Acknowledgements

Nobody gets to places alone

My grandma: first generation Argentinean after her family fled Russian Empire (now a town in Ukraine) scaping pogroms. One of the first women to get a university degree in the country in the 1940s. A biological anthropology researcher in the National Museum of Biological History. She had to stop her research due to political persecution (an misogyny) for being a Jewish Women.

My Aunt that took me to her chemistry lab at the age of 3 to look at blue salt crystals. She got her degree even when she did not have money for food. She was a complicated woman with a complicated story that taught me that well: if you love something you can get it.

My mum. Well. She blessed me (and cursed me a bit) with her trust in that I could do anything. She encouraged me to do EVERYTHING I wanted, even if that implied taking me to violin, music, theater, choir and painting classes many times walking or in public transport. I would not be here without her.

My dad, I cannot believe how much I miss him every day. Since the first time I sang in a huge theater to my graduation, my partners, my trips, my struggles, every time I wanted to quit and every time I did not: he was there even if he was no longer with us.

My big and loud adopted Argentinian family. Can not thank enough.

My friends. OMG, my friends. We are a pack of 10 inseparable people since the age of 13.

My German friends (Panos, Marcel, Aris, Miri, Tamas, Cleidi, Ivano, all Rajewsky lab actually) that actually taught me coding and fun and Berlin tricks, parks and music.

My Boston Family: The European section Ane and Pablo, Michela and Kris, and the Argentinean section: Irina, Lucas, Pilin, Enzo, Alan, Andre, Gus, Lucho. I am even a proud aunt of a 2yo baby boy. I cannot believe how far we have come.

But above all: I have to thank, defend and fight for public-free education. I would not be here, my grandma, my aunt, my mum wouldn’t have been there without it.