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Above all, I am a worker. This is the starting point to understand my role in today’s society. My parents were workers, as were my grandparents and those who came before them. I am a child of labor. The fruit of my parents’ sweat and sacrifice, of constant daily struggle, of dreams and the pursuit of a better life. Based on this heritage and the raw observation of reality, I understand work as the only way to improve one’s own reality and that of those around you. Thus, this manifesto is the synthesis of what I believe, and at the core of my belief lies work as a means to pleasure and the healing of pain. As a source of pride and purpose.

My first real contact with programming was during a mechatronics technical course I took in high school, when I was still figuring out where my life was heading. Among all the disciplines, the automation classes stood out—solving problems using simple C programs compiled into microcontrollers made my eyes shine.

Well, it’s been a while since my last post here. Just like everyone else, I have been busy with the day-to-day stuff. It’s not like I did not have any time to write here, but I didn’t feel like it until now. And, though I have so much to write about technical stuff, today I want to write about a topic that has been a challenge for me my whole life. Today the subject is discipline and why I think it’s important.

Greetings to everyone reading this. This is the very first post of this blog, and I’ll start by explaining why I decided to start one and what I want to share here.