Who is Dayani Cristal?

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The Migrant's Prayer.

The journey towards you, Lord, is life.

To set off...

is to die a little.

To arrive is never to arrive

until one is at rest with you.

You, Lord, experienced migration.

You brought it upon all men

who know what it is to live...

who seek safe passage

to the gates of heaven.

You drove Abraham from his land,

father of all believers.

You shall remember

the paths leading to you...

the prophets and apostles.

You yourself became

a migrant from heaven to earth.

Yohan? Is Yohan here?

Yes.

Someone wants you outside.

I'm coming.

I want you to keep down.

You all know the code word?

What is this about a code word?

Juan?

It's Juan, because he's the one

who pays for the land round here.

It's just so we don't have any

problems with drug smugglers.

- They're up over there.

- There's one.

- What? Border Patrol?

- Yes, over there.

We're coming up to the border.

Grab your water and be ready.

You're going to walk a lot,

if you fall behind...

there'll be no one there to help.

Get your water secure...

keep your bag close to you

and put anything shiny away.

We're here now.

Can you all see that ladder?

That's what you have to climb.

Now give it your best shot.

Hurry! Come on, faster!

Quickly. Go over there to climb up.

Climb up there quick.

In life, he was considered invisible...

an illegal.

Now in death...

he is a mystery to be solved.

The Mexican Consulate, good afternoon.

May I ask who's calling?

The Mexican Consulate, Gerado

speaking. May I ask who's calling?

A body has been found in the desert.

Was your brother born in 1991?

It's true, there are many

unidentified bodies here...

but none match

any of the clothes you've described.

Very well, sir. Thank you very much

for telling us that you found him.

The only thing they found

was a little prayer book.

- And the name on the tattoo?

- Dayani and Cristal.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

Today, children, we are going

to learn where our country is.

- What country do we live in?

- Honduras.

- And Honduras is located in Central-

- America.

America.

What province do we live in?

Francisco Morazan.

And what is the name of our village?

El Escanito.

He first said that he was leaving

to give me a better life.

He felt he hadn't given

anything to the children.

That's why he decided to go.

My mother has always sold chicken.

She's had this shop for about ten years.

I knew who he was...

but he didn't catch my eye.

He used to come here

supposedly to buy chicken...

because I was the one selling.

He went to see my sister-in-law...

and told her that he liked me.

You know how it is.

He asked me how old I was...

and if I had a boyfriend.

I said no, I didn't.

His excuse was that

he was buying chicken...

or drinks which my mother also sold.

He would just sit there.

I was helping my mother so he had

an excuse to come and watch me.

That's how it all started.

One way or another you have to survive.

That's how it is.

Who knows what country

borders the north of Honduras?

Guatemala.

He was a husband and a father

with young children.

He left on the seventh of June,

we know that.

They found him

on the third of August...

3,200 kilometers from home.

It had taken him 58 days to get there.

Where are you going, man of little faith?

Where are you going

if there is no way out?

You'll say to him, I'm looking for God

I need him,

because I can't take it anymore

Pity me

Pity you

Pity on the world

I will never understand

the extent of the dangers he faced.

I can only try to retrace his steps...

and see where they take me.

Out of 58 days, it took him

only two at the most...

to reach the Mexican border...

at Tecun Uman.

Excuse me.

Are we near Tecun Uman yet?

- We're almost there.

- Really?

We're very close.

Are you going that way as well?

- Yes, we're headed north.

- Me too.

- You're going north as well?

- Yes.

- We can go together.

- And from there?

We might go through to Texas.

And what are you looking for there?

I'll see if I can get

some gardening work.

- Gardening?

- Yes, I know a lot about gardening.

We'll see if I get a job.

This is the oldest story,

the very first book.

The one that begins with an adventure.

In it we all play the main characters.

We carry our hopes

and virtues as our baggage...

whilst never forgetting

what we left behind...

always longing for the place

we came from.

We're going to reach

the promised land. -Yes.

We'll get caught, they'll send us back.

Then we'll try it all over again.

Exactly.

And they sometimes

let me play the part.

This is my little girl.

Ah, children.

- They're young.

- Yes, they are.

- Do you miss them?

- Yes.

- And your family?

- Yes, I miss my little girl.

"What is she doing now?"

When you phone her,

you say, "How's my little girl?"

And she says, "Daddy,

when are you coming back?"

Just like the song.

"When are you coming back?"

"Just a little while longer."

Do the rafts come often?

If they don't come,

we go in and wade across.

Walking?

My new friends take me

to the border of my country, Mexico.

They then explain how to cross it.

In this moment of holy glory...

the message, my friend and brother, is...

Christ values the sinner.

If anyone here is engaged in vice...

or, glory to God, brought down by sin...

it doesn't mean you are worthless.

God values you all.

As it is eternally written. In the name of

the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.

God bless you all.

This is the word of God,

as it is written.

How much is it?

- The toilets are free!

- Let's figure out a price, otherwise...

Come on, let's go.

There are no guards, no checkpoints.

You don't need a passport here.

Perhaps all borders should be like this.

I wonder if he crossed here...

on these rafts...

among friends.

Without a doubt...

the one thing we know about the man

with the Dayani Cristal tattoo...

is that he was not alone.

He would show up smiling.

When he wanted to borrow something...

I would see him come

through the door, smiling.

I knew he needed something

so I would start smiling too.

That was how he was, always smiling.

He was the same with children

as he was with adults.

His little girl meant a lot to him...

because she was his only daughter -

the other two were little boys.

Yohan was good at making friends.

He was the kind of person

who liked having lots of them.

He was humble and hardworking...

and he really liked having friends.

Every day he went to work with crops...

such as corn and beans.

We often came here with Yohan to cook.

His favorite thing

was to bring a chicken.

He was in charge of plucking it

and everyhing. I did the cooking.

After, we would go

to the thermal baths nearby.

We'd bathe there for a while.

In the evening when it got late,

we went home.

When he was little...

we didn't live together.

He grew up with his mother...

but he always visited me...

because I worked

in a small stall in Tegucigalpa.

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