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Juan Pablo Fernández García

December 24, 1971 - December 4, 2020

Juan Pablo, our teacher of life, our friend. We remember you with love and tenderness. || Juan Pablo, nuestro maestro de vida, nuestro amigo. Te recordamos con amor y ternura.

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  • 2023-01-13 17:03:06 View / Comment (0)
    Laura Buitrago

    Laura Buitrago

    Laura Buitrago

    Juan, hoy me levanté pensando en usted. Su mente inquieta y reflexiva, proponiendo conversaciones a veces duras de sostener, siempre será algo que me haga recordarlo vividamente. A veces pienso que este mundo hostil no estaba diseñado para grandes mentes como las suyas. Pero prefiero quedarme con el pensamiento que hoy está en un mejor lugar... que ha encontrado la tranquilidad que tanto añoraba. Nos quedó pendiente una última charla, un último café, una última reflexión. Nunca olvidaré cuando me preguntó sobre el Dios en el que creo. Después de mucho, nos encontramos en la generalidad de la idea de un Dios bondadoso, amoroso y rebelde. Espero que en este camino lo haya encontrado. Cuando lo vuelva a ver dele mis saludes. Mientras, aqui lo seguiremos extrañando. Abrazos amigo!

  • 2020-12-27 19:01:08 View / Comment (0)
    Maria Wagner

    Maria Wagner

    Maria Wagner

    El profe. Yo nunca te llamé así, pero sí te recordaré como tal, ya que me diste las lecciones de vida más importantes incluso después de tu deceso físico. Me enseñaste que - aunque a veces no seamos capaces de ver o sentirla, y nos sentimos soles e isolades - la comunidad ISSeña está ahí, pendiente de nosotres con mucho amor y dedicación. Me enseñaste que no puedo olvidarme de las prioridades verdaderas de la vida, incluyendo cuidar bien de las amistades. Me enseñaste - a mí y a mucha otra gente - que para conectarnos verdaderamente, para permitir que otra gente nos pueda entender y ayudar, tenemos que ser valientes y bajar nuestras máscaras de 'fuerza' y 'bienestar' y dejar que otra gente pueda ver nuestras luchas y vulnerabilidades. Me enseñaste que tenemos que cuidarnos muy bien - y más en estos tiempos difíciles. Cada una a si misma y el uno al otro. Me enseñaste que tenemos que aprender a preguntar cómo está alguien verdaderamente, y saber escuchar. Gracias, profe. Espero que ya no tengas que luchar más, y que vayas encontrando lo que siempre estabas buscando - la felicidad.

  • 2020-12-24 18:08:46 View / Comment (0)

    Catalina Salazar

    Desde el día que nuestras miradas se toparon, supe que a ti pertenecía. Y cuando nuestras almas se encontraron entendí que por siempre unidas estarían...

  • 2020-12-24 18:05:08 View / Comment (0)

    Catalina Salazar

    Lluvia de estrellas eres y tu sonrisa, centellas de arcoíris...

  • 2020-12-24 18:07:38 View / Comment (0)

    Catalina Salazar

    El poder de tu amor continúa vivo... Tu preciado legado permanece intacto. Tu presencia respira en cada latido del universo y habitará por siempre en mí. Que tu vuelo alcance el infinito que siempre vislumbramos...

  • 2020-12-17 17:00:19 View / Comment (0)
    Bruno Spadotto

    Bruno Spadotto

    Bruno Spadotto

    My dear comrade Juan Pablo, With sadness I knew about your disincarnation. I remember the good conversations we had at Butterfly Bar at ISS and other moments around The Hague. The subjects were always divided between politics, love and the inconstancies of life. When the subject was politics, I remember that we didn't always agree or, many times, I couldn't understand your arguments, but it was always pleasant to see you and talk to you. You were always willing to have at least a welcoming smile and I felt very good to see you and talk to you, always. It is a pity that you have left us. I hope that you will now find some peace, rest, understand what happened and return to a new enlightened life. I am meditating and praying for good energy find you well, my comrade!

