#15 Children’s Camp of the Ministry of Public Instruction, 203 Cuarte Street, Valencia, The Reds are so good! now says the bishop of Teruel. Rafael Martinez, age 13, 1-14-38

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Children’s Camp of the Ministry of Public Instruction, 203 Cuarte Street, Valencia, The Reds are so good! now says the bishop of Teruel. Rafael Martinez, age 13, 1-14-38

Penciled at the top of the page, the childlike handwriting identifies a “Children’s Camp of the Ministry of Public Instruction” at 203 Cuarte Street in Valencia, anchoring this drawing in the everyday bureaucracy of wartime Spain. Across the sky, small aircraft and scattered marks suggest bombardment and alarm, while the hilly landscape and distant buildings create a stage where politics, religion, and conflict collide. The simple, confident lines feel like both a lesson and a testimony—what a young observer chose to remember, and how he chose to tell it.

At center stands a bishop, mitre and crozier unmistakable, flanked by two armed figures who face outward as if guarding or confronting. The juxtaposition is sharp: ecclesiastical authority placed amid weapons and warplanes, with a town on the horizon and a church-like silhouette reinforcing the religious theme. Even without elaborate detail, the composition reads as propaganda-inflected commentary, a schoolchild’s condensed version of the Spanish Civil War’s competing loyalties and public symbols.

Written beneath the scene in Spanish—“¡Que buenos son los Rojos! Dice ahora el obispo de Teruel”—the caption delivers an ironic punch, turning the bishop into a mouthpiece for a political reversal. The signature and note “Rafael Martínez, 13 años” with the date “14-1-38” personalize the artifact, reminding us that children at official camps were not only being sheltered and educated but also absorbing, repeating, and reshaping the slogans around them. For readers searching Spanish Civil War art, children’s propaganda drawings, or Valencia’s wartime educational institutions, this piece offers a vivid glimpse of ideology filtered through a thirteen-year-old’s hand.