ABSTRACT
I was born in Chile, a country that simultaneously has everything and nothing. A country with a variety of climates, fruits, vegetables, and landscapes, the largest mines of copper and lithium in the world, and the huge Pacific Ocean. But the only thing the Chilean people actually possess is hope. Almost the whole country was sold to private and foreign companies during periods of colonisation and dictatorship. But we, Chilean poor and middle-class people, believe that working together in communities and in solidarity will create a better future for new generations. We hope and work in solidarity because the Chilean state provides no social warranty; that is to say, in Chile, everything is in private hands. Even when we work 45 hours a week for a low salary (compared to other countries), we must keep working to ensure that we have access to education, proper healthcare, food, water, shelter, etc. Even the pension system is private, and a lifetime of work is no guarantee for a life of dignity after the age of 67.
