CHAPTER IX: REFLECTIONS OVER THE STRIKE

{Wake up, you sleeping unaware}

When you're a regular ICEI student, you know when a strike is coming. You just know it because of the signals, and most of all, because of one concept: The Assembly, when all the students are summoned on the Pepe Carrasco Auditorium. I wasn't agree at first with all this strike stuff, I didn't wanted to lose the subjects and the career's rhythm. But there was so much crap goin' on right there, that the strike became a must.

Between all the Chiloe fisherman thing, and the educational reform promised by the goverment, wich was pretty vague, the majority decided to do this. I need to be honest with all of this, I'm not the more concerned and I didn't participate from the strike in a very active way, but I decided to go to a couple of the marchs and the repression right there was awful. And sincerely, that makes me angry. Why some cops punch to students? Because they're disagree with the goverment? Because that were just orders from the head of this country? Is a very delicate theme, because I only have this side of the story. I wonder what do they think. If they think this is fair. If they enjoy go to every march with their shields, and helmets and sticks. If they like to see the angry face of the youngest in Chile. If ALL of them think like that or not. 

Other thing that I would like to say in a short way, may be all the press here. They covered every signal of corruption, or repression, or a mistake made by the powerful ones. And that's so unfair. I think that one good way to protest may be to hack the national television signal and put a video on it, because we as a social comunicators we want to people stop watching the TV. But they won't stop to do it. So the only way is to go there, just like a punch of classmates did last week, interrumping a morning program. We need to wake up, but for that we need to stick together, and I think that's very difficult.