have you ever wondered that
we all have a story
we all have memories and although not
we are aware of that
the neighborhood in which we grew that neighborhood
tells us who we are and who
we were I remember from my childhood the
streets those alleys of my neighborhood in
Solferino as a northern citadel
they come to manizales of children we dream that
we wanted to be architects lawyers
medical engineers but these dreams and
the actors of these dreams
many are in jail many are
parents for some things
of destiny labor laborers and what
most tragic of all is that many of
these dreams are dead
this is the day to day what we live
many of the youth of the commune
Northern citadel or zones
peripheral cities
among so many friends who had so many
actions that you have undertaken so many
social transformations that I saw and lived
gives me today to talk about friendship
political action and
social transformation
in my childhood I remember that my parents
they had to say to work certain
hours of the day I was left alone in those
hours I always looked for my friends we
We were going to the court where I remember
that some kids were running
they almost always threw us money from where
came the money we do not know if we were
children give us money when we were leaving
to play among the mountains we find
houses made of those that are
they found out there they were inhabitants of
the street those who lived there for me
It was normal
I already the inhabitants in the street the
they saw males it was nothing strange
also in the villares in the streets
we could see how they used to give him bags
things packages we did not know it was the
content we were children
this circle of friends we were growing
and we took different courses some took
the other weapons the drug
others can without so many dreams because there are
they go other I do not know if by fear or the
first critical or political stance in
my life was around ten years ago I did not
I know what it was but do not opt for any of
the roads
I ‘ve kept him studying like that was like
enter school at school
I knew the love of my life was the band
of music
there I learned that it was to have nerves that
mountain was a platform for the
Jurors will qualify if the nelson
muddy to embarrarnos 60 in five
minutes we could throw a year of
trials or in five minutes we went up to
the glory we always go crying others
that we climb to glory
that we embrace things happen
all that was very nice in the band
he always told us in that young man that
wields an instrument never wield a
weapon
parallel to my life the band had my
friends of the street because nelson is
forgot the words my friends I
they taught to wield a weapon
my friends taught me how to load a
gun they taught me how to buy the
drug how the drug was sold and how
it was arranged that was taught to me by my
friends has been several years until
he stopped on my way
I walked away and saw that it was me in the
community
I was afraid of the works the anguish of
see how my friends were entering
problems for the drug for all these
pointing things
they are they are honest diaries
I did not want that for me
that’s how it was in 2010
I found the foundation traces of track in
one December they spent making a fingernail
we invite you to mona mona and
ine
the children’s Christmas movement invite
to the children of the whole commune to whom
go back to playing sports and
for a week
I got into the story when I entered the
foundation I found many friends from
childhood and they were good friends not the
friends with those who were already giving were
friends who had a critical stance
politics in front of the world versus
neighborhood what I did with my friends
I saw it in a way they with their
critical stance they looked at him from another
shape and that form taught me
I learned the foundation traces of
life was born in 2006 with a referendum
where they asked the community what
are the problems that most affect us
thus leaving theft the violence the
drug
I start thinking if I all this
I saw it so normal because they did not
that’s how I started to gather from the
foundation to the good things of the
postures learn to speak I was not
able to speak in public I died
of fear
nowadays I already know how to do it that’s how
time after
time later I had one of the
greatest teachings in my life and in
the foundation the activity of the blog
one day my house watching the movie up
an adventure in the air
the old man’s dream was to carry his
little house up the mountain because it was the
dream of his wife living in a
Montana
That day I got a dream because
Children can not send a message to
other children with the same gleiwitz
the foundation arrives and proposed the
activity
We collected money to buy the pipe
helium we fill 200 blogs to each child in
a very small paper we put it to
write what message nobody wanted him
give to another child was very simple
feline is not sad anymore but they were
Heart messages from child to child
there comes a point in the afternoon we meet
on the field we give them the balloon with
your message
I all happy I told the school to
the count of three
they are going to release the balloon
fonteyn 123 or a blog
3 what do I do a stop in my life that
it happened that they did not jump on blogs
I think and I meditate can be it can be that
that balloon of the only gift that they
they have their lives are children and a stratum
under there are two options dad gives me the
globe buys panela true children who
they have never had a balloon that stopped me
in front and played
the talk and heart for children
children
this little message that you wrote
is stuck on the blog as you can see
when he is very tall he goes to
explode and that message was going to fall to a
child who is somewhere very
sad waiting for this message to arrive
It was to be his only Christmas gift not
I said nothing else I already at the hand of God
then contem I came back contem when 123
what a surprise they released blogs
when they started clapping and screaming 3
I felt a joy inside of me
to see that a child is delivering what
only you can have that Christmas for
see another happy
there I learned that you have to give what you
we is not what we have to spare
Give it from the heart
I am an engineering student
electronics
I have learned many things in my career
eight months ago he started a project that
is to give what he taught him
children in my electronic neighborhood
taught delivered two hours a week
for them that are two works that I know
he snatched the streets are two hours
where children will not be in the
courts watching what I and traveling
the mountains that I traveled are two hours
in which they are opening their gaze
many are blind there that the only
possibility that we have is to sell drugs
to get ahead here I am
teaching that no
the study
study and education is going to
get ahead
here we have friendship ties as you see
in this picture the child is heading to
juan manuel eldense guide juan josé am
I explained how to build a circuit
turn on a light bulb Juan Jose
understood perfectly manuel no
what happened
Juan Jose started teaching ya Juan
manuel a bond of friendship develops between
they both taught this on a street
it could have been two enemies
but we made friends again through
education also other children of
same seedbed take them to the
university to an exhibition of
electronics
everyone we face looked
Tenderness that’s so cute where
They are
but they do not know the story that each
child behind in what house do they live that have
seen and I want to cover his eyes
so that they do not see that reality but that
find another
nervous that day scared to death not
They knew what to do as they left
applauded from the ready stage
that’s how she is my grandmother and this
basic talk for her because she has
today exactly eight days dead today
and she was part of me I’m in it
I think so with my mom my dad but
she was always there too
so that’s why today is 24 years and my
24 years
I feel that I should continue to make a mark and
I want to continue transforming that
community that point to that community that
they have stigmatized
I do not want to see more mothers
picking up their children from the ground more
parents and brothers crying
I want to see I want those streets
painted in painted colors and love
streets of game of laughter that is not anymore
lead more smiles are given more love
and the northern citadel commune is not
how they paint them in colors and we are
a commune with dreams of colors
thank you very much
[Applause]
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