Speaking of Disruption: My True Dialogue Experience

No. I’m not gonna talk about technology or any of the chats that took place on the 17th World Business Dialogue, technicalities are not allowed in this blog.
Well, I think I should start explaining what this is all about, because maybe some of you don’t have a clue and wouldn’t understand. Summing up: I was chosen as one of the 7 Peruvian delegates to go to this business student’s congress, the World Business Dialogue -yes, that is why I made that video of myself, sitting on my desk, speaking in English like a good girl and stuff- and well, finally I went to Europe for 11 days -pretty nice for being my first time abroad, I’m radical Vivi!-, so I’ve been going around with my Marauder’s Map and saying “Mischief managed” in Madrid, Brussels, Cologne and Amsterdam, it was an AMAZING experience and now I’m gonna tell you a little bit about it.
You know what? The magic, the “BOOM” of getting to know 300 young bright minds from all over the world, fulfilled with dreams, passion, willingness to make things happen and mark a difference is the most valuable gift this conference gave me. Especially for me, because I love meeting new people and listening to new ideas and different points of view. I’ve been radically happy, yes, without any doubt; nevertheless, as a Latin American, especially as a Peruvian, I couldn’t help but bringing home a certain distaste from all this: the contrast that caused in my mind meeting these bright-minded young people that at their 20’s are already studying masters and PhD’s in the most prestigious universities of Europe, like it’s something normal and that any person has the right to do, while here, in my country, I’ve seen so many people of the same age, even younger, some of them friends of mine, having to break his backs working hard to pay for their universities tuition, acquiring debts from the bank, having to quit the semester because they have no money to pay for it and all of this just for the Bachelor degree!! So, can you imagine what these people think about the Master or PhD? Well, I guess dreaming doesn’t cost anything, right? And this situation right here makes me think:
“Carajo (I’m sorry, Peruvian dirty word), here we are young too, we can also dream big, WE HAVE THE TALENT TOO: why do they get more possibilities of achieving their dreams than we do? Why in the world, if I love art, if I wanna be a dancer, an actor or a musician, I would have to study an engineering career because my dad says that I won’t be able to make a living out of the things I love, at least not in my country? This sucks, big time.”
Oh, the beautiful Peruvian social reality, I love my country. And no, I’m not one of those people who live their lives complaining about their societies and things like that, but being aware of that contrast truly served as a reality bitch-slap for me, because I think it’s not fair.  And as much as sweetheart as I might be, I can’t bare injustice, not even with 10000 snickers and nutella. Injustice sickens me. I can bare the fact of not having a car, I can bare the fact of not having trains and subways in my city (you really get used to the filthy buses over here, after some years the less-filthy ones even look cute), I even can deal with the fat sweaty guy standing next to me in the combi (Peruvian filthy little not-cute-at-all bus) on my way to work at 30°of heat. Ok, bring it, I’ll take it. But what I CAN’T bare is being restrained on my education possibilities; I can’t and won’t take that.  EDUCATION.
Education is the key. We have the right and deserve the possibility of a quality education since elementary school. I can still remember when I was 12 and my English teacher used to get mad at me and used to send me to the Principal’s office because I always corrected her (I learned English in a private institute when I was 10 because the lessons taught on the basis of the education system’s program really suck), and I wouldn’t listen to her shitty class, which in my opinion was a waste of time (I keep this opinion until today): “Rojas, get out of the classroom”, “Rojas, go to the principal’s office”. Bitchplease, learn your shit and then tell me something. And my school was a pretty normal one, not even a low-class school, do you get my point?
At the end, I have to say that I belong to the group of the lucky ones, and I feel truly grateful of that. I have the chance of studying at the best university of Perú thanks to my dad, who breaks his back working really hard so that me and my sister can have a good education, and thanks to my “Hi, I’m Vivi, let’s talk or party or sing or dance” personality I’ve met a lot of good people and that has helped me to get access to good opportunities. True story.
But, waaait a minute, that is in my case. What about the boy living in a far far away village of Huánuco, whose school doesn’t even have chairs or desks? And what about that girl from Loreto, who can’t go to school because she has to work washing other people’s clothes to help her mom feed her 5 siblings? What about them? They deserve the opportunity of learning and growth as much as I do, and let me tell you, I’m not the most privileged person of Perú, not even half, it’s just that I’m so so so stubborn that when I believe in something or I want something I push, and push and push to death until I find a way of getting it, and most of the times I do find it.
11 days in Europe were a really good and big bitch-slap to confirm what I want to do with my life, not that I had not known it from before, but this experience has reconfirmed it. And yes, I definitely want to dedicate my life to communications, communication for helping, persuading and changing a reality that sickens me. How? Where? I don’t know that yet, but I do know that I got a big clue in the really inspiring class I had this morning, a class that I chose on the last minute and as my last resource, without thinking about it, because it was the only one that would fit on my schedule. As I always say: “everything happens for a reason” and all the things that happen in my life keep proving me that that is true.
11 days in Europe helped me, further than to decide how my husband should look like, hehe, to have the complete certainty that I, as a “privileged” one, have to do something about it and use my superpower of being a pain in the ass for getting good results not only for myself, but for changing a social reality that needs to be dramatically changed. 11 days in Europe also taught me that there are no boundaries when it comes to achieving your dreams and I’ve come back to my country more ambitious than ever, so please PLEASE someone stop me.
Travelling, getting to know other realities and different points of view help a lot to enrich your experience baggage.


