What happens if at the end of the battle we lose, but this time, everything. What happens if at the last minute of the resistance we receive the coup de grace, the fierce irreparable blow of defeat, one that can leave us dead, without any hope, on the ground, dejected and breathless. What we do, how the rose bushes, the dreams and the towns look. Right there, in the tremors of these questions, when the cold, the night and the neoliberal winter take position in order to cool the souls, we need once again, towarm the heart, to be reborn from the ashes, to revive the fallen wills with such to inflict one last counterattack, one last move in which the destiny of public education is defined. This tight essay gives respite to a Latin American pedagogy, one that, in short, to its peers in the counter-hegemonic struggle allows, on the day after the avalanche, to return the volcanic heat to those forces coming from below.