It is a sunny hot Sunday in Buenos Aires, Argentina. The wind hits from the North and it feels like the earth is shaking. The only thing you can hear is people chanting and screaming a thousand things. But you cannot specifically identify a word. You are standing with your hands up in the air, staring down at a field. Then you look around and see other 48,999 people jumping and shouting just like you. It is La Bombonera, home to the second most winning team in Argentina–the Boca Juniors.
So you think you have figured out the whole situation. But God, you are so wrong. Suddenly you feel the urgence to watch an ant size player so fast no one can keep up with him. Yes, he is Messi. The Messiah, King, considered by every single person in that stadium, a legitimate God. He is in midfield when suddenly he has the ball and passes through three players like if they were made of cold stone. He makes such a magnificent move making the two defenders think we was gonna shoot. But in the very last second, he tricks them, by not shooting and just stepping on the ball. Right after that, the goalkeeper comes out, trying to get the ball and there is where everyone in La Bombonera knows Messi is gonna do some magic. He flips the ball up, enough so that the goalie can’t grab it. And at the end of the play, everyone knows he just scored for your team, Argentina.
The crowd goes wild. Everyone shouts, screams and yells at the same time and they have a very good reason. Argentina’s national team just scored and is about to take the win against Netherlands.
And that’s it. All of us Argentinians know a lot about soccer, about how Diego Maradona gave us a World Cup. Also we are very aware that Messi is the best player, right, and of course we know our soccer team is Argentina’s most valuable gem. But what the rest of the world don’t know is that we are a Third World country.
People down here lack resources. Most of us don’t have iPhones or human size televisions to watch soccer of course. And the reason is that you would have to pay to have more programs. But honestly, people don’t even watch the news. And the resource we lack the most, is education. Did you know most Argentinians don’t even go to high school? And let’s say someone is smart and lucky enough to go to one. All high schools are an absolute joke. Teachers don’t even go to classes, for God’s sake. How can they expect students to be in a classroom with no profesor around? Instead, they all go to a park and get high and get some rap battles going. Isn’t that sad?
Think about a world where everyone is uneducated. We would perhaps never have worn clothes or eaten any other food than fruits. Possibly, we would be walking around valleys and forests.
Education is an ongoing process as we call it. What we learn during our childhood stays with us all our lives, even if we forget complicated lessons taught in schools and colleges. Skills that we learn during our life can actually help us to stay alive. How do we expect to have skills, aptitudes and ideas based on knowledge, if people are not used to go to a school?
Ironically, many people say that education and wealth are closely linked. Especially in Argentina, because people think the less money you have, the less obligated you are to attend school.There are schools, but no one attends. There are jobs, but people don’t even bother to apply.
There has been awesome Argentinian writers like Julio Cortázar and José Luis Borges. It is a shame that they are far more known around the globe than in their homeland. It is a total shame that people know Messi has won five Golden Balls and is about to win another one this December. And I honestly don’t think more than 1,000 people in Argentina know that Borges has won a Nobel Prize for Literature.