My connection with the Central University of Venezuela is much more than an academic career: it’s a living root, a symbolic territory where my voice learned to think and project itself. As a student, the UCV taught me to ask uncomfortable questions and to love the answers written between the cracks. There, I received not only intellectual training, but also ethical and political training: the classroom was a critical mirror of the country and the world. At the UCV, freedom breathes and dreams live.
Later, as a professor, I discovered that teaching isn’t about transferring content, but rather about creating spaces for other voices to emerge with their own strength. From my first seminars to the writing and thesis defense workshops, my teaching has been marked by the desire to accompany, provoke, and celebrate situated thought processes.
At UCV, I experienced the academic rigor, precariousness, resilience, and brilliance of a university community that refuses to give up despite adverse historical circumstances. My work as a researcher is fueled by this vital drive for research and educational excellence.
Today, I look back on my experience at UCEV as a journey that continues to bear fruit: every student I mentor carries a bit of that spirit, and every class I teach carries the living memory of a university that gave me my word and taught me to stand by it.





