After the fall of the Berlin Wall, an Argentine journalist dances tango to celebrate.
“I was lucky enough to be present in that moment, that unforgettable night that changed Germany forever” Jorge Hoeing, an Argentine journalist, said when he remembered his work as a correspondent during the fall of the Berlin wall, the night of November 9, 1989.
Today, thirty years after that, he remembered the last great explosion that was heard in Berlin, but this time, he was filled with joy. One that started around 11PM, when the gates begun to open and East Berlin people could get to meet with their families, friends and memories that had been lost for 30 years, between dust and spiderwebs. The 3 and a half metres tall that once served as an oppression for freedom were now used as a stage by thousands of Germans to sing and watch what had become of the other side.
The fall of the Berlin wall. The news impacted the whole world, international journalists, as Jorge Hoeing, filled the journal ́s rooms to send the news to their home countries. It was the end of an era and the world needed to know. For many years, and through different generations, the Germans from both sides understood that proximity doesn ́t imply togetherness and that being far apart does not equal separation.
The finalization of the 120 kilometres wall was celebrated with happiness and with a big scream full of layers: ones of joy, because the wall was down, and ones of sorrow for what had been lost. Surrounded by celebrations and joy, our protagonist, Jorge, who reported everything that was happening to the Argentine news, came across an acquainted German couple. They hugged each other for a long time, then handed him a beer and invited him to celebrate with them so that he could leave his Argentinian stamp on the event.
“What can I do?”, Jorge asked himself.
He came up with an answer immediately. He took the German woman that was alongside his friend, he embraced her in a milonga position and he started to sing “Adiós, muchachos” in the middle of the messy surroundings. A tango was born in the iconic German death zone.
“We felt the urge to dance in the death zone, even though we knew the possibility of a mine nearby might still explode” the journalist confessed shortly after. The German lady didn ́t know what he was doing, as one would expect. It was the first time that she danced a tango. On the other hand, Jorge closed his eyes and imagined a milonga. Meanwhile, Berlin celebrated a new Germany by dancing a tango.