  • 2020-12-17 11:36:48 View / Comment (0)
    Daniela Calmon

    Daniela Calmon

    Daniela Calmon

    Dear Juan Pablo, I took this picture of you and Hassan in April of 2018. Hassan and I were planning to go see the first signs of spring at Clingendael: the fresh daisies, the baby lambs, color and sound coming back to the land. We bumped into you on the way there and you readily agreed to join us. I remember you like that: always ready for an adventure, always ready to enjoy the company of others, to appreciate the truly meaningful things of life. You were passionate yet gentle; eager to share but also eager to listen; very curious of the wider world, but also internally contemplative. At times I didn't understand you and that scared me - I wish I perhaps had just enjoyed you more as you were. As we all were that day, without pretensions. The baby lambs were still so small and could barely walk on their own. Hassan was making the two of us laugh telling stories of goats in Pakistan jumping around and being a nightmare to herd. We were mostly just quiet and happy to bathe in the sun. I sent this picture to Yenny that day and she said "Two of my beloved people". You were, indeed, beloved by so many. Thanks for having shared this earth with us... I hope you can now rest well.

  • 2020-12-17 03:42:09 View / Comment (0)
    Intan Defrina

    Intan Defrina

    Intan Defrina

    Hey there, buddy. People always say that first impression will last forever, and that was I exactly felt to you. I was a late student coming to The Hague, and first day I came to campus and visited the library, you were there sitting next to me. We introduced each other, turned out we were at same ECD major. You were the economic professor, I was economic noob, still didn't know why I chose ECD program with my irrelevant background. But hey yes, as philosophical as you were, you were telling me your stories, about some good books to read as newbie, macroeconomics, Keynesian and stuff like that. It was a great conversation while I was trying to create EUR account and tried million times until I succeed to log in. You told me a bit about your hometown and family, yet apologize, nothing I remembered about it. Yet, buddy, I will always remember you as a nice humble person, my first encounter in The Hague when I was even being stranger to myself in a far away land. I am so saddened by the news. We might not that close along the way since I changed major to GDP just after 2 weeks reading Keynesian books that you recommended. But my dear friend, in my mind and heart, you will always be remembered. Rest in peace, Juan Pablo. You will be deeply missed.

  • 2020-12-17 02:22:58 View / Comment (0)
    Aditya Made

    Aditya Made

    Aditya Made

    Dear Juan Pablo, I will see you in Guatavita. High in the Andes, you told me. At the silent parks in The Hague. I will meet you by the Hofvijver. We will talk about your passion and dreams. About teaching history. About gardening and helping children with autism. I will see you at the little bar in Oude Molstraat. At the Chicken Church you wished to visit. Or on the other side. Where we, once again, will have tea and cookies. Love and light, Adit

  • 2020-12-16 19:20:27 View / Comment (0)
    Wigke Capri

    Wigke Capri

    Wigke Capri

    Dear Juan Pablo, On Saturday, I learned you found your Peace. Early morning at 4 AM I scrolled Facebook. I read saddening news about you. Thanks to Danilo and Carolyn for sharing the news and make a call. On Saturday, I learned you found Love. You, one of the kindest who always giving your hand to others. Someone I could rely on when I could not bear silly regression and stupid boxplot. Do you remember that was a time in front of an elevator, a stupid student ranted: "I feel stupid cause I don't understand a simple box plot and regression." And there was someone that I don't remember saying: " Ahh...Juan Pablo, Professor! Juan Pablo will help you!" You smiled and came over to me. But I was in doubt cause all I knew you were a philosophical person. I didn't remember you were an ECD student! Silly me...I can laugh about it now. "Really, you can help?" You looked at me and giggled a bit cause you might find it super silly and you said: "Do I look like I don't understand or I don't know about it?" And I said sorry for judging you by my brain. But you wisely replied: "That's okay...okay....I am flattered. Which part of regression or box plot you don't understand? Ahh...and one thing, don't over analysis it. It's just a machine who works for us". Oh, that was the last sentence you said I always remember. One of those moments I couldn't forget about your kindness! And make me wonder, how could someone have this kind of brain? And, damn you have it! Today I learned you Rest in Power. Remember we met many times around centrum? I learnt you found peace by walking all alone, like myself. One time we met at centrum, walked together but we didn't exchange a word. You said I looked happier, so we walked together and decided to take a beer in a bar. We exchanged words, but you're too smart. I barely understood what you were saying. But I kept on listening. Tomorrow, you fly to the Milky Way. And tonight, I am deeply grieved. I am in pain. But deep inside, I know you are pain-free. And that's all matters. Rest in Peace. Rest in Love. Rest in Power. Give my love to the stars and heavenly paradise up there. From a woman, you kept forgetting her name.

