Wednesday, April 6, 2011

I did not come from the womb of a French elitist brought up on cheese and idol intellect. I was brought up by a working mother, a steady and neglected woman who raised me with her hands to be greater than the neglect she faced. Her vision, my vision, is not just a movement. No, with the full force of it's populus, it will be a reality. No worker will be denied his rights to a safe, humble and progressive living. Women can be mothers unexploited by the needs of the country, and the guardians of our nation's children and future. All people may be included in the pride of our country, from Afro-Brazilians, to mectizos and women as well. We will be educated in the ways of progress and competative in the every changing world forever onward. This is my vision; to father the progress of our nation. As my mother has given me life, now, it will be yours. Together, we are strong!

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