This photo is very special for me, because it shows me there with all my classmates; or rather, my comrades. We were very different, all of us. But even then we fought in all the battles together. When I said fights, I mean all kind of fights, protests, occupation, problems. Also we had made votes to change tests, this votes had have more power than the teacher, and if he had made the test, we had left de classroom.
When somebody fell, there always would be someone there to help him.
This photograph was taken the day were we graduated. The moment was very special; there were a lot of people crying. We realize that day how much we love each other. That day we started the end of the beginning. I’ m very proud of all of them, principally I remember a phrase of a teacher who said: “We are son of the rigor”, it doesn’t mean that we are strictly or something like that, it means that nobody give us nothing, we fight to be where we are. And now, in the university, I understand the words of my teacher. It’s very sad see how the opportunities are for so few people, and for only one kind of people, rich people.
One of my friends was so poor, and watch them now in a good university and studying what he want its make me feel very happy, very glad. That’s mean the “Instituto” for me, not to be the best, but the effort, had defeat the life.