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When You Are a Rio Street Kid You Can Never Shut Your Eyes PDF Print E-mail
2005 - May 2005
Written by Tom Phillips and Thais Villela   
Saturday, 21 May 2005 19:07

Godói, 14, is a Rio street kidJefferson can't remember exactly how his mother died. Homeless on the streets of Rio de Janeiro, he spends his time sniffing cocaine and trying to forget.

On his 13th birthday he was locked up in Padre Severino, a notorious young offenders' institute. When he escaped, weeks later, he headed back to the city center, where he now lives, scavenging leftovers from local restaurants and trying to avoid the police.

"The police might arrive at any time and kill me if I'm not switched on," explains the 15-year-old, huddled under the Lapa viaduct in central Rio.

Around him lie heaps of squalid mattresses, home to dozens of 'colleagues'.

"Anything is enough for them to start giving us trouble," he says.

Researchers say Jefferson is one of up to 3,000 street children living an increasingly dangerous existence in Rio de Janeiro.

More young Brazilians are killed here than in any other Brazilian state, according to the United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization (UNESCO), with 128 deaths for every 100,000 15-24-year-olds.

Street kids, some as young as nine, are among the most at risk, trawling the city's cracked pavements day and night in search of food and money.

During the 1980s and 1990s Brazilian 'death squads' made up of off-duty police officers routinely murdered street kids.

Udi Butler, a leading researcher into Brazil's street children from the International center for Research and Policy on Childhood (CIESPI), believes these squads are now less common.

"Organized extermination groups specifically targeting children on the streets don't still seem to be operating like they did in the early 90s," he says.

But for street kids like Jefferson the threat seems no less real.

"The other day the police turned up here and asked if we had homes to go to. My friend said no, so he started attacking him with a stick. I said I was from the Morro dos Prazeres - a slum in central Rio - but he beat me anyway."

The execution of seven under-18s in Nova Iguaçu last month again underlined the dangers facing young people in Brazil's poorer communities.

"With the rise of the drug gangs, you have another kind of extermination," says Butler.

"The boundary between police and the drug gangs has become very blurred and the killing of young people is happening all over the place, whether they are members of the drug gangs or not. People on the streets have been caught up in the escalating violence relating to this," he added.

Yvonne de Mello, a campaigner and social worker, says most street children in Rio are fleeing the drug wars that plague many of its 680 favelas, or slums.

"This everyday violence makes favelas a constant source of street children," she explains at her project in the Baixa do Sapateiro slum where drug traffickers recently cut the legs off a local boy before executing him.

"They come from the slums where you have shootings every day," adds de Mello.

Life on the streets is seldom an improvement. At best, street kids are shunned or verbally abused by the public. At worst, they are threatened, sexually abused, or beaten by police.

Many, like 14-year-old Godói, turn to cheap hallucinogenic drugs like 'thinner' (paint stripper) as a means of escape.

Godói's parents were always fighting, he says. Aged eight, he moved in with his grandma and, when she died, he chose the streets over the constant rows back home.

He won't be homeless forever, he says. He already plans to have two sons and doesn't want them to grow up, like him, on the streets.

"There are only two things that take away the fear of violence: drugs and the presence of God," explains baby-faced Godói, stashing a can of paint-stripper under his torn shirt. "With God by your side you don't even feel hungry."

"For them using drugs is like a survival strategy to forget stressful conditions where they come from or the hardship of life on the street," explains Butler, whose documentary "Coming of Age on the Streets of Rio" examines the lives of the city's street populations.

It's impossible to ignore the clusters of scruffy street children who beg at traffic lights in cities like Rio de Janeiro, as much part of the landscape as the statue of Jesus Christ that towers above the chaotic city.

Butler describes these children as "a bitter fruit in a complex tree of poverty and inequality".

Brazil is one of the most unequal countries in the world in terms of wealth distribution, with the country's richest 10 per cent controlling nearly 50 per cent of its wealth, according to the World Bank.

For kids like Jefferson and Godói, trapped in a cycle of drug abuse and physical violence, there seems little escape.

"When I see kids going home from school with their parents at five O'clock, running along happily, I can't understand why I don't have this," says Jefferson.

Some are lucky. Fábio Campos de Oliveira, 23, spent 10 years on the streets and still has the wounds to show for it. Five years ago his right leg was shattered by a bullet after a failed robbery attempt in Rio's city center.

"There were five of us and we saw a man coming out of the Bingo Hall with a big bag. We started to follow him but a security guard came out and spotted us... We didn't stop and another guard came out and began shooting," he recalls, pointing to a thick bullet scar still coursing across his thigh.

After being taken in by social workers at the Madame Satã radio station in Lapa, Fábio turned his hand to DJ-ing.

"Lots of street kids get out but come back. But there are others who sorted themselves out. I don't think I'm an exception," he explains giving the example of his friend Renato de Souza, who starred as Marreco in the hit film "City of God."

Fábio now hosts two radio shows and wants to go to college.

Butler believes cases like these show a growing determination on the part of the authorities to confront the problem's roots, but accepts that such incidents are rare.

"There are positive things going on. There are a number of NGOs and government agencies trying to improve the conditions of the street population," says Butler. "But Brazil's social and economic problems will take longer to solve."

"Unless these kids are given more alternatives and opportunities, the street can actually be a very attractive option. A number of people say it has an addictive quality - it's a space of freedom... from being told what to do."

Brazil's estimated 18,000 street kids live by a complex set of codes.

"Life on the streets teaches you something being in school or university or the army never will - survival in the school of life," explains Fábio.

"On the streets you learn to be humble, to share things and what friendship really means. It gives you the sensation of having a real family."

It's common for street kids to 'marry' as young as 12 in search of stability and compassion. But the underlying violence is never far away.

"If you see a girl with a cut face it's because she stole someone else's husband'," Fábio says.

Twelve years ago vigilantes stunned Brazil, murdering eight street kids in Candelária, central Rio.

At the time, research by Human Rights Watch, an organization dedicated to protecting the human rights of people around the world, showed that 5,644 kids aged between five and 17 met violent deaths in Brazil between 1989 and 1991.

Academics like Udi Butler who thought 'death squads' had stopped targeting street kids are now more cautious.

"Until recently I would have said that the really bad things that happened in the early 1990s like Candelária haven't happened to that extent since. But then recently several under-18s were murdered by thugs on the streets of São Paulo."

At street level the vision is bleaker still. Fearful of being killed in their sleep, the kids clustered around Lapa's viaduct keep a constant vigil until dawn, chanting rap lyrics and smoking cigarettes.

"Some of us sleep whilst the others stay awake," explains Jefferson. "If everybody went to sleep at the same time you never know what might happen."

Tom Phillips is a British freelance journalist who has lived in Brazil for two years. He writes for the "Independent" and the "Sunday Herald" and has had his work published in newspapers around the world. You may visit his blog at http://globalnoticias.blogspot.com or contact him on atphillips@gmail.com.

This article appeared originally in Scotland's "Sunday Herald."



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Real Trade Programs to such kids
written by Guest, May 22, 2005
Street kids in Brazil are a huge problem and such problem is a problem of everybody. It is necessary the society in Brazil take actions at this entire social gap. In one way or another we are responsible for this. We allowed the poverty increase so much that is almost out of control now.
I was partial street kids and I spent all my childhood on the streets. I used to see my mother some times two times per year. Since teenager I work loading and un-loading trucks, doing jobs that nobody wants to do and dreaming to escape so much poverty.
Today, I live in Canada as Canadian Citizen. I had an opportunity through labour Union 183 to do a course as brick layer. It was a wonderful experience during the winter time to see people from different ages learning how to lay bricks, how to work as carpenters, how to work with pipes and so on.
Each brick that I laid over there, I thought about our kids on the street. If our entire society feels responsible for such situation, it would be easy to make serious programs to re-educate such kids and give to them professional trade training for them to defend for themselves sooner in their lives.
We are responsible for each child on the streets. Since, we never know who is the father of such child, perhaps is your relative; nobody can control the adventures of all males from his or her family.
desligado
written by Guest, May 22, 2005
Thanks for the update.
The other day i had the experience of being accosted by a group of 5 of these kids. They wanted to hold me up. They used a knife. I fought with them and got away unharmed and lost nothing. What really surprised me is the amount of anger and aggression i felt towards tese kids after the episode. I'm here working for an NGO... in the faveleas. But after seeing a 12 year old with a knife "pretending" he was going to use it ... i don't knw. I felt like i wanted to kill him. This shocked me. I honestly would have killed him at that moment had i a weapon. I felt like there was no chance for him to grow up into someone with a sense of right and wrong. Bettter off dead, than allowing such kids to grow into even bigger monstors? The event made me question everything. It doesn't matter anymore that he's on the street because the rich dominate the resources and refuse to share. He is there... now.. and probably going to kill. It no longer mattters who's fault it is that this problem exists. Many of these kids will simply be monstors that prey on others. Kill them? Kill me? Kill everyone? ...
Working for an NGO
written by Guest, May 22, 2005
Hummmmmm You are making money, you have a job and you want to kill the people that gave you the job. Unbeliveble, are you sure that you are in the right place and in the right time. You can find job in other functions in this world.
These kids they do not need a person full of hate like you, they already have enough everyday. If they attacked you because they know that you are using them.
I advise you to leave the area, I am sure, you are going to be murder over there. They do not like you, you exploit their situation.
Go to find a job in a prison as social assistent, the Febem in Sao Paulo needs staff. Good luck.
ngo
written by Guest, May 22, 2005
you would kill over pocket change. you have a job why dident you just give them your money and get over it. you can get it back the next day. why the hell would anyone want to kill to save a little pocket change. as for the kids growing into monsters its people like you that create these monsters. these kids need a way to fend for themselves like the first poster points out. and like the song says,

give a man a fish he'll eat for a day.
teach him how to fish he'll eat forever.

f**king brazil. educate yourselves educate your people.
if the rest of the world can do it, whats your excuse.
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written by Guest, May 22, 2005
NGO guy has come on here and been honest about his feelings and what happened to me. Give the guy a little slack!

