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The fire that lit a flame of hope

‘He who wants to do good knocks at the gate:
he who loves finds the door open’

The last weekend, I dreamed with an empty home and a written wall.On occasion we have the opportunity to receive presents. I received a word and I desired to share it. But I forgot to do it. I should share the message.

In March 1911, 146 young women immigrants, fighting for their rights, to improve their conditions, demanding justice, had the misfortune to die. But today their deaths are a sign of social injustice, the disaster caused by the selfish interests of a few people. This tragedy remains in the collective memory of labor movements.

The great significance of remembering this event was to show the inhumane conditions under which people can be. The horror of this incident is the clearest analogy about inhuman desire to exploit the weak. This should not have happened. But once that has happened makes us to be alert to the need to apply equal justice for all, regardless of race, creed or gender.

This week I met the Triangle Waist Company's drama. I revived my dream. An empty place, battered women and lives extinguished by the fire. In my confusion, questions arise: How many people need to die to open my eyes? Who has the right to exploit the other people?  Who can be quiet while see this?

Today my heart found his dream. But I am sad and somber because wise people said that Fear loves to steal dreams. But I am happy too. Because of the fire ignited a flame of hope.