My name is María Soledad Sánchez Di Pasquale, I have 22 years, and I'm from the city of Santa Fe
On Sunday 24 at 9 pm, I was assaulted. Stole my backpack ... I only had $ 12 and many things of value (but for me, not them). Me a beating. I did shit. I hit the head so many times against the floor to take off the win, and I hung with a row like I was her worst enemy. And if the strip is not cut bag, would be quite dead with one blow over the head against the cement. All for a bag, asking that if I handed them, asking if I gave them the slippers, shirt, jeans, what they wanted. There was no need to hit me was not necessary so much violence and need not come to me from behind, without saying a word, direct to hit me and drag me down the sidewalk cement.
I defend the kids, and always did. I always said that the fault is the state of marginalization, discrimination, hunger, lack of education, inequality, exploitation, bloody struggle between classes. I always fought for things to change, I always tried to do the best for everyone ... And now? "Where are my human rights? These two lean, well-drugged, loose with my stuff, with the my home address, my keys, my memories ... And even with my dignity and my will to keep fighting to change things. What the fuck I tell it to me to be fighting for the kids, if to do so come and let me ground with sticks, lying in bed for over a week without being able to move, full of bruises, the column made ball , doing rehab, and carrying a corset during the day for no more sharp pains?
And I keep wondering how much longer? How far? If the police fucked me laugh in the face. In the hospital they put a soothing and andate for your home just ... And now? "Now how the hell I go to the street to make my life a week ago? And now how to believe in people? So far as I can keep thinking you can change things and that the kids can come out of that shit? How can I say that? If at this point, what happened to me makes me think they do not mind anything, not even educated. And yes, they are victims. And yes, I support the Human Rights ... but I support human rights for ALL.
not know what to expect, I do not know when or even where they think going with this. Do not tell me that things will get better. Do not tell me anything. I do not think you have to go out and kill, not the solution and it would fall into such archaic thoughts (though not so far) dark times and lived. The solution is to unite and start changing things but from below, from scratch, from the honesty and the true sense of the sovereign citizen, the true should make us feel that "democracy" in which "we are." Awareness, awareness of who we are and that we are to enforce our rights ... from bread, to education, to walk the streets without fear.
Now follow as hell can. And swallow your fear deep inside, as far as possible, because nobody cares Unfortunately today no one, and no one helps anyone.
screamed as if they were killing me (and actually thought they would) and no one came to see what happened. How good our people ... our solidarity Argentina ... do good.
Am I tired? to be the "deluded? I always defended human rights, which always stood for freedom, who always defended the poor people, who always defended the kids that are not to blame for the shitty life they have. And if not their fault. But I do not I have it, or had. Because I do not live in abundance, I am unemployed, living alone with my mother who is retired for disability (and if we talk about the shame of retirement and would enter into another issue to be indignant.)
I am a student of Social Communication UNER, I spend my days taking four groups to go to study in Paraná, and break my soul in order to have the necessary tools to start changing the foundations of the country they left us some more traitors and murderers, let alone marriage symbiotic
try us manipulated like puppets, based on the total incoherence, which mocks college education budgets giving embarrassing, that mocks the old, which fill the mouth talking about intellectual authors as role models that are far from the duo shares performed. So we
. But I know that must be followed, and although I feel hurt and tired, and full of impotence ... HARD TO SAY I'M THAT the only way to change our Argentina
the Village is not silent, is not lower his head, is going out, ending the violence, continue to fill seats, and above all, respect the other as equal .
