It was February 5, 1913, when my Contramaestre town was founded, a small town then, a city today.
This town in the east of Cuba, under the gait of merchants, the noise of trains announcing development, coffee, sugar and corn, opened its horizons to splendor.
Those 22 blocks, baptized as Contramaestre, grew and its arteries appeared adorned with modern houses, hotels, bars and important shopping centers.
Commercial activity accelerated with the arrival of the Central Highway and brought the construction of large warehouses. The reputation of Contramaestre spread throughout the island. His children grew up; many with concerns that would lead them to write unforgettable pages of Cuba’s history.
My Contramaestre and Fidel
My town adorned itself in luxury with the occasional presence of the illustrious student of the 40’s, the young Fidel Castro, who in December 1958 would return in the costume of Commander to fight the important Maffo Battle.
My Contramaestre continues triumphant, by the side of the victorious Revolution promised by Martí and made a reality by Fidel. Today, we, the sons of this city, continue the imperishable legacy we hold in our hands, and together we shout: “It would be better to sink in the sea, rather than betray the glory we have lived.”