I was born in 1985. You are more likely to be born in Africa than in Europe, but I was born in Europe. Only God knows.
I was more likely to be born in Ethiopia than in Spain, but I was born in Spain. Only God knows.
That made the difference. Only God knows .
I was born in Barcelona on 29 March of 1985. That same day, another child was born in Ethiopia like me, but in the middle of a great famine in the region. Born between walls. No health care. The mother could have died in childbirth. The child would probably die within a few days.
I was born in Barcelona, in a hospital and in a great family. That made the difference. Only God knows .
I had a childhood, a balanced diet, love family, friends, I went to school even college. And I’m still alive.
While I was playing carefree other children were “playing” to survive desperately looking for food to stay alive.
While I was spitting food, other children had nothing to put in their mouths.
I did nothing to deserve being born where I was born, by having a great childhood, to live … Only God knows .
It’s a great responsibility. Now it’s taking responsibility. Now it match. Now it’s Africa.
All children deserve the same opportunities no matter where they are born, child birth, and the religion they profess.
In my days in Ethiopia, more than one child received my name. To name a new child, give the name to a new life on earth … Give the name it is more than just give the name. Is to a large part of you, if not most of you, as big and important to you. Give the name is give yourself.
However, the joy of giving your name, becomes sad when the new Iñaki, a few months of life dies.