(Published in the Daily Reporter on 5/13/2009)
In my 22 years I am not legally
Víctor M. Barranco C.
Others. As brought from the street, the other headlight, the other night ... the other day. That other part where the lilies are dressed in a strange and unfamiliar color. As pulled from the gods, of which light up the night, silence, sadness, the loneliness of always accompanying every afternoon and every winter. Has 22 years of living, although not legally exist. He has been sculpting his life inch by inch, bit by bit. Look back, and there is a clear memory unable ashy family, home, children or family affection. From six years has found new families, brothers route, parents of affection. Spastic paraplegia and neurogenic bladder forced him Transverse Myelopathy to use a wheelchair, but not prevented from studying, working, and build an efficient and useful life. In Honim, has the love, guidance, support and the opportunity to study that has made him a good man. However, he studied high school but can not be a bachelor. Can and want to work, but has no access to an ID card, things get difficult. It is a living testimony, exemplary of a useful man. Smart. Zamarro. A little shy, but do not load in the trunk or frustration, or rage, no unnecessary weight. He is the son of that legion beautiful hand of the Father Fernando Santamaria, with the help of men of good will, they create family, love, friendship, belief, faith, principles, profession ... where there has been long absences, gaps and shortcomings. However it is in legal limbo ... strayed from formal citizenship. As lost in so many years, so sidewalks, paths hands so many days of absence. Although with a smile on this, some ignorance of its past, but with that cry of faith in the future that is contagious. That avoids the difficulties and done with and talent available, safe way to hope. Does not deny his disability, he feels that his reality has always been, and not bitter. It is the everyday. No storms on your conscience ... hurricanes rather beautiful and reciprocal love, in the development of its youth. Has discovered to his right, after many years in the home, a place where there are spaces for flowers, for the awakening gay, for sharing with selfless, to make great small dreams ... a place where love plums off any possible sadness. Has discovered a life, a family, study, work, love, many affections, another night, another thirsty ... and although not legally exist, for now, know that thanks to such good faith is waiting to be born into a new day ... when there is only master of his life, but also of their identity.
In my 22 years I am not legally
Víctor M. Barranco C.
Others. As brought from the street, the other headlight, the other night ... the other day. That other part where the lilies are dressed in a strange and unfamiliar color. As pulled from the gods, of which light up the night, silence, sadness, the loneliness of always accompanying every afternoon and every winter. Has 22 years of living, although not legally exist. He has been sculpting his life inch by inch, bit by bit. Look back, and there is a clear memory unable ashy family, home, children or family affection. From six years has found new families, brothers route, parents of affection. Spastic paraplegia and neurogenic bladder forced him Transverse Myelopathy to use a wheelchair, but not prevented from studying, working, and build an efficient and useful life. In Honim, has the love, guidance, support and the opportunity to study that has made him a good man. However, he studied high school but can not be a bachelor. Can and want to work, but has no access to an ID card, things get difficult. It is a living testimony, exemplary of a useful man. Smart. Zamarro. A little shy, but do not load in the trunk or frustration, or rage, no unnecessary weight. He is the son of that legion beautiful hand of the Father Fernando Santamaria, with the help of men of good will, they create family, love, friendship, belief, faith, principles, profession ... where there has been long absences, gaps and shortcomings. However it is in legal limbo ... strayed from formal citizenship. As lost in so many years, so sidewalks, paths hands so many days of absence. Although with a smile on this, some ignorance of its past, but with that cry of faith in the future that is contagious. That avoids the difficulties and done with and talent available, safe way to hope. Does not deny his disability, he feels that his reality has always been, and not bitter. It is the everyday. No storms on your conscience ... hurricanes rather beautiful and reciprocal love, in the development of its youth. Has discovered to his right, after many years in the home, a place where there are spaces for flowers, for the awakening gay, for sharing with selfless, to make great small dreams ... a place where love plums off any possible sadness. Has discovered a life, a family, study, work, love, many affections, another night, another thirsty ... and although not legally exist, for now, know that thanks to such good faith is waiting to be born into a new day ... when there is only master of his life, but also of their identity.
