Jesús Jovany Rodríguez Tlatempa

Yo, Jan Nimmo, Glasgow, Escocia, quiero saber dónde está Jesús Jovany Rodriguez Tlatempa. Digital Collage: © Jan Nimmo

Yo, Jan Nimmo, Glasgow, Escocia, quiero saber dónde está Jesús Jovany Rodriguez Tlatempa. Digital Collage: © Jan Nimmo

21 year old Jesús Jovany Rodríguez Tlatempa is from Tixtla and is nicknamed “el Churro” by his fellow students at the Normailsta teacher training school “Raul Isidro Burgos” in Ayotzinapa, Guerrero, Mexico. His is the oldest of a family of four and is a father figure for his one year old niece, whose mother is a single parent. He was studying at the Normailsta school to become a teacher because he loves working with children. Those who know Jesús describe him as quiet, caring and faithful.  He is also someone who finds violence against women absolutely abhorrent.

I imagine that Jesús probably likes modern music but I have chosen the lyrics of a traditional son from the Tixtla area called La Martiniana for this collage. The gist of this song is that the one left behind should not mourn the singer’s passing – tears would mean that he would surely die but if he were to be sung the beautiful sones of the Isthmus then he would never die and live forever.

We now know that fellow student, Alexander Venacio Mora was murdered but I’m hoping with all my might that Jesús and the other 41 students forcibly disappeared on the 26th of September  2014 in Iguala are still alive. Whatever the outcome of these tragic events, they will always be remembered. I live on the other side of the world but know when I hum a son istmeño I will be remembering 43 young Guerrense men, with a lump in my throat.

La Martiniana

Niña cuando me muera,

No llores sobre mi tumba,

Cántame un lindo son, ay mamá!

Cántame La Sandunga.

No me llores, no, no me llores, no,

Porque si lloras, me muero,

En cambio si tu me cantas,

yo siempre vivo y nunca muero.

En cambio si tu me cantas yo siempre vivo y nunca muero.

Lucero de la mañana,

El rey de todos los sones,

Cántame la martiniana, ay mamá!

Que rompe los corazones.

No me llores, no, no me llores no.

Porque si lloras, yo muero

En cambio si tú me cantas yo siempre vivo y nunca muero.

Si quieres que no te olvide,

Si quieres que te recuerde,

Cántame sones istmeños, mamá

Música que no muere.

No me llores, no, no me llores no.

Porque si lloras, yo muero

En cambio si tú me cantas yo siempre vivo y nunca muero.

Sung by Son Istmeño

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