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Famous last words of a boy who is headed out to play in the mud with his ol' man. We both knew before we left the shop to head down to the creek that there was a 100% chance that we would soon be wet and muddy. But, let's back up just a bit. This past Sunday I had plans with my son to go ATV riding down at the creek. We have been putting it off because where we like to go has been under water for the last few weeks. When we went to go look we were pleased because it appeared to as if the water had began to run off. So, we thought it was okay to go riding. For the most part most, the areas... (more)
The story continues...
During a visit to Wender’s family, the year after his tragic death, I discovered there was a new, but unexpected member in the family; a beautiful little girl. Not recalling Wender’s mother being pregnant on my earlier visits that year I really wondered where this sweet little angel had come from.
On asking about her, Wender’s mother simply replied: “Look a little closer and tell me what immediately comes to mind...”
My answer was the inevitable question: “Wender...?”
....and Wender it was!
That young rascal that we all missed so much... (more)
... had tried to remove the much older guy from their underground “den”. The trafficker had been abusing and attempted to rape a nine-year old friend of Wender and he merely wanted to protect the boy. The drug trafficker attacked him but was met with equal force and stabbed to death by the other boys in the den, including Wender.
The episode resulted in some serious consequences for Wender and he was sent to the juvenile reform and detention centre (FEBEM), but a later appeal by my organization backed by witness statements from the other street children present during the killing,... (more)
Roney and Claudiney’s story represents not only their tragic lives, but the lives of so many underprivileged children in both the world’s poorest and wealthiest countries, abandoned by our neglect and our insatiable appetite for self gain. Greed has no class or colour.
Two beloved brothers, united by their involuntary dependency to the streets, forced upon them in childhood by the insecurities of a malfunctioning home and parents.
Roney, the youngest and a born leader, was to meet his match in the face of Brazil’s brutal and almost untouchable street kid killers. I told that story... (more)
...in some overcrowded drug recuperation centre, where they were the only two kids amidst a hoard of unstable, adult men trying to get off drugs and booze. As it was the main summer holiday season, the judge wanted to be on the “safe side” and had therefore left a court order to detain the boys on leaving the hospital, until further notice. There was no discussing the matter as long as the judge was not available to decide otherwise, so they were immediately transported directly from the hospital to the only recuperation centre with a vacancy at the time. In my judgement, a highly... (more)
During the delicate phase of motivating children to leave the streets for good, their worries become our worries. Will they survive the time they will need to reach this important turning point in their lives? Each individual child hides an anonymous history, with debts that some day will need to be paid. For a child trying to survive the mean streets of the big cities in Brazil, he would be much safer riding a wild bull at rodeo. Their involvement with the underworld and its multiple criminal activities guarantees that sooner or later these kids will end up spending a good part of their childhood... (more)
...our car. As I rolled down my opposite window, one of the lined-up kids with their backs turned and hands behind their necks, suddenly called out my name. The policeman immediately reacted by ordering the five to keep their backs to the car and their mouths shut. At the same time one of my boys commented that he had studied together with the boy who just called out my name. I decided to play along with them and told the police that I knew who the boys were.
Recognizing the NGO emblem on our car and the fact that we seemed to know the youths, the policemen became rather uneasy... (more)
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