Valencian Country

I was born the 21st April 1991 in Vila-real, Valencian Country. Now you may think...what? What's Valencian Country? Well. Probably you'll think that this region's (I despite this word) name is Valencian Community. And yes, I know officially it is.
To be honest, that “community” makes me laugh. It reminds me of “comunitat de propietaris” -resident's association in English-. The denomination País Valencià -Valencian Country- has dissappared from most or all official papers, although this name was completely accepted some years ago, until PP came to power here. Obviously they thought it was too “red-separatist”, you understand what I mean!
Coming back to what I first said, Valencian Country is my land, and I feel proud of it. I'm not proud of lots of people who live here and what they do here, though. At home, my parents have always spoken to me in Catalan: my mum in Valencian dialect and my dad in Majorcan. So yes, you can guess I defend the unity of the language. In my opinion it's a total nonsense to say that these aren't the same language. Dialects are what make a language rich and we must be proud of each one of them, but it's obvious that all together form a same language. This happens with Catalan and with most languages in the world, if not all. And in general, there hasn't been a big influence by them, but there have never been many references to “Spain” at home, so I have never felt very indentified with it. Nowadays, I don't feel it at all.
I know people will think that it's them who have made me think like this. Again, my answer is no. Obviously they are part of my ideas, but they have never told me: you have to think this way, you have to defend this, you have to hate that. Never, never. So if I think like this,it's because when I reached a certain age, let's say teenager, I started to be interested in politics and I looked for information, read things, talked to people with different views...and so on.

In this land of corruption and “spanishism”, it seems there's no place for us, the real Valencian people, the ones who want a fair government, a place where we can say we're proud of what we are, of our culture, of our identity, of our language. A place where you can speak our language with anybody without having to stand these people laughing at you or saying “in Spanish or I don't understand you”. A place with no fascist nor racist people. A greener place.
In short, a better Valencian Country.

This last paragraph will sound like an idealistic political speech for you. Well, possibly I am an idealist. I know what I want is very difficult, extremely difficult. But that's not a reason for me not to go on supporting my ideas.
Ah, and if you think I am racist, -some people have called me this- well, you better listen.
I am not racist. I don't hit foreigners or people of other races, I hate people who do this. I have had classmates from different countries and I have had no problems with them, I even have had good relationships with some. But I want people who come to live here to respect our language and culture and get adapted. I find it shameful when I speak Catalan to somebody, whoever they are Andalusian, Castillian, Romanian, North-African or South-American and they reply in a bad way, “Don't speak Catalan (or Valencian)”, “What?????? I don't understand!”, or worse things. Can't I speak my own language in my own country or what?
On the other hand I've seen foreigners -not a big number to be honest, but still some- not just understanding Catalan but also talking it. And I admire those. Why can't all of them be like that?

You may think very few people think like me. And well, if you compare it with the people that think the opposite, you are right. But we're not an insignificant number. Little by little we are more, and I know we won't stop supporting our ideas and defending our goals, a free Valencian Country, free to be able to decide its future and considering the option of joining our brother countries to be stronger.