St. Fabiola: An art exhibit reminds a Cuban exile how she learned to appreciate her name.
Tagged: Cuba, Cuban, latina, teacher
It was lonely and burdensome to be named Fabiola in 1970s Miami. Teachers stumbled every morning when they came to my name during roll call. Friends nicknamed me after a detergent, and I, a Cuban child with the wounds of loss and exile still fresh, didn’t get the joke.
Although I’m alone this misty morning in a dimly lit, mahogany-paneled wing of the Hispanic Society of America, I am anything but lonely surrounded by 286 images of a woman named Fabiola, the original Fabiola.”*
*From: www.miamiherald.com
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