Portuguese Contemporary

  • free hands creative hands fraternais hands of all the colors different hands that work for Brazil without Azeredos, without Irineus without Maurcios de Lacerda. Without hands of players nor of speculators nor of mistificadores. Hands all of workers, black people, whites, mediums brown, purple, brown, of artists of writers of laborers of farmers of shepherds of mothers creating children of parents teaching boys of priests blessing godsons of masters guiding apprenticees of brothers helping younger brothers of laundrywomen washing of masons building of doctors curing of cooks cooking of cattle tenders taking off milk of cows called comadres the men. White, brown, black, medium brown, purple hands Brazilian tropical syndical fraternais. Credit: Ray Clemence-2011. I hear the voices I I see the colors I I feel the steps of this Brazil that comes a’ ‘. Exactly coexisting always hearing you criticize and hard words that wound the feeling, never masks I used it to locate me against mine identity.

    In the work, neighbors, known of passages, and even though in the college, I always hear: that Brazil is misery parents, violence, who we badly possess government, that lacks education, the corruption, it constitutes reasons of criticizes, the times I feel myself so sad in also seeing Brazilians with these words, as if in some way to speak badly of Brazil it was a weapon for suffer here Portugal less. The problems above pointed out that they exist, yes they exist, but to use these negative points to take advantage this is that it spots a nation. Exactly having a country with as many problems, they are however insufficient to take off my ideas of progress back in Brazil, therefore today only alive a transit therefore I only inhabit in Portugal temporarily, study and work. However it is important to say of the feelings a characteristic of my identity. Relation to this generalized other that it is Brazil. To be back in house, to remember the experiences that I lived there, that partilhei, of the places, of my family, my children, friends my infancy youth feed mine belong.