  • 2020-12-16 18:39:40 View / Comment (0)

    Maria Eugenia Bedoya

    Juan. You left a deep impression on all of us who understood your search for happiness. Rest in peace, my dear friend, as you have finally found peace and comfort. I will always remember our deep conversations, from the first time we met at your schoolmates' meeting. I will always miss our opposite intellectual stances that met at the end. I will always remember the summer of 2013 when you first visited the Netherlands to explore the possibility to join the ISS master's degree. This trip was epic. Your obsession with windows -expressed in your photographs- the concert of Manu Chau in Rotterdam, our visit to the Scheveningen Prison, the house museum in Dordrecht where we found marvelous forgotten paintings, our long walk through Amsterdam, and the discovery of this ancient importer of French cheeses. I want to remember you like that: full of dreams and plans for a better world.

  • 2020-12-16 15:30:31 View / Comment (0)
    Peiyao Liu

    Peiyao Liu

    Peiyao Liu

    Dear Juan Pa, How I wish, I had reached out to you before it was too late and told you how grateful I was to have had you as a friend. How I wish, I had shared with you what I was really going through and how I found light on the other side of the tunnel, so that maybe you could have found it too. You were so kind to help me even when I didn't ask for it, and so generous to encourage me even when I put on a brave face and hid from everyone that I was struggling. How I wish I could have done the same for you. I remember us spending time together during our study trip to Ireland with the rest of the ECD group. Walking the cliffs of Moher, getting drunk and getting philosophical about what we want in this life. You wanted to explore, and find love. In the years that followed, you helped me to move in with my then boyfriend, and later helped me again to move out. Two of my happiest and saddest days, you were there. But I probably didn't even tell you how much it really meant for me. Now I think of you, I see the day that you sat by the edge of the cliff, smiling, and I took a photo for you. Regrettably I can't find that photo anymore, so I took it upon myself to go through the ISS groups to find one that represents how I remembered you. And there you are, looking so peaceful, suited up for your friends at the graduation ceremony in 2017. R.I.P. Juan Pa. Much love, Peiyao

  • 2020-12-16 14:47:09 View / Comment (0)
    Julio Munoz

    Julio Munoz

    Julio Munoz

    Juan Pa / Profe I have been shocked with the news that you passed way, we share a lot stories while we studied at ISS / ECD, we share the passion for economics and history, in both fields we have deepest conversation for understanding how we can make important changes in our societies. You were a really good friend that worried for the details and not for the general things. Our trip to Dublin was an amazing opportunity to share with you and our ECD fellows a lot or experiences. I will remember your solidarity and your big heart. A big hug Profe

  • 2020-12-16 13:32:50 View / Comment (0)
    Lina Cendales

    Lina Cendales

    Lina Cendales

    El Profe (The Professor), he was really a professor, he used to teach Macroeconomics at Javeriana University. As a graduate Economist from that faculty, that's why I started to call him like that, El Profe, it was hard for me to remove that label on him, just a matter of respect. I mean, which were the chances to find your ex-professor now as your student colleague in Den Haag? We started to chat from there and I'm never gonna forget the deep conversations about Political Economy, Economic Theory, Behavioral Economics, Happiness, systemic economic failures, and so on. But the most entertaining ones, about random ideas that suddenly came to his mind at the most unexpected times, those thoughts that made everyone laugh, think, discuss, enjoy, to enjoy the simplest things of life, those will always remain in my heart. What an insightful lad. He always was at every social gathering and looking at everyone enjoying themselves, something that he enjoyed the most himself. He transcended looking for a light. Profe...del putas!

