He finishes the cut of sirloin and wipes his lips. His mother, eagerly awaited, takes the plate away from him and asks: "Do you want dessert?" He is looking at his mobile phone and has not heard her. "Do you want dessert?" he repeats. "Oh... What is there?" The woman puts the fruit bowl on the kitchen table for him. "Everything... Banana, apple, pear..." He snorts. "I'm too lazy to peel. Nothing." Mom shakes her head. "I'll peel it for you; eat fruit, you have to work. Pear?" He nods, still watching the video they sent him, and laughs to himself. "Look what they say on TV. It happened in Germany. Young people vote for the extreme right and girls don't," says the mother. He raises his eyes, for a moment, from the screen. "Because we know very well what happens, unlike the aunts." The mother, for a moment, changes her peaceful expression. "Oh, yes? And what happens?" And he, his son, that boy who in primary school said he wanted to be an archaeologist, touches the donkey and says: "The immigrants are taking everything from us. That's why we vote for those who help us! There's no room for us here!"
You look at him. He left high school and didn't want to do a degree either. Now he has a trial contract in a slaughterhouse. Of all the children who started, together, in primary school, most of the girls study. El Mar, aesthetics; Mariana, the social scientist, to study criminology; Paula, the artistic one, who wants to be a manga artist; Sole, the scientist (she has always been a coco), and Manahil, who was already seen, the humanist (he wants to be a journalist). The children, on the other hand, in greater proportion, have left their studies. There is Marc, who will study classics, and Pablo, who will study business, but many of the others are already working in jobs they don't like. Like his own. When they say on television that immigrants are here to do the jobs "that we don't want to do" she thinks that her son is doing them, too. And from there, thinks the woman, comes the anger. Her son does not accept sharing the rung with those at the bottom of everything.