In the mean time death to rich crimnal elite that runs brasil. And the middle class who feed off its s**t while blaming the impoverished under class for their miserable situation.
Visited Bahia!!!
written by Guest, May 22, 2005
I visisted Bahia in 2003 and didn't see the number of street kids that I hear about in Rio. Oh there were some street kids in Bahia but very few and I would see the same ones over and over which I started to befriend. My fav one was Carlinho a gorgeous honeyskinned kid of 8 0r 9 years old. My heart stays forever with the street kids in Rio and elsewhere.
Hummmm
written by Guest, May 22, 2005
It seems to me a child m******r.
Agree about NGO
written by Guest, May 23, 2005
NGO is in the wrong field. Should be an accountant or something.For kids to have to suffer like that is unconscionable. Some ( maybe most ) of these kids could be saved if given decent treatment, and programs designed to integrate them into society. Bigger problem is dealing with conditions that put kids on the street to begin with. This isn't just a 3rd world problem, lot's of street kids in first world too ( USA in particular ). The difference is the higher level of violence street kids in Brazil have to live with. AS pointed out, they have no safe havens to go to.
Street Kids
written by Guest, May 23, 2005
You are right that street kids is not just a problem of Brasil. The USA probably has more street kids than Brasil. You see the USA is a BIGGGGGGGGGG liar. The USA is similar to Brasil in that most of the wealth is in the hands of a few. These few buy the "low life" politicians who then get into public office and puppet the wants and desires of the rich person(s) who put him/her in public office. They pass laws that impose their belief system on others who may have another belief sytem. Make no mistake, they dont care about your belief system!! They build a large infrastructure of judges,courts, police, military, social workers, religious leaders,psychologists with the policy intent to keep the status quo. In other words they want you to stay in your place!!!!! How dare you even think about becoming like me! I'm better than you! I have more money/real than you! My family tree is better than yours! ONE VERY LARGE FACT ESCAPES THE NOTICE OF WHAT I CALL THE CRIMINAL ELITE, THAT ULTIMATELY WE ALL DESCENDED FROM ADAM, AND MORE SPECIFIACALLY NOAH AND HIS THREE SONS SHEM, HAM, AND JAPHETH. These three men pissed up against the wall just like you and I. The only difference between your situation and that of the elite is that they have more of ceasars money/real than you do period! The money that they have is printed. You and I have been brainwashed into looking at these images of dead presidents as being the source of happiness. This is a major mistake! It is the reason for poverty! To un-brainwash yourself you must began to look at money/real as something that was "GIVEN" to you by the government, and it must be returned to the government. Because it belongs to the government! Now you on the other hand can print your own money by starting a corporation, it's call stock certificates! Yes you can become a millionaire overnight by starting your own company and selling your goods and services for a fee. This is the same thing that the government is doing! The stock certificates that they sell is called money/real. You either buy into their game or you dont! How does this tie in to the street kids of America and Brasil, anytime you see misery on this scale the government has made that misery it's policy. History is screaming!! with examples of state sponsored misery! When the government makes as it's policy state sponsored misery, those who are able to counter by doing good must!!!!!! step forward. To hell with the elite, politicians, corporate heads, police, whoever! They are the lowest of the lowest! Not only are we brainwashed but we are nosewashed because we do not smell the stench coming from these groups!!!! Pheww! All that matters is that when we see children suffer it is our God given duty to help them period! They do not have the awareness to deal with everyday problems as adults do. They need direction! Start baseball, soccer, football, tennis, basketball teams and get them involved! The next world superstar may come out of their midst. Jesus Christ did not start his ministry until he was 30 years old, and he was a perfect man. Remember this, that a all powerful God named Jehovah is carefully observing what is going on in america and brasil as well as the whole world. This magnificent God, Jehovah is not slow about intervening in mans affairs. Note that Jehovah had no beginning!!!!! He has been around forever. So the mess that we find ourselves in has only been in existence for seconds, if that, to almighty Jehovah. Notice that the older you get the faster time goes by. Lets think on a higher level here! God,Jehovah can undo anything that man does!!!! So my first response to the street children of america and brasil is to ask Jehovah to do what he wills to do for them! My second response is to do something in my power for them. I have zero confidence in the elite, politicians, etc to do anything besides what they do best, screw things up beyond all recognition! If anything you should be contracting back into your communities, setting up neighborhood councils to deal with your own problems! Get, and keep the elite out of your business! Teach your wives, sons, daughters to keep their mouths shut and stop taking candy from " THE NICE MAN/WOMEN", it's a confidence game! They want something from you! After all without the work and support of the people the elite would be the street people!!!!!!!!!! They need you!!!
I like the way your President is standing up to the USA and saying no! Keep up the good work! Millions of us in the USA are pulling for you! It was great the way he said no to Secretary Rice, truly a power mad PMS crazed, nutty black woman, with black womens desease,(multiple personality disorder). This disorder is characterized by a women who takes on the personalities of the people that she is in contact with on a regular basis.

Peace on earth as it is in the rest of the Universe!

\"Street Kids\" guy
written by Guest, May 24, 2005
"You are right that street kids is not just a problem of Brasil. The USA probably has more street kids than Brasil. You see the USA is a BIGGGGGGGGGG liar. The USA is similar to Brasil in that most of the wealth is in the hands of a few."


Who said anything about the US? The guy that wrote the article isn't even American-he's British.
...
written by Guest, May 24, 2005
Most of the street kids are black or mixed so who really cares? I do, but the rest of society could care less. It's the same way in America. Black people ought to be used to having it hard after over 500 years of it. If they didn't care about you 500 years ago what makes you think society cares now. The abuse and neglect of blacks is a worldwide phenomenon. Why be shocked now?
street kids in the U.S.
written by Guest, May 24, 2005
Sorry to disappoint you. It is true there are homeless people in the streets in the U.S. but you will not see young children abandoned in the streets of the U.S. That is the difference. In Brazil you allow children to be homeless and live in the streets.
Solidariety
written by Guest, May 24, 2005
The huge problem in Brazil is lack of solidariety. Everybody thinks that my problem is my problem and it is not the problem of the society. They forget a big lesson, what is happening in the neighbour house today will happen in my house tomorrow and perhaps worst.

