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Mentiras que uno se da cuenta del choque; mentiras que se llora. They were returning home from school. Frida remembered the accident as follows: « A little while after boarding the bus, the collision began.
Before that we had taken another bus, but since I had lost a little parasol, we got off to look for it. That was how we got on the bus that broke me. The accident took place on a corner in front of the San Lucas market, exactly in front. The streetcar went slowly, but our bus driver was a very nervous young man.
When the trolley car went around the corner the bus was pushed against the wall. I was an intelligent young girl, but impractical, in spite of all the freedom I had won. Perhaps for this reason, I did not assess the situation nor did I guess the kind of wounds I had. The first thing I thought of was a balero [a Mexican toy] with pretty colors, which I had bought that day and carrying with me.
I tried to look for it, thinking that what had happened would not have major consequences. It is a lie that one is aware of the crash, a lie that one cries. There were no tears in me. The crash bounced us forward and a handrail went right through me, the way a sword pierces a bull.
A man saw me having a tremendous hemorrhage. He carried me and put me on a billiard table until the Red Cross came for me. The painting shows a barefoot indigenous woman, a worker, a middle-class gentleman, and a young woman who might well be Frida herself.