flickr-free-ic3d pan white

A mirror of my life

Each scar, each mark on my body, is like a mirror of my life.

Each time I look into the mirror, I will remember.

 

I too will remember, Claudiney!

 

Do you know, I once buried a kid, two years ago this month, whom I’d recuperated from the streets of São Paulo in the early years (but that’s a long, long story that I’ll tell you about some other time).

 

Anyway, circumstances around his death and burial resulted in me having to prepare his damaged body for the coffin. I remember observing the scars on his body, acquired during his life on the streets as a kid, and I could clearly remember each incident that had caused each and every one of those scars.

 

Yes Claudiney! I too will remember...

 

IMPORTANT NOTE:

Claudiney was one among 15.000 lost children roaming the streets of São Paulo. He died on 27th. June, 2008. His younger brother, Roney, was murdered on January 15th. of the same year.

  

6,455 views
35 faves
14 comments
Taken on February 4, 2006