Laia is here.
Laia was born here. Laia is the country of his father. Laia is Catalan.
La Laia is a mixture of cultures, like many other children, with parents of different nationalities. It's a beauty, a charming girl, with her curly hair, her dimples and its ten years old. Mature, intelligent, loving and lots of laughter, not to pry, listen carefully to draw a conclusion of things, from everything that surrounds it ...
Laia The family is a family like any other. His father, generous man and a good heart, has worked all his life for his children, not lack anything. His mother works, checks their family and still looking for a place in this society that has lived for many years. And both have always tried to educate her daughter to appreciate the freedom he knew, based on respect.
But the other day, Laia's mother it broke something inside. Laia's mother, dropped her the world over when he discovered a bruise that she hid Laia. It broke his heart when he saw his daughter break into tears, explaining terrified that some children at her school, older than her, had caught between several and were beaten and beaten, screaming "black shit *! Go to your country! "
And Laia not stop mourn, mourn not stop. He unleashed inside the penalty. A loud sobbing and crying with pain, hugging her mother, because he knew he had done nothing wrong to deserve these beatings. His mother did not know what to do or know what to say. One thing she was suffering, racist attacks, but quite another to suffer as a girl of ten years, your child ... Poor
Laia ... He was convinced that she was here, that this was their country.
With what nobody counted on was cruel to these children, souls Mephistophelian children violent, rude and treacherous, I would say not their fault, but merely repeat what they see around them, what they say their parents, people say its environment. Socially spoiled children. Familiarly spoiled children. Personally spoiled children.
Why nobody, nobody has taught them that there are blacks who are also here? Why no one has ever said that there are American, Chinese, Pakistanis are also here? Why do parents not teach this to their children? What is meant for us to show this to the Laia if others do not teach it to their children?
Some think they are children's games, but a game where you enter insults and blows, is not child's play.
What must we do to make this change? So that no child should suffer what has been the Laia, so that no child should suffer abuse by their skin color, their religion, because of his accent ... What should I do? For children not discriminate among them, accepting each other, because cultural diversity is the social future we will live, the social future will be living.
And Laia not stop mourn, his head hidden in the collar of his mother, who was the heart beating a mile a rage that possessed her. The same anger that possessed me to me, because my family is Laia.
La Laia is here. Social codes are here. The Laia is Catalan. He has always lived here and it's all here. His family, friends, life, people ... Just, just like them, those children the beat.
and Laia's mother, unable to speak, with a lump in the throat, when her daughter sobbing, he said:
- "But I, breast, where did I?"
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