Brazil will always have this huge social gap until everybody change the way that they think. When they learn that their daughter, which goes to bale dance class since toddler may be tomorrow a night table dancer girl in a third category bar, then they will change the attitude.
Not a matter of colour....UNITE
written by Guest, May 24, 2005
I think the problem lies more with class divide. For a rich man to be rich he needs poverty to feed off and will not give a f**k on what colour they are and will kill if they have to in order to hang on to their power. This stems from the drug dealer on the street eliminating others to control the game and become powerful through money....all the way to the president of the White House who f**ks over the 3rd world countries with their strict trade sanctions so they always have the upper hand money and power. Some would say that there is a line of deceit from the white house to the street. Police will turn a blind eye to drugs and dealers, because drugs control the masses as well as eliminate them....just open your eyes.....don't divide the working class by using colour, we should be uniting to make the privlidged few in power nervous, REVOLUTION!!! They will always be one step ahead so we need to be 2. There is enough money in the world to end poverty a 100 times over so why is there still poverty?.
Street kids in the USA
written by Guest, May 24, 2005
You may not see them abandoned in the USA because the USA has sophisticated language, agencies, juvenile detention centers (concentration camps), that are used to hide the fact that its child abandonment problem is worse than that of Brazil! If we count the 50 million abortions that have taken place in the USA since the 1970's, no other country on earth comes close to violence against children! Yes Abortion, the great american way of getting rid of unwanted children! At least Brazil gives them a running chance! The USA looks up asses of women to find children to kill! If it cant find them there, then it creates agencies of the government that takes the children away from parents to brainwash them into going into the military where they will meet their fate as a bullet stopper, or shrapnel catcher! It does'nt stop there, the USA has a school system that teaches lies and propaganda to children to prepare them for future exploitation by those in power! What a great system!! I haven't even talked about the feminist's who have for the last 40 years have turned the USA into weakest nation on earth morally. This group of witches have no equal on earth! If You are listening Brazilian men, keep these witches out of your country, home, business, minds, water supply, food supply, whatever! You dont know what hell is until these these flying manhaters get a strangle hold on your institutions! I say again, watch out that you do not let the man hating feminist into your country! They come around with the noble intent to help the poor women who got a black eye for cheating on her man, by the time they leave the man who gave the woman a black eye is being executed in the public square, drawn and quartered. I say again, keep this witch out of your country! You survived slavery, you may not survive theFEMINISTS!!!! So yes Brazil allows children to be homeless and live in the streets, the USA allows children to be homeless and live in foster homes, juvenile homes, public schools, where they are abused, exploited raped, molested, verbally and mentally abused, and murdered! At least Brazil children have a running chance! Let's see, after all the aforementioned abuse that child grows up to be a BUM on the streets of Denver Colorado the highest stage in the USA at 5,280 feet. It is here that he or she takes the lessons of the past and carries them to new heights. Come, see, smell, the crackhead, herion junkie, wine-oh, prostitute, pimp, fake-assed person who is not one of those, crooked police, polititions,priests, social workers, business owners, etc. All former children who had the priviledge to grow up in the USA while not being sucked out of their mothers womb by some mad scientist looking to harvest stem cells. Yes the street kids in the USA are doing quite well sleeping in shelters with desease, bed bugs bitting them, grossed out looking people snoring, farting, coughing next to them, what a life! Only in the USA!
Why is there still poverty
written by Guest, May 24, 2005
Because the invisible god of this system (world order) wants it that way. His name is SATAN! He controls all of the earths leaders! He gives power to the ones who can cause the most misery and death! If you are a good person look out, you are about to be attacked! He has been doing his thing for approximately 6,000 years, and very few people know he exists! He was joined in his quest by an army of like kind invisible former angels who could'nt stop looking at or touching the beautiful daughters of men! They were subsequently expelled (kicked out) of the heavenly places and confined (quarantined) to the vicinity of the earth. They are very pissed off because they know that at any time God Jehovah will give the command to his son King (of the Messianic Kingdom)Jesus Christ to go and put an end to their reign of terror against man. So therein lies your answer to the question of why there is so much poverty. If you distract a person with want, then he wont see what your real motive is! Most people in the world today are so distracted with just trying to make aliving that they do not see the real BIG issue here! The battle for UNIVERSAL SOVEREIGNTY!
re: street kids in the USA - You are a j
written by Guest, May 24, 2005
Sounds like an american women got the best of you. You probably didn't measure up to her american lovers. Funny how in a free, democratic country, where people are free to express their thoughs and ideas you can find something to criticize. Many people would and have died for the right to speak freely.

As far as kids go....Would you rather leave your child on the street fending for himself or in a foster home where they are clothed, fed, educated and given a fighting chance to be a productive part of society where they can independenlty support themselves and thrive?

As far as abortion goes.....Being the democratic country that the US is and having the ability to vote for what you believe in, it seems only appropriate that in a free country that women are given control over their own bodies. There are ligitimate reasons to have an abortion.....rape....insest

Every country has their poor, needy and homeless. What does Brazil do to help these people? Send out armies to "Eliminate" the street kids? In the US there are programs and shelters to give people another chance.
Street Kids
written by Guest, May 24, 2005
Programs and shelters where they are subsequently tortured and eliminated! Same as Brazil! But probably worse since this society offers so much, but takes away the tools that you need to get these things at an early age. No an American women did'nt get the best of me she got the best that I could give her at the time, and it was not good enough. However since I survived her I now warn unsupecting men such as yourself of the dangers of american feminists! I could flip my switch at any time and start exploiting them with great efficiency! However I have a mother and father who instructed me to treat people with kindness, and why should I sink to their level! I was referring to killing the unborn as a form of birth control. How about a little personal responsibility here from men as well as women! I did'nt mention the abortion industry that harvests the fetuses for medical research! Kind of nefarious isn't it!
To street kids in USA
written by Guest, May 24, 2005
I did'nt get your full comment, but it looks like you said that I am a joke. If that is the case then my reply to you changes to this. Guys like you walk around thinking that you are the best lovers in the world, I could take your woman from you without effort! From what I hear from the women of Brazil you guys dont even treat your women with respect! Bad move! I was'nt going to go here but your reply sparked a nerve. Where are all of the so called men who caused these children to be born at!!! Lazy, irresponsible bums is what they are! It's alright to lay up with a women and create a child, but no one wants the responsibility of raising that child! Shame on all of you bums who create these street children! Maybe the solution to the problems of street children is castration of any man who creates a child and does not take care of it. This is one of the feminist ideals I may agree with! So if one or more of those street children is yours, get your lazy ass out there and take care of it!
To street kids in the USA
written by Guest, May 25, 2005
My apologies to you! You are a good man just expressing his opinion!

Thanks...
USA street kids
written by Guest, May 25, 2005
I could flip my switch at any time and start exploiting them with great efficiency!

What does that mean?
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written by Guest, May 26, 2005
Americans are some f-cked up people both male and female. But what do you expect from people who live in a greedy, grabbing capitalistic money driven culture? There is no place in the US for a person who cannot kick ass especially in the corporate world. Only the strong survive in America and in order for a woman to survive in the business sector she must strap on a 10 foot dick (for black women a 50 foot dick) and prove that she is as tough as a man.

America is the land of opportunity if you can kick ass and get yours at the expense of everyone else. There is no such thing as love and friendship in American society in which people have the disposition of pit bulls.

America is the only world superpower because of her ass kicking domineering ways. Don't be weak in America. If you can't jump in the corporate dog fighting ring and tear somebody's throat out then you will not achieve in America.

The huge numbers of homeless attest to the fact that they were not strong and inhumane enough to get in their and kick some ass in a country that eats up the weak.
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written by Guest, May 26, 2005
Yes we have many abandoned children in American society primarily Native American and black kids. In America it's all about business, profit driven Social services agencies, foster care, etc. Most of the kids are raped and abused by perverts who only requirements for taking in the kids is that they are affluent and own a home.

In the ghettoes many black kids roam the streets homeless and uncared for. Maybe not in large numbers as in Brazil but for the same reasons - parents stressed out and destroyed by poverty and oppression. The same with Native American and native Hawaiaan kids. Parents no longer give a sh-t and have given up in life. This is where the profit driven prison and juvenile faciliites comes in.

America wants a lot of f-cked up people walking around so that she can make money off of them. They are not interested in rehabilitating people. They are not interested in helping the minority parent make it in the world. They prefer the parent stays f-cked up so they can continue to make a profit off of human misery.

The street children in Brazil exhibited an optimism and warmth I seldom experienced in American abandoned children who are hostile, jaded and suspicious. I love children but Brazil's children are a true treasure. In America the impoverished kids are well aware that the social workers and institutions don't give a damn about them they are only interested in "pimping" them to make a buck for themselves.
So much bla bla
written by Guest, May 26, 2005
Ladies and Gentleman. I want to see actions, I want to see solutions. We do not need this Portuguese culture of talk. We need actions and practical solutions to real protec the children.
Let's be at side personal differences and get a discussion of the real problem and find a way to solve such problem.
Re: So much bla bla
written by Guest, May 26, 2005
The real problem as I see it is irresponsible sport f-ckin. There are a lot of brazilians f-ckin and not takin responsibilty for the end result of their f-ckin! You see everyone of those homeless children came out of the eye of a dick! Now that being said, it is what it is! That's the problem! The solution? Now that harder since you are not going to get these brazilians to practice responsible behavior! Therefore America to the rescue! There are millions of nice families in America who would love to adopt all of these street children and turn them into doctors, lawyers, accountants, businessmen, sports heroes, garbage collectors, construction workers, engineers, scientists, schoolteachers, etc. Just get your country to change its adoption laws, then us good old Americano/a, gringos, gringas will solve your countries problems for you!
RE: Americans are some f-cked up people.
written by Guest, May 26, 2005
Most Americans are decent people and do not behave in the way that you described. The Americans that you are talking about belong to parties known as Democratic & Republican. However just because most Americans are not cutthroat, back stabbing sociopaths like the ones you described, does not mean thay do not have the tools, and knowledge to totally destroy those who are in power be it in a corporation or politically. Those in power know that they are one more disaster away from being thrown out of power by these so called weak americans that you are talking about. To put it a different way, YOU ARE LOOKING AT THE WEAKEST OF AMERICA FROM POLITICIANS TO CORPORATE HEADS!!!! They take jobs that the strongest of Americans dont want! Do not make the mistake of universal generalizations (all men are dogs, you are a man, therefore you are a dog). All Americans are not the same! Some of us are content with a little, some of us are not content with a lot! Most of the homeless men that you are talking about are former combat veterans who caught bullets and spit them out of their mouths and said "is that the best you can do." It was once said by Jock Ewing, "power is something you take," nobody gives you nothing, and Americans understand this better than anyone on planet earth! Both weak and strong!!!!!!!!!!!!
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written by Guest, May 27, 2005
Leave the street kids in Brazil. Why take a black or mixed child to America to live in a lily white suburb where he will be abused and rejected? White people who adopt nonwhite children soon learn firsthand the horrors of American racism once the rose colored glasses are snatched off.

