Celebrate and Remember

This is my life
A journey of survival that started way before my excistence.
I'm a native latin american, and when we talk of the holocaust it's extremly hard to understand the millions of individuals lifes that where taken away in that moment.
I wish that we had more memory for the colonization, the things that the europeans did to us, americans, have seem to be forgoten, but i wish you all a memory, of hurt and pain, because we, the ones who survived, are here to make you remember. Everyday we wake up is a victory.
At this moment, since my personal story is hard, i'm living out of spite, but at least, i'm alive.
I'm alive to exist and remember you that we are still here, even if story has erased us, i'm here, i'm live, for those who didn't make it.
It's not easy, it's hard, being alive as a minority, but i'm alive, and this is a win, we did it because i'm alive, when bastards told me i should be dead.
So even if you hate it, dance, sing, celebrate, celebrate another day on earth, because that means, that for now, we win, even if it's just one of us.