"His name is Luis ... Maria Elena, Executive of the report, I referred to it. Accompanying Fabiola, who gave him a job opportunity. In control of his wheelchair comes into my office and talked of his strange legal situation ... has 22 years of living, but not legally exist How is that Luis, who did not legally exist? ...
asked - Yes, I said. I have 22 years, but I have no identity card or birth certificate. Only one record of the hospital where I was born. A life history is summarized from one to six years with an aunt, six to nine years in a home in Caracas and nine years now that I have twenty-two, in here in Barquisimeto
HONIM
- Never had ...
- No. I've looked at all levels, and do not exist. Even I have a no-show record signed by the Head Office of the Metropolitan District Sucre Parish
- No. I've looked at all levels, and do not exist. Even I have a no-show record signed by the Head Office of the Metropolitan District Sucre Parish
- Do you have a family memory?
- I have references and family memories. What I know is from what I found out after bigger, looking for how to recover my identity ... for some need or curiosity to know more about my childhood. I remember nothing.
- Nothing?
- Well ... I know, as I said, I was with an aunt until age six. I understand it due to financial problems I could have more and took me to Home Heart of Jesus in Caracas. I was there nearly three years. From there they sent me Honim, where I have lived 13 years. So I can summarize the story of who I am. There are no more references. Or memories. Or records. Or paper of any kind to help me in this need I have to legally exist.
- Did you meet your parents?
- No, no I met them, nor do I have no signal, no recollection of them. Do not even know how they are, or how they were. Even where they are. Or where they lived. Moreover, do not even know where I lived Caracas site with my aunt.
- No, no I met them, nor do I have no signal, no recollection of them. Do not even know how they are, or how they were. Even where they are. Or where they lived. Moreover, do not even know where I lived Caracas site with my aunt.
- Have you heard from your aunt? Do you have visited in the HONIM? Have you sought any contact with you? "Know your health?
- No. She disowned me when I handed the home and from that moment, I never knew anything more about her.
- So, I say, surely they were not only economic problems. Because he could see at some point during these 16 years you left home ...
- probably
- How have you been in the HONIM?
- Okay. They have treated me excellently as to all. They have given me a life. Knowledge. Affection. An opportunity to study. A chance to work. I have a family. I grew up there, I've got a good man. I have been trained. I learned everything I know.
- Where did you study?
- first studied Manuela Duin, and high school in the Lyceum Alirio Ugarte Pelayo. Even finished it.
- So, you are Bachelor?
- No, I can not be until they have my papers. So who does not carry a card. Until there is a citizen. I have the record of my notes. Certificates of my studies, but I can not access the title until I writ ....
- How did you do to study? Why register?
- With a record that gave me the HONIM could enroll and study ... but I can not access the formal graduation until my legal situation is regularized. Note that I have presented an opportunity to work, and I can not regularize my employment because I have no papers.
- With a record that gave me the HONIM could enroll and study ... but I can not access the formal graduation until my legal situation is regularized. Note that I have presented an opportunity to work, and I can not regularize my employment because I have no papers.
- Where you get that job opportunity?
- With Mrs. Fabiola who brought me here, to his office and who has cared much for me to resolve my situation to continue in Stop Parking on Avenida Lara Financial Center Las Vegas.
- With Mrs. Fabiola who brought me here, to his office and who has cared much for me to resolve my situation to continue in Stop Parking on Avenida Lara Financial Center Las Vegas.
- What are you doing there?
"I'm in a program of cooperation. In the accounting ... "well very efficiently "notes Fabiola. Who feels, has achieved an empathy, an affection with Luis ... who help beyond any formal duty of an employer.
- Are you going to stay in school?
- It is my wish, my dream, the goal of my life .... Are my plans. But I can not enter the university. I need a card that I have to register. I'm not allowed to enroll without that requirement. Not exist, simply do not exist legally.
- Do you ever have asked for the card on the street? At any site you're gone?
- So far the times I have begged, I'm always with someone. Also responsible for a record of HONIM
- How do you know that your name is Luis, if you have papers?
