Opinion 01 / Carlota Rebelo
Union dues
For as long as I can remember, being European has been a part of my Portuguese identity. After our turbulent dictatorship years, perhaps growing up in a peaceful and democratic Portugal – an EU member throughout my life – had something to do with it. It took moving to the UK, nearly a decade ago now and long before Brexit, for me to realise that not everyone born in Europe actually feels European.
Don’t get me wrong: the EU has its flaws and is far from perfect. But it feels poignant on this year’s Europe Day, in particular, to remember all the things that we have to be grateful for. I, for one, can’t really imagine my life without the EU. It has allowed me to grow up and live across a continent where – until February this year – war between European nations had been the stuff of history books. It showed me a world without borders, where people and goods could travel freely. It opened the doors to more than 4,000 universities and funded my Erasmus year in Florence. It gave me one of my first jobs at the European Parliament in Brussels. And it allowed me to move seamlessly to the UK, a process that is no longer quite so simple.
I’ve never really celebrated Europe Day. It’s strange to mark a day that commemorates “peace and unity” when it’s all that you have known. But Russia’s desire to use this day to herald a much darker victory in its war in Ukraine shows us why we should never take peace for granted – and reminds us how lucky we really are.