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PB Post, Train Jumping, Page 5
PB Post, Train Jumping, Page 5
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TENOSIQUE, MEXICO
A Central American woman gets help leaping aboard a cargo train heading north. Nobody knows exactly how many train jumpers attempt the journey, but on any given day in this small town in southern Mexico, hundreds of migrants line the tracks.
1,500 to miles to go. In Arriaga, the church shelter logbook tells the story. Bleary-eyed staffers stay up all night, recording the details of the migration names, ages, destinations and hometowns, as well as a long list of the difficulties migrants suffer along the way: robberies, rapes, electrocutions and extortion. Last year, 3,000 people stayed a night or two at the shelter, and this year, the staff expects twice that. We dont even have time to put in all the names, the town priest says. A story has circulated about a 3-year-old girl who fell from the tracks and broke her arm. But where? The father has gone looking for people with little success, says shelter worker Elias Clemente. Other times, people die, and the bodies just stay where they fell. Nobody comes. Outside, the pink light fades, and Jose Luis Gonzalez, a Jesuit priest visiting from Guatemala, takes off his Florida baseball cap. This migration, he says, is such a grave situation. In my parish, in a community of 100 families,
we have only three men left. Three! All the others have all gone north. And now, the women and children are going, too. It is not hard to find absurd examples of the migration. Take the middle-aged woman going north to buy her sick mother medicine. Her feet are bloody, her toes have turned black, and she is wearing her very best outfit, a cheap, brown skirt. How will she jump in that? I have no choice, she says. My coyote stole my jeans. She cuts a memorable figure, but not as memorable, perhaps, as the one-legged man headed north to buy an artificial leg to replace the one he lost when he came the first time. Is this crazy? Yes. The silent border, they call this southern frontier, a lovely misnomer. Because when a man falls, the whole town hears the screams. The journey continues >
TENOSIQUE, MEXICO
Oscar Ortiz, 20, botched his jump in Tabasco state and was rescued by Grupo Beta, the humanitarian branch of Mexican immigration. Doctors treated Ortiz, from Honduras, at Tenosique General Hospital, where doctors write up their reports on typewriters.