It was late December 2011, summer in
the Southern Hemisphere. We were on vacation in Chile. As soon as we got there,
my son Lucas informed me that he was applying for ILC and that he needed to
talk with someone in the USA to get the details. After a long and expensive
phone conversation, Lucas told me, “I have to write some essays as part of the
selection process,” and “I have a deadline.”
From that day on, I started my own
journey as a mom, being with Lucas every step of the process.
During that vacation in Chile, while
the rest of us spent time on the beach, or in the pool, or going places, Lucas
stayed home, sometimes going to bed as the sun was rising, working on his
essays for ILC.
I saw how just writing about a
specific topic enhanced his knowledge about life, about the world, and about
himself.
It was the time of the Occupy movement
in the USA, a time of economic hardship for many families—foreclosures,
unemployment, global warming and so on. I saw how Lucas was becoming more and
more interested in what was happening in the world; at the same time I saw how
he started an internal dialog, searching for possible solutions.
I saw my son more involved and
engaged, with more clear political philosophies that reflect his own values in
everyday life.
Finally, after a stressful but
extremely enriching interview process before the ILC panel, Lucas was nominated
as one of the kids who would participate in ILC at Columbia University,
attending a Constitutional Law class.
What followed that day was a
preparation for the big day that he and five other students would leave for the
East Coast, to be active participants in the Constitutional Law class.
Before the trip, Lucas prepared
everything by himself; I was silently close to him.
When he left for Columbia, I felt a
mix of feelings: emptiness, joy, and excitement. I knew that this would be an
extraordinary experience for him.
During the four weeks that he was
there, I had my own routine; at 10:00 am I would have my coffee break and I
would enjoy reading Lucas’ blog as well as the other students’ blogs.
I saw how Lucas was transforming in
front of my eyes; he became this young man, who started using terms like “social
justice,” “human rights,” “freedom,” “equality.” It brought memories of my own
adolescence, growing up in a country under dictatorship.
What ILC has given to Lucas is a
treasure, an experience during which the kids needed to integrate intellectual
work, social skills, life skills and ideals that make you grow as a person.
We are so grateful to ILC for this opportunity
that otherwise we would not have been able to offer to Lucas.
Lucas’ younger sister has seen his
progress through this experience, and now she is thinking of applying to ILC
too, because she knows it would be an experience that would change her life
too.
For now I need to prepare myself. My
son will leave soon for college, a new chapter in his life as well as mine. In
my culture, kids stay with their families when they go to college. Here it is
different. I need to let him go.
As a friend of mine says …..”We give
our children roots…and we give them wings.”
Thanks, ILC
Victoria Bravo (Lucas’s mom)
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