Do never put a brake on curiosity, because curiosity is the main cause of everything that surrounds us.Imagen

2 comentarios en “Speaking of Disruption: My True Dialogue Experience

  1. Hey Vivi,

    I’m glad you had a great time in Europe 🙂

    I totally get where you’re coming from when you talk about equal opportunities or rather the lack thereof.

    Growing up in a small village in post-communist Hungary didn’t really give me a head start. I only had to travel west a couple of hours to see the incredible wealth Austria had and we didn’t.

    But you know what, this situation definitely gave me something that many privileged kids don’t have: a stubborn perseverance, that will get me through any kinds of obstacles. It made me learn work hard and not give up. It makes me go back through the window when the door is shut in my face.

    And I bet, actually, I know you have the same attitude.

    But you’re right, reality is still there. The country and family you’re born into determines your future to a large extent.

    I think the world of education is headed to more equality though. For one thing, the significance of a formal education is decreasing. Unless you want to be a lawyer or medical doctor, you can learn and do almost any profession without going to college and debt. Unschooling, is now a viable alternative and is followed by loads of people.

    Secondly, with the rise of the internet, your generation is the first that has unlimited access to knowledge. Which means that the people, who really want to learn, can.

    Again, totally get where you’re coming from and it is unfair that the boy from Huánuco has a very small chance to make it to Stanford. But my personal experience and what I see around me makes me say that formal education is overrated and self education is underrated.

    Keep rocking 🙂

    1. Zsolt :)!!

      I couldn’t agree with you more about the fact of the unlimited education possibilities of my generation, but you know what, the problem is that those who are in charge right now don’t belong to this generation we’re talking about, at least in my country they come from a different background and have a different perspective of how things should be… in other words… THEY’RE OLD!!!

      So although what you’re saying is true, we’re still very far from a reality in which you can go to a company in Lima and happily say “Hi there! Well, I haven’t gone to college but I know a loooot of stuff about the things you need in your company that I learned on the Internet! When do I start??” and actually be given a chance to prove yourself.

      Nevertheless, there are some people right here and right now that are willing to fight for this change to actually happen 😀 and I’m happy to say that we’re more and more everyday, of course with “adults” that think as you do by our side. Things are changing, in some places faster than in others… but we’re on the run and we keep going forward!

      You keep rocking too!

      Hugs from Lima!



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