The children would be much better off in Brazil (unless the child looks or is white) than being carted off to live in some lily white American suburb where he will not be wanted.
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written by Guest, May 27, 2005
Yes please leave the kids in Brazil among familiar surroundings. They won't be any better off among rich "gringoes" in America.

Better for them to deal with the racism of Brazil and be called a n-gger in their own language than to put up with the even worse racial violence and be called n-gger in a foreign langugage.

Hell America doesn't give a damn about her own black and brown children what makes Brazil thinks she will do any better by hers?
Idiot Logic Brasil
written by Guest, May 27, 2005
Typical. Brasilians always blame others for their f**k ups. The classic scapegoat are always gringos. It is too bad those children are unable to express their views on this forum. Yes, those homeless daughters and sons of BRASIL! Sing the national anthem pessoas! Be proud! Valeu!
SICK LOGIC
written by Guest, May 27, 2005
Actually, the guy is trying to get Americans to accept responsiblitiy for ITS own f**kups. But Americans never accept responsibility, they always blame society's victims, all the while defining THAT as responsibility. Sick logic.
It will never be better
written by Guest, May 27, 2005
Sadly we are ALL to blame for what happens to the children of our societies, regardless of what country it is or what ethnicity the children are. It is so easy to compare one country to another, blame the government, blah blah blah... but we all buy products from corrupt companies or pay taxes that we know are being used frivolously, we all conveniently classify s**t like abused homeless children under the "not really my problem" category. Even if you want to say "oh, there are shelters/programs to help..." they don't even scratch the surface. The people responsible are obviously the parents--- but they were probably not much more than children themselves when they started having kids. How far back does one take the blame game? If those parents didn't do drugs/commit crimes/had an education/had a job would it prevent the homeless child epidemic? No, not really. Or how about handing out birth control or offering women free tubal ligation (and a sari like they do in rural india), will that help? I doubt it. The damage has gone to far for there to be any remedy. I guess someone can help one child at a time or try to re-educate slum/favela residents but it sure seems like an uphill battle. It's a trip to read some of these comments, and how it's always like US vs Brasil, lightskin vs darkskin... to me it doesn't make a difference. I've lived in both countries and I'm a (white) divorced mother of 2 kids ( 1 is mexican and 1 is black) and we experience more racism in the US, mostly (of course) from older white people. Anyways, it is a horrifying thought that as late as the 1990's ( and I'm sure today too) there were squads killing off these street kids...I see where that one guy was coming from when he said something like it would prevent them from growing up to be monsters and repeating the cycle, but I don't think it'll help much other than create more animosity between the HAVES and the HAVENOTS. All I can say is I don't think it'll get better anywhere on a large scale, so all we can do is help one person at a time and tell others to do the same, maybe in a few generations from now it'll improve. Just be thankful that the life you and your family lives is nothing like that of the less fortunate and never take it for granted.
Put your money and effort where your mou
written by Guest, May 27, 2005
My goodness. It is all the fault of the greedy capitolistic pigs in the USA. Without them the world would be a utopian paradise. What a line of crap. What have you done lately to change society? What act of kindness or thoughtfulness did you offer to help alleviate some of the inequity in the world. I know, it is all the Feminist's fault. After all, they just want to be seen as equal. But God forbid you recognze this. It would destroy your feelings of male superiority. Instead of talking and pointing fingers, DO SOMETHING. Quit bitching.
to bahia
written by Guest, May 28, 2005
yep he its sounds like a f**king child m******r.remember a lot of sex tourist go to brazil.is sad that the goverment cant or wont do anything about it
To Bahia
written by Guest, May 29, 2005
I am the 45 year old African American woman that went to Bahia in 2003. I was not speaking of the children in a sexual way but more in a "mother" sort of way as I befriended a lot of the street children in Brazil. Being that I am Black and most of the street children are Black I would parade them around with me to department stores that they would otherwise be kicked out of. Yes I am in love with Brazil Bahia specifically and have a real heart for the children there who I feel are Brazil's greatest treasures. Furthermore I have a fiance who is from Sao Paulo,Brazil so obviously I have no interest in sex with children.
Bernie Allen, nobody in particular.
written by Guest, May 29, 2005
Brazil sounds like a country in need of real reform. After reading through this artical, one really begins to wonder where all of Brazils tax dollars are going, and why has the problem invlovling street children, as well as poverty in general gotten so bad. If you ask me, poverty is the number one problem affecting your today, and I cannot understand why your government has not taking any serious measures in curbing this mosterously out of control issue.

I beleave any step made toward improving the lives of the disenfanchised youth, would not only be grand a gesture to these thousands of street children, but would also go a very along way in improving your countries infalstructure as a whole.For example, Brazil has the potential to become a very popular family vacation spot, but insted, due in large part to the poverty and crime, it remains no more than a country visited by dirty old western men looking to get their jollies.

"When your government has no vision, and your people do nothing but complain, your country will enevidably go down the drain"(I didn't mean for that to rhyme by the way)..... Either way, it doesn't really matter to me, I am only 21, and hopefully with a little time I will also be one of these dirty western men, but in my case, I am Mulatto and so I will blend in, and likely will not be getting robbed if I keep my mouth closed (ha ha)." My point, I have nothing to gain by leaving this post".....GO BRAZIL GO!!!!!!!!!!!! CANADA LOVES YOU!!!!..

Well, I don't know about Canada, but I love you..


Re-Bernie Allen, nobody in particular
written by Guest, May 29, 2005
You are complete right. What to do a huge bloody revolution? You do not know the people like I know. They will never do a revolution, they are like cows. they go to be slaugther and they never complain. The politicians make the party.
THE TREE OF MY LIFE
written by Guest, May 29, 2005
Everybody once upon at time in his or her life had a preferred tree; I did not have one, I had three. They were three beautiful cinnamons in front of the house at 1875 Bento Goncalves Street in a city, South of Brazil. I was not in school yet, but it was the first address that I memorized. My mother with two sons and I moved there during the summer. Perhaps, I was five years old or less, and the summer was so hot. Under those trees it was a pleasure to relax. We spent so many hours there playing and talking.

The first autumn there, the leaves became yellow and after that they fell on the ground. My mother one-day asked me to sweep the leaves, gather them, and bring them to the backyard as garbage. It was a task that I did without pleasure.

In the spring, the three trees became full of green leaves and smaller blue flowers with a marvelous perfume that I still remember. The perfume was so intense and soft that it enveloped the house. I climbed one of the trees, just to feel close the wonderful perfume. After some weeks, small green fruit, the size of a grape replaced the flowers. I often climbed the trees. First of all, to appreciate the perfume, secondly it was a good place to see the street and what was going on. When I saw so much fruit, I started to play with them. I used to throw it on the people that walked on the street. When the fruit became ripe, I realized that I could make some adornments, such as bracelets and other ornamental chains worn around the neck. I had a lot ability to climb all three trees. Sometimes, I walked from one tree to another through the branches. Perhaps at that time the three trees were my best friends. I remember sometimes, I even hugged them.

By next fall I went to school and in the spring, I got a big infection on one foot. It was hard to walk. We used the entire antiseptics and antibiotics available, but no result. I needed to walk about 500 m to school. The sun was so hot, and I felt so much pain. Every day at this time I walked slowly and many times I stopped to cry. My mother was always far when I most needed her, and my aunt and my older brother lacked compassion and initiative. My mom one-day returned home, and an old woman advised her to use the bark of the cinnamon to clean my wound. She cut some pieces of bark of the cinnamon and boiled it in the water for a good long time. When the water was warm, she washed my foot. After some days the infection disappeared. At that time, I made a commitment to myself: “When I become an adult, I will be a doctor, and I will look for new medical treatments for people.”

I WILL BE A DOCTOR

I started to say to everybody: “I am going to be a doctor, I will do research.” Everybody laughed of course. We were so poor and I did not learn how to read in the first year at school. Then, I repeated the year. Next year, one month before the school period finished, they called my aunt because my mother was far away in Argentina working. My aunt went to school and the school director complained that so far I did not learn how to read. If I do not learn in time, I would repeat the year again. My older brother put a table under the trees, and started to teach me. “What is this word?” He asked. “I do not know!” I answered. Then, I received a hit on the head. Each time that I made a mistake perceived another hit on the head. Finally, I was ready to the final at school. I read a small paragraph in a loud voice to the teacher. I was approved to the second year. In the next school year the class gathered about 55 problematic students.
My mother when she came back from Argentina for a short period of time, the first thing that she did was to go at school. I was sitting down in one desk at the front, and the door opened and a woman dressed as a queen came in side, all class stood up, I felt so ashamed and the teacher asked her: “what do you want?” “I want to see my son”; she replayed. “Who is your son?” the teacher asked “This, she answered, and pointed to me”. The teacher was amazed and quickly said to her: “I need to talk with you about him”. Really, she had too much to say about me. I was so dirty, the employer at school needed to wash me, and they wanted that I brought my clothes to be washed there. I could not complain to my aunt; she had a big problem with alcoholism and no responsibility. Then, she decided to give me a tutor. He was an old man, blue eyes, and bald, curved body. He participated in three revolutions and the Second World War against the Nazis and now he had another war. His task was to liberate me from ignorance. He beat me, shouted me for almost 12 years. I refused to learn Latin, French, and English; however, I was interested in army tactics and engineering constructions because at night many marines came into his house to study and I could catch so many things about life and science with them.

