Berta Caceres at the 8th of March Women´s demonstration in 2013. Credit: Daysi Flores/JASS
I spoke to Berta Cáceres the day she was murdered. I never imagined that later this year I would be in a demonstration along with almost a thousand women in Honduras asking for justice for her murder.
That day we had been talking about a workshop we were doing together on collective healing and power. The last thing she said to me was, “Take care, compita.” She called some of us compita or compa, short for compañera, a political term we use for a friend in the struggle. She didn’t care who you worked for or where you came from. When she said, “This is a compa, compa,” it meant, “This person is one of us, an ally.”
