"Sometimes we feel that what we do is just a drop in the sea, but the sea would be less if it lacked a drop. Maria Teresa of Calcutta ». The quote, written on the back of a sugar cane thrown on the top of the Cerro de la Corona de Totalán, can describe the feeling of the one who probably threw it into the cafe to endure the endless hours of rescue of the little Julen Roselló. It did not help, I would think. But the work of civil engineering that had to be done in just ten days would have been impossible to carry out without the contribution of each grain of sand, each "drop in the sea" of people who, in one way or another, brought the shoulder those days of madness. It has already been almost a month and a half since then and now, a sepulchral silence overwhelms as soon as you set foot on top of that hill.
That sugar sachet, an earplug, traces of security tape and a white plastic chair is all that remains there. In the background, the two wells: through which the little one fell and the one that was built for his rescue. There is no more in that esplanade in which they converted (converted) the damned mountain that swallowed the child a bad January 13 and had Spain in a state of vigil, with a shrunken heart, waiting for a miracle that never came.
It would seem that in Totalán, that small town of 700 inhabitants that nobody put on the map until then, the calm has come that happens after the storm. Those days, about 300 journalists invaded this place in the region of Malaga's Axarquía, to the disgrace of their neighbors, who saw their routines altered. In the Up and Down bar they put up to 300 daily coffees. Rosa Castillo, the owner, narrows her eyes just to remember it. "If we are usually two attending, I got six people for hours. Puchero, wild plate, any spoon dish is what was served the most … those days it was very cold. And sandwiches. Hundreds of sandwiches ». The conversation in the bar returns to the same course as last month: "But how did you take the child to a site under construction? That farm is no longer bought by anyone in the village, to see what they do with it. It would cost two euros a meter if there is an olive tree but that is no longer sold, "says a parishioner. «Did not the City Council want to expropriate it to make a park there? I heard that, "says another. Indeed, it was said that they were going to do in the place a kind of tribute to the little Julen or the rescue team, which received a mention this week on the Day of Andalusia. The measure was criticized by opportunists and because the place is far from the town, although the mayor denies that it was something like that. "That was misinterpreted or wanted to misinterpret, so I do not want to talk to the media: everything has been used politically and I have left very unfortunate of all this," says Miguel Angel Escaño. «There, what I had foreseen was a project for four years to give value to the Dolmen and the time has come to execute it». However, the change in the orography of the site due to rescue works (85,000 tons of earth were moved) would now leave the project in neutral. Precisely the discoverer of these archaeological remains climbed last Friday to the "ground zero", located just a few meters from the Dolmen. His name is Miguel López and he was the history teacher of the town school. It was in 1995 when he spoke to 11-year-old children about the megalithic monuments when a kid told him: "Well, there are three stones stuck on top that nobody can take them out of." They went there and discovered that it was before an archaeological discovery: when the professionals began to work there they took out a dozen corpses from 8 to 45 years old and ceramics from 4,000 years ago. C. "It's a pity they left him abandoned," he laments, as he poses with his wife at the well.
Flowers for Julen
They are not the only ones. Many have already gone up to the "ground zero" to browse, to see up close that really tiny tube that can be surrounded with both hands that slipped the child and to pray there a prayer for his soul. Above this well, sealed as it always should have been, someone has posed some small wild flowers. Very close, the large well built for the occasion and that so many problems of "encamisado" gave. From one to another, five steps. Just four meters away, the miners of the Hunosa Mining Rescue, who stung that quartzite, must have been made eternal and, literally, hard. And it is that, as they said in his day, it was the mountain that marked the times of the rescue that culminated the dawn of January 26. It is true that in Totalán, they suffered especially the case of Julen. As the mayor acknowledges, "nobody here has stayed the same as he was" because the physical and emotional slumps that come after days of so much stress have been translated, for many, into anxiety. "We all did what we could, which was little: give a broth, give a roof … And what will you do? We could not go down there for the kid, but we would have done it ", says the neighbor of Casa Ángela, the plot that Ángela and Rafael gave to the boy's family. "We brought them coffee, red caldillo, light things because they could not barely eat," he explains. "The positive thing is that now the children are very careful in the countryside but the trauma that we all have in brutal," explains a neighbor.
Those who can not forget it, above all, are two people: José and Vicky, the child's parents. They stopped the clock and almost life that fateful noon in which they dared to go to make a paella to the farm of "Moe", as they call David Serrano, owner of the land and whose last line of defense has fallen Regular among your neighbors. Serrano's lawyer has presented a report in which the result of the autopsy is compatible with the injuries that the rescue shovel of the firemen could cause in the head of the child during the first hours, when the checks were made on the stopper. «To thank them have now gone to blame the Firemen? That has no name, "says one close to the father.
In the neighborhood of El Palo, in the capital city of Málaga, they say that José tries to be more whole. He works sporadically at a friend's beach bar and plays soccer on Friday afternoons in the neighborhood of Jarazmín. They even took him last Wednesday to see the semifinals of the King's Cup at the Bernabéu. The one that is worse, they say, is Vicky. That mother who has lost her two children goes every morning to the cemetery to be with her children. "I did it before with Oliver, now with more reason," explains his aunt, who lives next to the family home, where they have not wanted to return. "They are now in a flat near Villafuerte Street, they are both close together with their grief," he says. The worst, Vicky has stopped talking to her mother because she went to talk to TV and did not like it. "Oh … with what they already have over and angry," his uncle laments, as the dog approaches to smell: "Look, even the animals miss him. Oh my little one ».