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Out of Captivity : Surviving 1,967 Days in the Colombian Jungle

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188 OUT OF CAPTIVITYdoor and a t<strong>in</strong>y cutout <strong>in</strong> one wall. When Ingrid compla<strong>in</strong>ed about<strong>the</strong> fact that it was so dark and dismal <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> hooch, <strong>the</strong> FARC cameout with cha<strong>in</strong> saws. I th<strong>in</strong>k <strong>the</strong>y thought <strong>the</strong>y were do<strong>in</strong>g this to spiteher, but it turned out to be great for us all. They cut out an enormouspicture w<strong>in</strong>dow <strong>in</strong> one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> walls. We enjoyed <strong>the</strong> extra light and air.If Ingrid’s political party was <strong>the</strong> Oxygen Green Party, <strong>the</strong>n I at leastsupported one plank <strong>in</strong> its platform.In <strong>the</strong> end, those first weeks at Camp Caribe taught us that we all hadto be quick on our feet. On any given day, you didn’t know what side<strong>of</strong> someone was go<strong>in</strong>g to come out—conciliatory, friendly, two-faced,political, or just pla<strong>in</strong> nasty. I guess it’s true whenever you have a group<strong>of</strong> people toge<strong>the</strong>r. Allegiances are go<strong>in</strong>g to be formed, friendshipstested, decisions made and sometimes regretted. Mostly, though, judgmentswere formed, and while <strong>the</strong>y weren’t cut <strong>in</strong> stone and impressionsaltered, I kept com<strong>in</strong>g back to what my mom had told me. I wasa long way from home, but <strong>the</strong> same rules still applied.TOMI wasn’t immune from <strong>the</strong> bicker<strong>in</strong>g, and I saw some <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> unfairnessthat was go<strong>in</strong>g on. We each have our own l<strong>in</strong>es and our own tolerancesfor people and circumstances. I responded when I had felt a l<strong>in</strong>e hadbeen crossed. I’d hoped to f<strong>in</strong>d <strong>in</strong>telligent, good-hearted, and communicativepeople at Caribe and for <strong>the</strong> most part that’s what I’d found.If we could have stepped back and looked at th<strong>in</strong>gs from <strong>the</strong> perspective<strong>of</strong> “are you better <strong>of</strong>f today than you were before?,” I th<strong>in</strong>k that wemight have been able to get along better.So what if <strong>the</strong> manual-flush toilet system <strong>the</strong> FARC had improvised—you had to pour a bucket <strong>of</strong> water <strong>in</strong>to <strong>the</strong> porcela<strong>in</strong> bowl—<strong>of</strong>tenclogged? That was still better than hav<strong>in</strong>g to squat <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> bush. So whatif Ingrid or someone else hogged <strong>the</strong> space where we could keep ourtoiletries? I was just grateful we were at least able to take showers—cold,muddy showers, but at least we were able to stand on boards <strong>in</strong>stead <strong>of</strong>

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