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Che Guevara. Fight with your Heart
A hearty meal
SANTA CLARA, Mausoleum of Che Guevara. 1967
They hunted me down like an animal in Bolivia...
The operation was led by F�lix Rodr�guez, a CIA agent who had infiltrated Cuba. In the first days of October, I didn't know where to go.
I had no food and no way out. I took refuge in a ravine where I was soon surrounded by military forces. Here I was captured by the Bolivian army, along with other guerrillas,
in the Quebrada del Yuro, a few kilometres from the village of La Higuera. They shot me in the kneecaps and I was forced to surrender... I was unarmed and I remember saying: "Don't shoot! I am Che Guevara! I can be more useful to you alive than dead.
The head of the Bolivian executive, Ren� Barrientos, as soon as he was informed of my capture, ordered my killing and issued a communiqu� stating that I had died in combat... Nothing could be more cowardly and untrue! They locked me up in a small room in the village school where I spent the night in agony. I asked for something to eat, as I would have liked to die on a full stomach,
so they brought me a plate of mutton with potatoes, which I completely devoured. They did not wait, fortunately... I was killed early the next afternoon, on 9 October 1967. They chose at random, among some volunteers, to kill me. Mario Ter�n, an army sergeant, was the lucky one... I shouted a farewell to the people I loved. I was Che, but I was still a man. There was no reason to tremble.
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