  • 2020-12-15 21:19:56 View / Comment (0)
    Lia Driscoll

    Lia Driscoll

    Lia Driscoll

    I miss spending entire days and nights doing our Regression exams with you by my side. You were so patient and kind to help me during those impossible exams. I miss your smiles, your knowledge, your kindness, your silly side, and so much more. You were the best of friend anyone could ask for! Love you, Juan Pablo!

  • 2020-12-15 21:17:14 View / Comment (0)
    Lia Driscoll

    Lia Driscoll

    Lia Driscoll

    October 2017...a beautiful day in Den Haag, Netherlands

  • 2020-12-15 20:49:43 View / Comment (0)

    Patricia Enriquez

    Taoist Prayer: All we need is the morning. As long as there is sunrise, then there is the possibility that we can face all of our misfortunes, celebrate all our blessings, and live all our endeavors as human beings. Spirituality is something that has become necessary in these troubled times. Yet it is inherently superfluous. We need it to remind ourselves, to bolster ourselves, to integrate ourselves, to fulfill ourselves. If we could simply acknowledge the mystery of night and the glory of morning, we would need neither civilization nor spirituality. At its simplest, life begins with dawn. That is blessing enough. All else becomes fullness immeasurable. At dawn, kneel down and give thanks for this wonderful event. We may think mornings are so common they are unworthy of veneration, but do you realize most places in the cosmos do not have mornings? This daily event is our supreme goodness. Greet the dawn. That is your miracle to witness. That is the ultimate beauty. That is sacredness. That is your gift from heaven. That is your omen of prophesy. That is knowledge that life is not futile. That is enlightenment. That is your meaning in life. That is your directive. That is your comfort. That is the solemnity of duty. That is inspiration for compassion. That is the light of the ultimate. -Deng Ming-Dao

  • 2020-12-15 20:38:11 View / Comment (1)

    Patricia Enriquez

    "The eye" is the first thing that comes to my mind when I look at this. Our group photo for the first class we had together in ISS, and the beginning of a deep and meaningful friendship I'd have with you, Juan Pablo.

  • Lina Cendales 2020-12-16 13:32:50 wrote:

    El Profe (The Professor), he was really a professor, he used to teach Macroeconomics at Javeriana University. As a graduate Economist from that faculty, that's why I started to call him like that, El Profe, it was hard for me to remove that label on him, just a matter of respect. I mean, which were the chances to find your ex-professor now as your student colleague in Den Haag? We started to chat from there and I'm never gonna forget the deep conversations about Political Economy, Economic Theory, Behavioral Economics, Happiness, systemic economic failures, and so on. But the most entertaining ones, about random ideas that suddenly came to his mind at the most unexpected times, those thoughts that made everyone laugh, think, discuss, enjoy, to enjoy the simplest things of life, those will always remain in my heart. What an insightful lad. He always was at every social gathering and looking at everyone enjoying themselves, something that he enjoyed the most himself. He transcended looking for a light. Profe...del putas!

    Lina Cendales 2020-12-16 13:32:50 wrote: El Profe (The Professor), he was really a professor, he used to teach Macroeconomics at Javeriana University. As a graduate Economist from that faculty, that's why I started to call him like that, El Profe, it was hard for me to remove that label on him, just a matter of respect. I mean, which were the chances to find your ex-professor now as your student colleague in Den Haag? We started to chat from there and I'm never gonna forget the deep conversations about Political Economy, Economic Theory, Behavioral Economics, Happiness, systemic economic failures, and so on. But the most entertaining ones, about random ideas that suddenly came to his mind at the most unexpected times, those thoughts that made everyone laugh, think, discuss, enjoy, to enjoy the simplest things of life, those will always remain in my heart. What an insightful lad. He always was at every social gathering and looking at everyone enjoying themselves, something that he enjoyed the most himself. He transcended looking for a light. Profe...del putas!

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