Education is a hard job, demands a lot time and this way I lost my best friends, the trees of my life. I have grown up, the time has gone, the wind has gone (perhaps is better to write the time ebbs and flows), and I moved from town to town, country to country, perhaps blind and homeless in the crowd; however, I have never forgetter the perfume of the cinnamon and the freshness from their shadow in the summer.

POTABLE WATER

At that time any house there did not have potable water. It was necessary to take it from a tap two squares from there. We used a drum with two half tires in each side. This way it was easy to push; however, many people used cans of different sizes. It was welcomed the spread of tubes of potable water in that street. To me it was a big adventure to see men open a canal in the ground. Sometimes they found a big rock and it was necessary to use dynamite. It was so exciting to see tires jump from the groove.

In spite of installed a net of potable water in my area, people were so ignorant about water, safety and they did not have basic rules of hygiene that nobody cared about installation of potable water at home. Just three houses made the connection, and this way we shared water with a lot of the neighbourhood. People started to do the connection many years later because the water company sent a bill to everybody and then, whether you used or not, it was necessary to pay the bill.

Around 1971, a lot houses still had no water at home, and on Saturday by 5:00 PM, in the Summer, when I was over the tree, young men were carried cans with water to their home, some even shirt were not dressing because the weather was hot. I looked to the other square and something called my attention. An army van was parked at middle of the street. So weird, I went down the tree, and when I reached the gate, I saw one line of men with machine guns running at sidewalk; in the other side walk another group. They were marines and every man that they met, they arrested and the vans were doing the collect. Some guys went to see what was going on and were arrested too. At the street many cans full of water remained there in the confusion.
The news spread faster, and my mother came home in the evening. She asked about my older brother. At that time he was probably16 years old. I told her that I did not see him anymore. She called a taxi and went at the police with me. It was crowed there. A lot people wanted to know about their friends or relatives. Mom, she was furious and people knew her temperament. She went there and started yelling with everybody. It was necessary to show all prisoners to her, she did not find her son there, before to leave, she give a s**t in all people there and sorry of everybody here if my son was arrested. When we got out of there the crowd came to her and people started to ask did you see my son, my friend, or my employee. It was Saturday night; we took a taxi and started to go in all nightclubs. Finally, she found him dancing with a girl so happy. She asked him to go home and he was so mad at her.
Today, I see everything with other eyes; however, when I was a kid and a teenager, she ashamed me so much with her violent temperament. It was enough somebody want to cheat her, to say a joke or if, she saw one person spanking another individual, she could not stay quiet, she was so aggressive.
Once upon a time her brother told me that she was not a woman, she was a tiger because when he fighter against other kids, she jumped on the horse and crashed the horse against the others kid at same time that she hit them.
In 1969, Army did a revolution against the democrat government with support of United States that was afraid of the international communism. That way people did not have the freedom rights or the basic constitutional rights. Even in 1981, when I was 19 years old, I was drafted as a soldier I could murder a civilian and my responsibility was almost zero. So far you may be arrested in Brazil for three days without reason, just for investigation, it is necessary to be careful with the cops because they shout first and inquire after.
In the 70’ all Latin America was under army govern. With great American support because United States did not want that communism spread for all Latin America; however, after fell Berlin’s wall, Brazil started a program of privatization. So far, I think that we lived a Brazilian Communism because more than 60% of economic was on the hand of govern.

A NAP

Mom was so energetic; sometimes I think that I hated her in especially when it was necessary to nap. A nap is a small period of sleep during the day outs from our normal activities, which help us to recovery our energy and refresh our minds from stress. In general people take nap after lunch. To me it was a big pain, especially when I started to walk, and my mother wanting to rest a little bit. I have in my memories, the silence of the house. My body lay at the side of her; I could not make any noise or movement. If she woke up, she would be mad, and sure that I would receive some spankings.
However, when I saw a rat, I always forgot that I could not make any noise, but the surprise and my feelings were stronger, and from my throat, I expelled some sound such as Hmm!
Every day, every week, every month I was growing bigger and more active, and it was difficult to deal with me. After lunch my mother started to tell me story of a ghost and bad spirits that walked around the house and even bad people. The naptime was sacred to them, but not to me. My thoughts were outside. I would like to see the flowers, the colours and their scents. I loved to run after the birds, chickens, and dogs. That place was full of life, how could I stay quiet if I was full of life too?
Then, I started to escape. Sure that in the first escape I was caught. But with time I got a lot of experience. My body slowly started to slip from the bed, I reached the floor very softly, and then it was necessary to get out of the bedroom and reach outside of the house. It was not easy, some doors are heavy and so difficult to open; however, there was nothing that with patience and time I could not open.

It was a long time ago. I remember that one-day, a man was selling bananas on the street, and I came back home and I opened the purse of my mom. There were American dollars, Guarany from Paraguay, Pesos from Argentina and Uruguay; however, no Brazilian money. I took a red bill from Argentina and I went to trade with the banana seller. I came back home with a lot of bananas, really proud of myself. Then I woke her up, and I showed her the bananas. She asked me where I got money. I explained to her that I used a red bill form Argentina. She told me that it was lot money and asked me to go back to the street and call the man.
I became a famous fugitive, everybody said that one day, I was found walking up President Vargas Avenue and then, they asked to me “where are you going little boy?” I answer, “I am going to the College”. They told me that I had a copybook under my arm. Somebody putted me in a bicycle and brought me back home. I walked many streets alone; some people guess the place that I could stop. However, I always was thinking one way to escape. When I was in Guarulhos airport, Sao Paulo, ready to come to Canada, I called my younger brother, and I said sorry, but I am living in jet plane. He did not believe me. I learned early to get out from difficult situations, to get a nap was not a good idea when there were so much fun out side, cicada, birds, dogs, doves and so on. I remember that my mother rent a house at Joaquim Murtinho Street. The house was in so bad condition.
She needed to put a door at back of house. She did not have furniture. I remember just her and I. She took a diesel can of 40 L, open on side with a knife, at on side she open a square about 100 cm square, with top of can, she made a lot small holy, and then, introduced again at middle of can. She did a kitchen for was, using vegetable coal we may heat water and cook something to us. I guess that at this time, she started to work in Argentina at a restaurant at night. I started to sleep at house of a black girl called Dirce. Dirce’s husband got up early everyday to go to work, with time I realized that he did not locked the door. This way, I could reach the yard easily, however, there was a wall and the gate always was locked. I tried many time to jump that wall. It was not a tall wall; the problem was that I was so little. One day, I found two bricks, I lay one over each other and then I could jump the wall, and after that I was freeeeeeeeeee. I escaped to my house that was near there about three hundred meters.

