Thursday, September 29, 2011

Ties that bind

Home late, full of hate,
Despise the ties that bind.
I’m so glad to grow older,
To move away from those younger years.

Morrissey, Break Up the Family

Familiar story, unfamiliar names.

Friday, September 23, 2011

And off to the zoo

try to smile nicely, boys

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

The eyes have it

“You’ve been crying,” C (aged 5) says to me in his babyish voice.
“Your eyes are red.”


In a country where public shows of affection are commonplace - even at times mildly obscene perhaps to the more prudish observer - shows of parental affection are so rare in these parts that I visibly double-take when a father (or, more usually, a de facto father) is seen ruffling the hair of his young son or rushing along the pavement with a ramshackle pushchair.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Noticeable and detested

“In few countries of the world are street children more noticeable, and more detested, than they are in Brazil. Public resistance to the presence of street children continues to grow, as the number of street children and the crimes associated with them increases. These children, who once may have been viewed as worthy of mercy and kindness, are now seen as a danger to society. They are looked at as future criminals who need to be locked away in order to protect public safety.”

The Brazilian Street Child: A Child of the Community

JCCC Honors Journal: Vol.1: Iss.2, Article 2

Monday, September 12, 2011

Tree of Life

Since catching the movie on Saturday night, I can’t seem to get it out of my head. Nothing to do with Brazil, but everything to do with growing up, boundaries and the joys and pain of being a parent.

In short, a magnificent paean to childhood.

Brazil’s contribution to the Arab Spring

“Last week, Brazilian television featured a local – if bizarre – angle on the Libya story. The ousted Libyan dictator, Colonel Muammer Gaddafi, it seems is one of the more notorious past foreign customers of an industry Brazil is famous for – plastic surgery.

“He [Gaddafi] said he was in power for some time and did not want to give the idea to younger people that he was an old man,” said one of the colonel’s Brazilian plastic surgeons, Liacyr Ribeiro, on television. He and his colleague described how they flew to Libya 16 years ago to give the dictator hair implants and a facelift.”


Sunday, September 11, 2011

This is not a chair: Update!

Thanks to you (dear reader) we managed to get 18 chairs for our two dining tables! No longer are the kids fighting over which of the shabby chairs to sit on at breakfast, lunch or dinner. 

You are wonderful!

showing off the newly-varnished chairs*

*after taking this photo I realised that both C and G had pee’d their pants. It must have been the excitement of the photoshoot.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Pressing On

I came across a photo the other day of W. I took it recently and - as a photo - it is not particularly special. What (or, rather, who) is special is the subject.

I sometimes forget how far W has come in these last few months. Quiet, prone to painfully reclusive and moody episodes when we first brought him in off the street, he is now the confident older brother who takes the lead when it comes to shepherding his younger and more troubled siblings.

Keep pressing on, W!

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

That thing about Brazil

So we don’t have school tomorrow.
Which holiday?
That thing about Brazil.

Prince Pedro is surrounded by a cheering crowd in São Paulo after giving the news of Brazilian independence ~ 7 September 1822