A week dedicated to the International womens day part 2

The day after the emotionally exhausting but extremely important day of femicides, it was time for a manifestation and a march through Tegucigalpa. 
We gathered early in the morning outside of the National Agrarian Institute. There were women arriving from all directions of Honduras, the garifunas from the north, the lencas from the occident, the peasants and the women from the cities. The women peasant movement were having a manifestation outside of the institute, calling for the right to own their land and to cultivate their crops. They had brought different vegetables, machetes and were throwing corn grains, waiving their hats in the air. Their voices were full of determination and anger, demanding attention. 

After their manifestation was finished, we started walking towards the precidential house. We were around 400 persons participating in the march; mothers with their babies, old ladies, teenagers, husbands and brothers. We were shouting chants, waiving placards and holding banners, some were spraying demands and slogans on the walls. 
When we were getting close to the precidential house, outside of the Marriot hotel the police and the army had put up fences and were standing behind them all geared up, shutting off the way to the house. They had decided that we were not going to get to the precidential house. We gathered around the fence, protesting and trying to convince them to let us pass. But they didn't cave into our demands. I know that it is a bit risky being a foreign person in that kind of situation. Confrontations with the police and the army can many times end up in violent situations and I was afraid they would take posession of my camera. But this time, they kept calm, although taking pictures right back at us with their iphones. We then decided to continue walking towards the end goal, the Public Ministery. 

It was at least 35 degrees in the shadow and the sun burned ruthlessly, I felt like I was going to get sunstruck. We walked and walked chanting and shouting until we finally arrived at the Ministery. There the feminist witches started making a potion and performed some witchcraft on the members of the government. A lenca woman also sang and played the guitarr and there were speaches held towards the government. After this, the demonstration was over and we returned to the office. This was a great experience, seeing all the women marching together raising their voices against the injustices. It was extra great to know that women all around the world were doing the same thing that day. We also had a good amount of newspapers and other media covering our march.