THE HORIZON

I was curious and in some way, I kept the same behavior. As far as I could, I tried to do everything that I promised. I remember the first time that I paid attention in the horizon line. It was a special morning with sheep and caves at the fields; it was cold but not windy. We went to sit down in a small hill of iron rock to get the sun’s ray. It was a chilly morning; perhaps I was about 2 years old because I did not remember my younger brother who is 2 years and 3 months younger that me. I was sitting down on a small hill of iron rocks; the sun was warm and nice. The sky was blue and clear. From that place, I could see the immensity of the blue sky, what wonderful morning, so peaceful, my big eyes started to run the blue sky, then, they reached the horizon, the place where the blue and the green colours from the fields are just one.
I looked the horizon line and suddenly, I saw something red, two red things on the horizon? I stood up and I pointed with my small finger to the horizon and I asked my older brother, “What is that there?” He answered me; “it is a dairy farm”. “A dairy farm!” and “What was it!” I thought. Every time that I went on the iron hill to warm up myself from the cold weather and eat oranges. I thought by myself how was that dairy farm. One day, I will go there. It was a commitment to me.
Many winters have gone. I was already a teenager. One day I decided to read something different, and I went in the library. I borrowed two books. One was about Fernando de Magalhaens and the other was about the life of Ludwig Van Bethoveen. I decided to go to the iron hill and read them there.
The sky remained blue and clear. In front of me there was now a modern road. “The Pan-American Road”. It is raised about seven meters high from the level of the prairie, but even so, I could see in the horizon the green fields touch the sky and become just one; however, the two big red roofs remained there, untouchable.
Now, it is time. I decided, tomorrow I will be there. The next day I got up early, I prepared a lunch to bring with me, and I invited a friend to share my experience, my dream. Pancho, my favourite dog. He was black, half the size of a big German shepherd. He was a smart dog, obedient, and he did not talk too much. We started to walk. After a half-hour, we reached the road. It was the first obstacle. It was necessary to climb up and then go down. In spite of that, I needed to hold my dog. I did not want any car to kill him. After crossing the road, we started to walk on the green field. We walked very happily for about 500 meters, when we met a small stream in our way. It was not a large stream, but it was deep. We found a place that we could jump across together to the other side.
The stream was contaminated with the garbage from the city. The water was dark and had a bad smell that came up from it. It was a sad picture in my sweet memories. I saw my brother gripping me by the belt when I was a child and jumping across the stream, a stream with crystal water and small fish.
We kept walking and chewing the thoughts. Sometimes a bird called our attention or a cow. I knew a good part of that area, because many times we had gather wood to burn at home in that area. We used a river close that we called “riacho” for fish, to swim. This river is small, and it is going to Uruguay River that goes to Mar del Plata.
We went by an area with a lot of small trees from the same species that has a lot speckle (thorns) that may hurt you. I remember that one day I tried to catch a cicada and a thorn from that tree went in my eye, I almost lost an eye; however, the wood from that tree makes a good fire.
We walked about one km in that area. Then, we went by another place, among tall grass called “Grass Santa Fe’”. I used a stick of wood in front of my body. I needed to avoid that the leaves hit my face or my hands because they could cut me. The leaves from this grass have sharps edges that easily cut your skin. This grass, the “Grass Santa Fe”, is an excellent grass to cover barns and houses. We kept walking a good time among this grass, and then we found an open area. We started to jump fences to avoid the cattle. The two roofs, now, were two big barns.
Finally, we reached the dairy farm. After thirteen or fourteen years, I could now see a close-up of the two red things that one morning I saw far and away. Now, it was two barns, some agricultural machines, and nothing more.
We sat down under a eucalyptus tree, and shared the food and the thoughts about life. Then after one hour, we decided to return home. It was a long walk. I kept thinking what I might find on the horizon, perhaps a world beyond my experience, beyond my imagination. two red things on the horizon, the dream of Fernando de Magalhaens to reach India by way of the west, all these thoughts bring me far and away from the green fields of my sweet days.
In 1986, I graduated as Pharmacist from University Federal of Santa Catarina and in 1993 I was Doctor in Science Biochemistry from Federal University of Parana. After that, I went to many universities in Brazil and North America, and I even got a College degree in Chemical Technology from Seneca College at York University in April 2001. In 2002 I finished my Industrial Pharmaceutical Technology Certificate at Seneca College. In 2004 I finished a program in Pharmaceutical Research & Development at TIPT. In December 1999, I went to Taiwan, Japan, Singapore, the place of the lion. Finally, I land in the Java Island and I got married with a native, which was a senior auditor from Ernest & Young Inc.
However, I kept as rebellious and many times I refused to do something that I did not agree.
Now, far and away, I think about the three trees of my life. I would like to hug them, kiss them and whisper to them that I am a winner.
However, I keep my dreams. I am Canadian and I am Brazilian. Today, I dream with a nice job. Perhaps doing research and this way who knows I can take the pain from some souls around the world.

You\'re all screwed up
written by Guest, May 30, 2005
First, If you ca't write English, don't write it. And some of you are supposed to be educated . Second. Read the articles and move on.
Re-You\'re all screwed up
written by Guest, May 30, 2005
Hi! Buddy!

I improved a lot my English here. Wrong or right, write English at least you may improve your writing skills.
If you really know English. Do us a favor. Copy, edit and publish again. We are going to love it. At least I will love you.
RE: THE TREE OF MY LIFE.
written by Guest, May 31, 2005
GOOD POST!
RE: BAHIA
written by Guest, May 31, 2005
You srewed yourself up with American men and now you are hunting brazilian men! RUN! RUN! RUN! you inocent Brazilian man! This person has probably tricked Italians, Jamaicans, Whites, Blacks, Arabs into dating her. Master Predator is what you are! Write a longer post sothat I can properly profile you! I think I will label you FEMAFILE! A FEMALE WHO PREYS ON MEN!
About The Tree of My Life
written by Guest, May 31, 2005
Thanks to consider a good post. I wrote to improve my write skills. However, a lot people say that is silly. I think that I must tell about my life experience to help others. I have an older brother, he read and then he told me that I forgot 1/100 what I passed in my life. I replyed - I have a good memory, I just did not want hurt nobody. I spoke about others experiences and after that he never spoke with me again.
Bernie
written by Guest, June 01, 2005
Personal life and life experience are a great things, and life would be completely meaningless without either; "but could you please try not to bore us all to death, as well as keep to your point when expressing your mind".

I also write to improve, but I do not feel it necessary to bager on about needless and unvalueable details in regard to this forum.... "Sorry, That's just how I feel"

If I may, What is your age?? This may help me to understand just what is going through your mind when needlessly rambling on about the daily affairs of the last **odd years of your life. "I'm 21 by the way"....


Remember: "It is quality and not quantity thats is of most value, so stick to the point".
Age
written by Guest, June 01, 2005
You are so young. Probably is my grand child. What city are you from? I had so many dates in this Brazil that sometimes I am thinking to post a message in the main newspapers looking for the seeds that may germinated.
Re: The tree of my life
written by Guest, June 02, 2005
I grew up in Detroit Michigan and your life has some similarities with mine. It was good to read your post. Quite refreshing! I can relate to most of the places that you visited. Being stuck at home in the summers, forced to take afternoon naps, sneaking out of the back yard under my grandmothers nose, raiding the neighborhood fruit trees, bombing passerbys with used light bulbs and waching thier astonished reactions. The Detroit River was nearby and I got to see the unlimited power boat races every summer for free. Fall and winter were great times, as were summer, and spring. Time went by slowly and the radio grooved to the smooth sounds of motown, classic rock.

Thanks...
The tree of lfe???
written by Guest, June 02, 2005
You have just made my point. How is any of this relavent, "old people are so boring"? I wouldn't just show up at this forum and start going on about how much I like to play guitar, or twiddle my thumbs in the sunshine. "Keep to the point"..

I am from Vancouver Canada, by the way. You asked.
Bahia
written by Guest, June 02, 2005
I don't have to prey on men because I am a true daughter of Oxum. When I perfume my skin with honey what man can resist my charms? Ask my Brazilian fiance if I'm a predator and if he doesn't LOVE every minute of it?
Daughter of Oxum
written by Guest, June 02, 2005
Such daugthers must have 5 husbands. Check the Candomble.
Vancouver
written by Guest, June 02, 2005
The Capital of sex trade in Canada. The pop place. And your parents come from where my son?
Hay there!!
written by Guest, June 02, 2005
"I don't think you know Canada very well". British Columbia is the number povince in Canada in regard to pot, not the sex industry my friend...

"I am Half Ghanaian, quarter Russian and a quarter Austrialian, and my parents are from Canada (pretty much)"... Why do you ask pops???
From Canada?
written by Guest, June 02, 2005
I am Half Ghanaian, quarter Russian and a quarter Austrialian, and my parents are from Canada (pretty much)"...
Re: You have just made my point...
written by Guest, June 02, 2005
Old people did not get old being boring. They also did not get old being stupid! I am reminded of a proverb which says: "He that is correcting the RIDICULER is taking to himself dishonor, and he that is giving reproof to someone wicked a defect in him." I WILL NOT COORECT YOU! I am also reminded of another proverb which says: "He that is walking with wise persons will become wise, but he that is having dealings with the STUPID ones will fare badly." I WILL NOT HAVE DEALINGS WITH OR WALK WITH YOU! Another proverb says: "Let there be an encountering by a man of a bear bereaved of its cubs rather than anyone STUPID in his FOOLISHNESS." I would rather be with animals than you! And finally I will leave you with this proverb: Wisdom is before the face of the understanding one, BUT THE EYES OF THE STUPID ONE ARE AT THE EXTREMITY OF THE EARTH"
Re: Bahia
written by Guest, June 02, 2005
So you cast a MOJO spell on him!
Re: Bahia
written by Guest, June 02, 2005
No man can resist you charms, nor demon for that matter thats why we are in the shape that we are in today. Casting spells on men! Take the mask off, get rid of the stink hiders and show yourself for who you really are!
Booga Wooga!!!!!
written by Guest, June 02, 2005
"Oh brother"!!! Where have I ended up? I could swear this forum was custom made for weirdos as well as the old and boring ... "The guy posted above me is right". What, did you cast some kind of Mojo spell me or something?? What was that??. All I had said was try and keep to the topic, and insted, you try to curse me? O.K ?? ("Ha Ha"!)

"To the guy mocking my backround": My parents are all those things, I am Canadian, "weather I like it or not" (I don't mind being Canadian, by the way). Plus, sombody asked what my backround was, and I am still curious as to why????

Re:SICK LOGIC
written by Guest, June 13, 2005
I hope this is not too off topic, but I would like to go back to the Rio street children for a moment:

I am a Brazilian-American woman and I am always sad to hear the angry words that many people have for Americans. Is is true that there are hugely hypocritical aspects of American society, as well as in Brazil. We could go back and forth blaming each other for the way things are, but I think the real point is that everyone must be responsible for their actions.

