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Those were my very words.’įor days the three of them crept cautiously about, sucking on sugar cane for nourishment.

yate granma

He should not risk falling into the hands of the soldiers. Goodness knew where the others were, Sanchez said, and ‘after all, if there was one person about whom to be anxious it was he, who would lead the revolution and who would overthrow Batista. Universo Sanchez afterwards recalled that Fidel wanted to look for other survivors and regroup, but Sanchez and Perez persuaded him to stay put for the moment. Some were killed, some were captured and taken off to jail, some escaped to local towns and abandoned the enterprise altogether, and some found places to hide.įidel Castro and one of his companions, Universo Sanchez, found themselves alone, but were joined by a young medical student called Faustino Perez, who had been tending the wounded. At 4pm troops and planes, tipped off by a peasant, found the invaders and attacked. Getting directions from local peasants, and with blistered feet from their ill-fitting boots, they moved inland to a place called Alegria de Pio where they stopped to rest in a brake of sugar cane, but failed to post sentries properly. In fact all the invaders had struggled ashore, but some got lost and it took time for them to rejoin. The invasion could hardly have got off to a worse start and a report from United Press International in Havana gave out that the Cuban navy and airforce had killed Fidel himself, his brother Raul and thirty-eight of their companions. A Cuban patrol boat came up and fired at the Granma and spotter planes were flying overhead. The invaders had to wade ashore, holding their rifles above their heads. It was December 2nd when Granma ran aground on Cuba’s marshy south-western coast, south of Niquero. A pre-planned rising in their support in Santiago de Cuba consequently proved premature and was easily suppressed. They intended to arrive on the 30th, but were delayed by the weather conditions, the inadequacy of the ship’s engine and the fact that one of them managed to fall overboard one night and had to be lengthily searched for. They had to keep baling, many were seasick, they were all soaking wet and their food ran out. Granma normally slept eight and the men had to take turns sitting down and standing up while the vessel laboured unsteadily through rough seas to the Cuban coast. The revolutionaries left Tuxpan in the early hours of November 25th in pelting rain. When the moment for departure came, the weather was abominable, but Castro thought that General Batista’s regime in Cuba, to which the plan for the invasion had been betrayed, would not expect a crossing in such conditions. Eighty-two men had spent a week squashed into a battered 21-metre yacht called the Granma, which Fidel Castro had bought in Tuxpan on the Mexican coast. It was less an invasion than a shipwreck, as one of the participants remarked.











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