Holding Onto the Straws of Our Heritage: In the Rift of Indigeneity and Mestizaje
Anahi OtavaloPublicado el: 10 de marzo de 2026
The Andean breeze courses through the little villages and lush green mountains of the Cayambe canton in the high mountains of Ecuador. My family comes from the surrounding villages (even if my last name evokes another Ecuadorean town). I grew up in Olmedo for the first few years of my life, before moving to the city. Yet in the middle of so much life— flowers, trees, rivers, ganado—one thing has been certain: the native language is dying.