As A Little Girl Growing Up In Colombia

To describe what it was like as a little girl growing up in Colombia is to describe a childhood lived in high definition. It is a sensory explosion—a kaleidoscope of emerald mountains, the rhythmic pulse of cumbia, and the scent of ripening guava and woodsmoke.

On Saturdays, my abuela would turn on the radio to Caracol while she shelled habas (fava beans) into a chipped ceramic bowl. I would sit at her feet, my small fingers trying to mimic her speed, and listen to the vallenato accordion weep about lost loves and wayward mules. “This,” she’d say, tapping her temple, “is the map of our soul. Never forget the rhythm.” as a little girl growing up in colombia

This guide outlines the traditions, milestones, and daily realities that shape the experience of growing up female in Colombia. To describe what it was like as a