- Well, he laughs, I've always called that. And a certificate from the hospital rescued Dr. José Gregorio Hernández de Caracas where he says he called me and Luis Enrique was born on January 31, 1987
- When did you start worrying about what identity? When did you felt it was vital to achieve recognition as a citizen?
- When I left high school and could not graduate. When I tried to follow in college and I was unable to enroll. Now that I am presented with this opportunity to work, and must resolve to move forward. Once in full use of my reason and my life, at twenty years, I realize that I am alive but not legally.
- When I left high school and could not graduate. When I tried to follow in college and I was unable to enroll. Now that I am presented with this opportunity to work, and must resolve to move forward. Once in full use of my reason and my life, at twenty years, I realize that I am alive but not legally.
- Do you remember anything from your childhood, those six years with your aunt?
- Very little of that stage of my life barely remember anything
- Do you remember a cousin, a brother, someone else, besides your aunt who has lived with you?
- No
- Why do you think he broke the affection of your aunt? Why not see you more after you gave the home?
- not that I have not stopped to think about these things ... are not of my interest. Nor was no need for me to stop and think about them.
- not that I have not stopped to think about these things ... are not of my interest. Nor was no need for me to stop and think about them.
- What is the closest person to you?
- My fellow
- Who do you advise? Who guides you?
- Father Fernando Santamaría
- You got a girlfriend?
- Currently there
- Have you had a girlfriend?
- Yes
- How do you see your future?
- I want to become a professional psychology. An independent man. Raise a family. While not break my bond with the HONIM ... they are my family.
- What steps have you done to rectify your situation?
- We went to Caracas several times, but have been very difficult to make progress in achieving the documentation I require without living there. It is not easy for someone like me without more resources, disabled, often move to Caracas to fill. Although I have been helped by the Father and Mrs. Fabiola now has been very difficult.
- your case is very strange .... I say
- Well ... not so much in the HONIM there are several in the same situation, though much younger than me, but pending citizens can be formal, with all their rights.
- I interrupt the conversation and say I'm going to call a lawyer friend who always unselfishly helped me in these cases. Dr. Henry Alviarez called, and his presence brought the case by telephone. I made some legal considerations, and prompted calls me Luis and Mrs. Fabiola to be called ... he, like many other times in these situations-is going to take care of the case without that Luis has nothing to pay. And it estimates that by next year, Louis will no longer be a phantom, and brand will become a citizen. A common gesture in Dr. Alviarez, I appreciate deeply. Communicate it to those of Luis and Fabiola soon begin to think - this time I think rightly, that started the countdown ... What do you think, I wonder?
- Excellent. Grateful to the Doctor, who can solve the big problem ... the main obstacle that prevents me from moving forward in my personal and professional development.
- Excellent. Grateful to the Doctor, who can solve the big problem ... the main obstacle that prevents me from moving forward in my personal and professional development.
What dismissal. Now with a smile, on the threshold of hope. I feel that their world is dawning. Again, Dawn. And there in the solitude and silence, the love turns to soak everything in some way. The new outstretched hand, with which he has achieved in the HONIM, can afford to leave behind At night, the sadness, the old portrait of the forgotten book. Advance and grow without stopping at the root, without pruning and branches collected to guess the way ... without having to go to consolidate the future, play some consideration to the past. In his mind, body, in that chair that goes with it as a tool of locomotion, in that place where ghosts lived for a long time ... there is an opportunity for the imposition of new hope, a smile, that dull the nightmares many years of rain-water have ended up in some way, the progress of frustration and sadness. Finally going to be him. No doubt. Will legally redeemed. To trust. To feel the onset of the good things fill your time. A reciprocate all the love received in the HONIM, joys, lessons, warmth, faith ... the ride that next to God that, at some point, definitive cure for the road and am full of the living space of the new notebook . Sunrise, for him, surely dawn. And there, between the difficulty and achievement, along with the family that has built its strength from a good man, and generous helping hand to those who help .... I'm sure hope, will cease to be for him ... the more everyday dreams.
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