May Day

Just Words

Today is International Workers’ Day. If I were in Italy now I’d probably be coming home from the May 1st demonstration. I started going when I was a child, with my grandpa. It was usually a clear Spring day, the red flags of the parties and the unions shining against the blue sky. Then I went with my high school friends, behind the student union’s van, signing, dancing, shouting.
Now I am a worker in a country without a holiday to celebrate the occasion, but perhaps if I were in Italy now I would not a job to celebrate. So I am grateful for those who fought so that I can have a good contract and good working hours. I am grateful to those who keep working for the betterment of worker’s rights, to those who fight against exploitation, to those who stand up for themselves and for their colleagues…

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