Un niño de diez años llega solo a Barcelona, donde trabaja su madre. Pero ha habido una confusión. Pasan los días y no la encuentra. De pronto comprende que no tiene más hogar que un banco en una plaza. La vida en una aldea de los Andes y el ritmo de una ciudad europea, las esperanzas de un niño y la dureza de la calle, la amabilidad y la distancia, el miedo y la fiesta impregnan las páginas de este relato. Un homenaje a las muchas historias ocultas de la inmigración y una invitación a reflexionar sobre la acogida.
A ten-year-old boy arrives alone in Barcelona, where his mother works. But there has been a confusion. Days go by and he can't find her. He suddenly understands that she has no more home than a bank in a square. Life in a village in the Andes and the rhythm of a European city, the hopes of a child and the harshness of the street, kindness and distance, fear and partying permeate the pages of this story. A tribute to the many hidden stories of immigration and an invitation to reflect on reception.
A ten-year-old boy arrives alone in Barcelona, where his mother works. But there has been a confusion. Days go by and he can't find her. He suddenly understands that she has no more home than a bank in a square. Life in a village in the Andes and the rhythm of a European city, the hopes of a child and the harshness of the street, kindness and distance, fear and partying permeate the pages of this story. A tribute to the many hidden stories of immigration and an invitation to reflect on reception.
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