Growing up in the city and working at homeless shelters I have heard countless stories of people of the so-called "lower-classes" who never really had a chance in life. It breaks my heart. Many times I have felt sad because I am no more deserving of a good meal and a home than anyone else, yet I have been blessed with a loving family who supports each other. I do think that everyone can make a difference, no matter how small. In Atlanta I worked at a shelter where we painted and did tasks the employess did not have time for. At first, I thought we weren't being very much help, but the longer I was there the more I saw how every little thing can contribute to improving life.

I too, am sickened by the selfishness that many people posess. For a small sum of money a month, a person can help sponser a child. In the Phillipines, for example there is a program called Little Children of the Phillipines (started by an American couple). This program sends the kids to school and helps them get into good careers. It is also religiously based, and it's heart-warming to see the hope that God has given these much less fortunate children.

In the end, the world has far too much hate in it. I do not claim to be a saint, but I hope that maybe just hearing where I am coming from will show that there is still love left in the world. We cannot right every wrong, but we can try, together.
Good Comment
written by Guest, June 13, 2005
A program such as the one you mentioned above would help people put their money where their mouths are!

The only solution to the problem of street children is to start programs that give them, the children, alternatives to their liking.

Children are not dumb, they know when they are not loved. The article above shows that there are a lot of Brazilian children who do not feel loved.

We cant wait for the Government to do something! They are a big part of the problem!

Sounds nice!!
written by Guest, June 18, 2005
What do you suggest, and how will you go about in proceeding?
Issue of Street Children
written by Guest, June 18, 2005
I am an American that has truly loves Brazil and its people. I am the first person that will admit to you that we as Americans have problems, but we have several differences with Brazil. See we have a document called the Constitution of the United States and the bill of Rights that protects everyone. So even though my parents never attended college. I went to college, Law School, and graduate school, and my brother went to medical school, and we achieved all this despite being black. However, based on my experience in Brazil, the only route available for a black person that is not a soccer player or an entertainer is a life of crime. Brazillians need to go through what we as blacks went through in the states, and they have to undestand the effects of slavery, and that some type of assistance must be given to the impoveraished to assist them. Additionally, there must be something done to alleviate the problems of street children and racism. By the way, the diffrence with Brazil and the states is this. In America, we admit that there is racism. In Brazil, everyone walks around like it does not exist.
No, but really.
written by Guest, June 20, 2005
I am not quite sure you can call what goes on in Brazil racism; sure the majority of their poor people are not white, but they are not all black either. Even the so called white people in Brazil are gernerally of mixed desent, and rarely if ever come from wealthy backgrounds. Brazil is not Canada or the U.S. and the Brazilian people are certainly not very well off fainacially, the country may as well be in Africa or one of the poorer regions of Asia (or south America for that matter). further more, the racism one may encounter when visiting this web site tends to be little more than lowly words spewed forth by insecure little south Americans, and would hold very little validity elsewhere on the planet..

If anything is to be done about Brazil's street children problem it is going to have to come as a result of foreign aid. In Brazil people are far to concerned with themselves and there own families to care at all for somebody elses family...

Brazil is the third world, let us not forget this.
Response to No but really
written by Guest, June 20, 2005
I really appreciatite the insightfulness of your comments,but I must beg to differ with you in regards to the issue of racism. Even though majority of the poor are of mixed race descent, I found during my travels through Brazil that in a country of over 70 million people of African descent, majority of the blacks have a lowly status in society, and are in most instances wretchedly poor. Additionally, a visit through the Favelas in Rio also show that majority of those that dwell in these hellholes are of African descent. Although, it might be comforting to suggest that the issue is not racism. A look at Brazil's media networks tell the whole story. In all the networks, there is not one African face. That my friend, is "racism"
Hay, how is it going?
written by Guest, June 21, 2005
My point still stands, if anything is to be done about Brazils street children problem it is going to have to come as a result of foreign aid...

Also, I do not understand why you think that it is so important more blacks be shown on T.V., I mean, Who really cares??

Brazil is a third world country, let us not forget this....

By the way: I am also of mixed race (also I am 21), just to let you know..
response
written by Guest, June 21, 2005
In response to your question, "who cares", it is important that out of 70 million people, there should be a reflection of one of those folks on T.V. If a person only knew Brazil from watching T.V., they would think there were no Blacks in Brazil. Additionally, your statement that Brazil is a 3rd world country still does not explain the fact that a lot of whites in Brazil live very well.
Me Again!!
written by Guest, June 21, 2005
There are whites in Brazil!!!??? Just joking, I'm not as ignorant as some.

Either way, Wheather there are lighter skinned people living in Brazil who do not to live below the poverty line, there are far more black people in countries like Barbados and Aruba who also live far above the poverty line.

Also When you say, "alot Whites live very well in Brazil", I am afraid you may be over exaggerating, because most of the self perclaimed white people living in Brazil also happen to live very poor lives..

DID YOU KNOW?: Mariah Carry would likely be considered white if she resided in Brazil?? Or, How about Slash from Gun N' Roses, he too would also likely be considered white in Brazil (his mom is Pure Black).. I know you have heard of Thurgood Marshall, but how black do you think he would have been if he had lived in Brazil, Really??


Brazil is a third world country, and if there are wealthey people who live with in the countrie's borders, then this is likey no more than a simple result of years of family inharitence, or something else (Maybe immigration).

"If things are to change in brazil this will have to come as a result of forign aid."

.....What do you think??
Response (foreign aid)
written by Guest, June 22, 2005
I happen to know Slash's mother, she is as black as midnight. I do not know if you are aware of this, but under the American slavery laws, a drop of black blood makes you black. That is why Mariah, Justice Marshall, and people like slash are considered Black here. Additionally, there are many "white people" who are really black people here in America, You would not know it until you went to their hometowns.

I agree that Brazil is a 3rd world country, but the wealth needs to be redistributed in a fairer way that will impact the lives of the poor, espescially those of the Black and Indian nation.

One issue that caught my eye in Bahia is this. Why is it that in Bahia, a state with over 70% blacks, majority of those in political power are white or lighter skinned folks. This is because of education, the more educated people you have, the likelihood that people will demand equal rights.

I see that you are very knowledgable, but I will suggest several books for you to read. Try the life and times of Marcus Mosiah Garvey. Also try the autobiography of Malcolm X, Finally, the last choice is a deep one, it is called the Wretched of the Earth by Frantz Fanon, these books will show you that it is the same snake that afflicts blacks in America, in the Carribean, and in Europe that afflicts Blacks in Brazil, and that snake is racism.

Additionally, Brazillian Blacks have never really undergone the Black pride and love for Africa that we underwent in the 60's. A lot of the Brazillians I meet here in the states are in a great hurry to marry white women or white men, I mean there is nothing wrong with that if that is whom you fall in love with. However, with the Brazillians in the states, I have noticed that it is a concerted effort on their part to deny their blackness. I hope I have not bored you.
What\'s up?? Me again!!!!
written by Guest, June 23, 2005
No you have not bored me at all, I happen to agree with nearly everything you have mentioned (more or less).

Also, you have touched on a subject which I happen to hold fairly personal, this, the fact that many people of black haritage will go out of their way to deny their blood. I feel this is very pathetic, as well as patranizing, and does little more than feed an already bloated white supriority complex. Also, I have notice that Brazilians in particular are very notorious for this . I think this is exceptionally sad, really?

I have only turned 21 three months ago, but for the past year or so I have been doing my own reasearch into the many accomplishments of black people throughout history, as well as other related topics. What I have found: for every civilzation or prolific individual of African desent who/which has made some kind of impact on the way modern society functions in some way, there has and will always be a number white persons there to bastardise any such claim with the assistance of twisted logic.

Example: I had been doing research into Jesus Christ's blood line (a controversial subject, I know) and I had found much evidence to support that he did in fact have many Hametic relatives, which would imply at least in part, Black desent. His Hametic ancestors included:Tamar, Rahab, Ruth, Naomi, Bathsheba and Jezebel. As far as I can understand whites had used the supposed curse of Ham to justify the act of slavery for sometime, but I also noticed that when they were to be confronted with any persuasive evidence which would clearly states Jesus Christs Hametic pedigree they would quickly change their tune and deny any such thing ( "I found this very strange" ). "There is far far more to this story, but I think this would be too time consuming to type."

Another Example, Egypt: Scientists in the past have claimed that the ancient Egyptians where a Caucasian race, and that blacks had little to do with the Eqyptian civilization as a whole, but as far as I know, I too would likey be classified as Cuacasian by the same scientific methods, as well as most mulattos or people of mixed decent; "this is a great example of what is ment by my earlier statement of Twisted logic." In fact, to be classifyed as caucasian by old scientific methods one would simply need no more than a highly positoned nasal index or a longer nasal bridge in other words (Cranium measurements are not an affective means of distinguishment between races because all supposed sub races will very in their measurents). "IT ALL COMES DOWN TO AN INDIVUAL'S NOSE AND THIS IS RIDICULES." Further more, the term Caucasian/cauacasoid can imply upon ones consciousness a some kind close relationship which is shared between supposed caucasoids from diffrent parts of the globe, more specifically in this case, a shared relationship between The Indo-European people and the ancient Egyptians. "Well, the Indo-European people had nothing at all to do with ancient Egypt, as well, the terms caucasoid, negroid and mogoloid have all been fairly recently deemed arbitrary and are no longer in formal scientific use." Also, the bible refers to Egypt as the city of Ham and Babylon as Nimrods city (Nimrod is the Son of Cush, who is the son of ham), unfortunity the bible is not very highly reprised in scientific circles. "There is also more to this subject."




