camouflaged high in the mountains discreetly hidden to avoid detection from military planes.\u00a0 There were two radio systems so that when one was out of operation, the other was activated.<\/p>\n

Guards and scouts protected the radio station and us radistas.<\/em>\u00a0 All equipment needed to be mobile since we had to re-locate from time to time when the military troops got physically close to us.<\/p>\n

There were generally 15-20 of us working in the cramped quarters of the station.\u00a0 A typical day at this radio station consisted of getting up very early in the morning.\u00a0 We first listened to all the government news reports and watched TV to be informed.\u00a0 We used that as a basis to re-formulate our news.\u00a0 Sometimes the information we heard was incorrect and had to be re-written entirely.\u00a0 We also had our own news sources that traveled throughout the country telling accomplishments of the guerrilla activity such as the most recent combat information. \u00a0\u00a0At the end of each day we held a team meeting reflecting and analyzing the current day\u2019s broadcast.\u00a0 We got feedback from other guerrillas and made decisions whether we needed to retract any information.<\/p>\n

Cooperation and coordination was outstanding.\u00a0 We worked with the other five organizations.\u00a0 There was also exchange of information between our station and Radio Venceremos, the other guerrilla operating radio station, located in Morazan department at the other end of the country.\u00a0 Both stations continued to operate uninterrupted throughout the course of the civil war.<\/p>\n

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What frustrated many of us after the war ended was that the struggle did not result in the social reforms we had hoped and fought for. \u00a0\u00a0In 1995 I began to experience psychological depression.\u00a0 It did not interfere with my social relationships.\u00a0 However, it has impacted on my physical health.\u00a0 I suffer from colitis, migraines, and insomnia.\u00a0 I have some minimal health insurance and health care benefits.<\/p>\n

Despite all that has happened since the war, my participation in the guerrilla movement remains the highlight of my life.\u00a0 My position was ideologically and politically based.\u00a0 I am proud to have been part of a group that challenged the injustices taking place in my country.\u00a0 I would do it all over again if my older, less energetic and less strong body would cooperate.\u00a0 My heart remains convicted for the needs of the people.<\/p>\n

I\u2019ve been in relationships with several women and have three daughters, one son, and five grandchildren.\u00a0 Sad personal events in my life are watching two of my teenage children become pregnant and then one losing the one-month old daughter, my granddaughter.\u00a0 This just happened recently.\u00a0 Currently I live with my parents but would not discount living with another woman at some future point.<\/p>\n

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I am not necessarily hopeful that the new President of El Salvador will be able to make the structural changes in the country\u2019s economy that need to change.\u00a0 I see it as a problem of capitalism.\u00a0 El Salvador is too rigid and poverty is as deep as ever.\u00a0 True social change to me means that everyone in the country would have a house, ample food, health care, education, and all their basic needs satisfied.<\/p>\n

Editor\u2019s Note:\u00a0 When Roberto was asked how he felt the U.S. could be helpful to the Salvadorans, he responded: \u201cI feel the citizens of the U.S. should accompany the Salvadorans during the time of reconstructive tasks.\u00a0 I believe the American people are a great people.\u00a0 I am, however, opposed to the U.S. foreign policy.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

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