My country, my family
Yes,
it's all true, sad but everything is true. Hunger, deaths due to lack
of medicines, lack of attention on time, lack of water, electricity,
everything is missing. Everything is missing in a country where at
one time there was nothing missing, where prosperity was so great
that people were going to Miami for a weekend to buy clothes. A
country where two normal people who got married had the opportunity
to buy a house and see 4 children raised and have them study. Those
two people, for example, where my parents. Married in the late
sixties; Mom and dad decided to start a family, so my older brother
Gilberto was born. Presently 50 years old, he was a difficult child
with many behavioral problems that in his adolescence after various
crises resulted in a diagnosed schizophrenia for which he has to take
a life long treatment. A little more than a year later the first
female Norys, a sweet and shy girl was born. She took a major study
in two careers (education and social assistance) and then worked as a
teacher in a public school and recently obtained her postgraduate
specialization. She is also a religious woman and very very kind.
My sister runs the house after my mother's death. After that Liliana,
the second
female was born. As a child she was called "the little fatty"
for being more plump than the others, A simple girl, a little
rebellious teenager who married and had two girls before she
divorced- She is a lawyer and currentlyworks at the Court of Caracas.
Her daughters are first Orianna, 20 years old and she have the
Asperger Syndrome, she is a very sweet girl and is a good designer,
that currently studies arts at the university. My other nephew is
Fabiana, she is 16 years old and she is a high school student.
After almost 6 years I arrived, Adriana the youngest, lover of the
arts and sciences, I graduated as a biologist in Venezuela, I worked
in different laboratories and then I emigrated from the country to go
to study my doctorate in Chile. While I was in Chile I meet my
husband, Tobia, a genuine napolitan and that is why I am here today.
Life is not easy for the one who emigrates and it generally end up
working on anything else totally different from what you studied.
Living
outside my country when it has been falling apart for a long time has
been very hard and has worsened over the years. For almost 20 years
Venezuela has been in the hands of a criminal- drug dealing
government that has been responsible for destroying it in every way.
I have had to witness the terrible transformation from the Venezuela
in which I grew up and in which I studied,
Despite
being people with university degrees, the situation of my family is
very bad, the live all together and with a total average salary of
approximately 40 euros per month and these are well below the
threshold of extreme poverty, set by the World Bank at $ 1.90 per
day. That is, any person living on less than 57 dollars or 48 euros
per month is considered below the threshold of extreme poverty.
This
latest rise is in the midst of a serious economic crisis and
galloping inflation: the IMF projects it at 10,000,000% by 2019. The
shortage of medicines, food and necessities is the order of the day.
This is the reason why every day a lot of people leaves Venezuela to
search a new life in another country.
Examples
of the prices in Venezuela:
1 kg
meat = 2.5 euro
200 g
bread = 1,5 euro
1
toothpaste = 2 euro
1 kg
chicken = 2,5 euro
Local
Cheese (1kg) = 2.85 euro
1 lt
corn oil = 3 euro
1pair
of jeans = 44,46 $ *
Apartment
(1 bedroom) in City centre = 180 euro *
Average
monthly net salary (after tax) = 22,58 $ *
Unfortunately,
I am the only one of my family that lives outside the country, and it
is not possible to help another six people who need a minimum income
of 400 euros a month to be able to live. This year my sister Norys
was also diagnosed with a health problem, which requires surgery and
recently my father (86 years old) went to the hospital for a
stomachache, the doctor told him that he was malnourished and should
eat better. They have also many domestic problems in the house that
make everyday life difficult, the fridge is broken and also the
washing machine. The cost of on a new fridge is about 400 euros so it
cost 10 times the total of the salary of my family! This is why I
have nothing left but to ask for help, because although I work I
cannot help them as I would like..
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The
other data comes from my family
Many
thanks for your attention.
Regards
Adriana
Me
and my little girl
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