You know Slash's mom!!!?? That's awesome, I play guitar and so I am familar with his work ... How do you know her??


Shout outs -JIMI HENDRIX, KENNY BURRELL, SLASH, ERIC CLAPTON, SANTANA and anybody else worth listening too.
yeah it\'s me...Sorry
written by Guest, June 23, 2005
I apologize for any punctuation errors found in my last post, I do know better. Sorry, and I should have taken more time to proof read..
Slash\'s Mom
written by Guest, June 24, 2005
Prior to becoming a Lawyer, I used to run a hip hop and Reggae store on world famous Venice Beach, and another store on Melrose Avenue. Slash's younger brother is a designer, he manufactures a clothing line called CONART and he usually brought stuff to my store with his mother. They are all really cool people, you will like them if you meet them. They have no airs around them and are really nice. By the way, I agree with what you said as well. It is so funny that anytime something great comes out of Africa, a concerted effort is made to disguise the Africanness of the discovery, e.g, the Egyptian Civilization, or the Moorish Civilization. As for Jesus, that is a forgone conclusion. A tribe was found in Ethiopia known as Falashas, they are descendants of Biblical jews, and they are Black like midnight. Also a researcher on the Discovery Channel went among a tribe in South Africa called the Pemba, he used D.N.A. on them and found out that they are descendants of Levites, the holiest of the jewish tribes. Like I said Education is the key. With education, the right TYPE of education, nothing can stop u.
Hay, Me again!!
written by Guest, June 24, 2005
That's cool!!.. About Slashes family I mean.

So we are definately agreed upon one thing? White society is insidious, manipulative, self serving and not to be taken at it's word. Am I right??

I also beleave that a minority who will go out of his way to further feed a white soceity's self impossed gradure image is no better than the low life peice of garbage which that society preceives him to be. Example: "These many Brazilians."

In regard to the Jews, I may know what you are taking about. Supposidy, the majority of Jews found in the U.S. and Europe (the Ashkenzani Jews) are the desendents of jewish converts from territory around (Or in. I'm not too sure about any of this) Armenia, and are not in fact the descendents of the Biblical Jews or Jesus Christ.. (Take from this what you will, or you can do some research on your own.)


Further more, I beleave a person needs to ask himself the right questions before seeking a path. (My response to your philosophy.)
Re: Such daugthers must have 5 husbands
written by Guest, July 07, 2005
Oh brother more Feminist philosophy with an African Candomble twist to it!
White and Black
written by Guest, March 14, 2006
I think it's a little unfair to call white society "insidious, manipulative, self-serving and not taken at its word." It's the same with every culture because we are all people. However, some of the problems with Brazil's economy can be traced back to the foreign occupancy, which white supremacy was tied into. And nasty as it is, you get it everywhere. That isn't the issue here.
As difficult as it is, Brazil needs to shape up its economy. Being a high school freshman, I've got no idea how it would do that; but I just recently did an SS project on the subject of Brazil's street kids and felt like putting in my opinion, for whatever it's worth. Anyway, the income gap is a primary cause for the problem of the homeless in the favelas, from which these meninos de rua come from. The rich are getting richer and the poor are getting poorer. Not that rich people are a problem--there is every likelihood that the rich are hard workers and actually put an effort into earning their money. And not that the poor are a problem, either--poverty is a plague that no one knows the cure for. It is written "You will always have poor among you," and it's true. But the goal is not to eliminate poverty here; it's to reduce the effects and make it less severe for those in this situation.
Gang wars and drug disputes rock the favelas of Rio de Janiero. People sustain gunshot wounds and live in squalid conditions. The children sometimes run away from home, unable to cope with the family stress; some are orphans; some were forced onto the street to work and decided to stay there. Not all the street kids are homeless, but a good majority prefer the streets to home. Unable to work, they resort to begging and, yes, stealing. One researcher who had spent months in Brazil, even allowing street kids to sleep in her home, wrote that "they aren't proud of stealing. For them, it's just a means of survival." As a street kid, you reach an age where you just aren't cute enough to beg anymore. You don't steal, you don't eat.
Of course, as a street kid you'd be lucky to live to be old enough to outgrow cuteness. With death squads and drug rings, the average Brazilian street kid is not expected to live past the age of eighteen. Four to five children are murdered in the streets each day.
There are several organizations out there helping these children, rehabilitating and relocating them. Like Hummingbird and UNICEF and other such organizations. Still, it's going to take more of an effort to help correct this problem. For every child taken off the street, another is there to fill in his or her place. In order to start moving Brazil in a direction of recovery, they would have to, as stated before, reboot their economy. They should also get some decent, uncorrupted law enforcement, seeing as half the death squad members are actually off-duty police officers, and police brutality is about as common as talking about the weather. The street kids need to be educated, so that the next generation isn't just pumping out more trombhadinas. These are big scale plans. Little-scale: if you're ever in Brazil, and are approached by a group of little begging street kids, try to turn the other cheek. Show a little kindness: don't empty your wallet, as the money will very likely be used to buy drugs to ease the troubled street-child mind, but rather take them out for ice cream. Talk to them; learn their stories.
Of course, being a 14-year-old sitting at home with the safe comforts of a bedroom and a laptop, my advice should be taken with a grain of salt. Having never been accosted by street kids with knives, I really wouldn't know what to do. I just know what I would try to do. It's like Dr. King Jr. said in his "Strength to Love" speech: "Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that."
It's not here that you're looking
written by a guest, October 31, 2006
Guess I maybe I didn't go where my lilly white a shouldn't have gone in Rio. Dare say I had no fear going here nor there nor through the tannels alone in the dead of the night taking care I disturbed none that were lying there (and hopefully not dead). For the babysitter on the corner with her charge, the cute offspring of the pro, she found my hand would bring forth her desire from my pocket (a couple R$) or perhaps the remains of my meal upon my return cycle but only if would she step out of view of the child after he and I had our foot race or game of catch or pretend motorcycle ride for her to suffer my admonishment not to escolar he in the art of panhandling. When she or her charge was truely hungry, to this she would agree. When not, I left for her nothing and he with his handshake and smile from ear to ear.

60 or so charges have I had through my home when foster care was what I chose to give. No matter how well meaning, the system was cruel and no doubt still is. Small redemption for B. Clinton as he signed into law that the seven years of dark ominous clouds hanging over the chance for permanancy of the son I eventually was permited to adopted can not be used by the self serving government mandated organizations again. Now (in theory) it is pursuit avidly towards return to the kin or turn the face to make way for a future where the child is wanted. To see home schooling in the back 40 of Saracaruna for a toddler learning to grasp a pencil and a 3-4 year old practicing cursive letters with a pen put all my efforts to shame. These are not monsters. Nor think I they will become. Even on at best only R$300 in a month this family of 5 does not make faces at strangers who are clearly out of place and does all they can to comfort the unaccustomedness to the heat. Live here and you don't have need to go to the beach, plenty of sun here they say. If I stay here, in 3 days I will turn black I retort.

So being a Mayflower decendant it's a good chance I'll survive whatever comes my way though my genes will not pass on to the next generation. Others who adopted the siblings of those I adopted are of the white black people of the EUA others have referred to. The stated (or unstated but obvious) bias of some mulatos in Brazil I have observed are as racist as any rednecks I've encountered. But said same invididuals have been known to do unbelievable things to help those who they by chance encounter who were desparately in more need than they. What be this problem of race, religion, fiscal disparity?



"Street Kids" author --- TAKE YOUR MEDICATION!
written by Zap, September 03, 2007
Whomever wrote the "Street Kids" comment needs to educate himself and get in touch with reality. He is either overmedicated (maybe undermedicated?), a religious zealot/nut-case, brain-damaged, bi-polar, or a combination of any-and-all of the above, someone who can always find a way to blame the United States for the problems of Brazil and of the world. Have you ever even been to the US, or are you just talking out of your zipper? I mean, wake the f*ck up! What - are you bitter because you tried to get a visa to come and live in the United States but weren't accepted??? You can judge a country's quality of life by how many people in the world want to live there. To live in the United States, people have died while swimming through shark-infested oceans, died while hiking across miles and miles of dangerous and brutally hot deserts, and frozen to death while hiding in the wheelwells of jet airliners. How many people have died trying to sneak into Brazil to live? The United States of America is not perfect, but it sure beats whatever country comes second. I married a Brasiliera and lived near Campinas for a year. I love Brasilian people, but the government is horrendously corrupt and incompetent, life is dangersous (if you haven't yet been robbed, you soon will be), and the extreme poverty and economic disparity is incredibly sad.

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