Dois de Julho School

Lovely Time Teaching Elementary School in Rio de Janeiro: Young and Passionate Teacher

Young and Passionate Teacher

My first job as a teacher,  in the  80’s turned out to be a challenge. I was assigned to a school located in one of the poorest communities in the city. The inner city population in my country lacks the basic needs to make trough the day.  Building school for the poor is not the government priority !

As a result violence, crime, drug abuse and trafficking  is rampant in the poorest communities, and students tend to challenge and disrespect teachers.

The school situation that I was assigned to work  was a messy! It was neither satisfactory even for its population. At the end of school year, a week before Christmas everybody start to pack to leave permanently. Until today there are no choices, either we strike for months or quit the job.

Unfortunately, I found an unfriendly environment lacking of furniture, books, and basic stuff to run a school program.  The new staff and the parents association united to rebuild the school. All  efforts we made came through, and our children were eager to learn.

One day something tragic happened! The police raided de favela, shooting the trafficking gang! Unfortunately, a bullet hit one of our student in the head.It was a tragedy! After the incident I request to be assigned to another school.

I moved to a nearby school, in a better neighborhood which served mostly kids from different communities. It was painted pink and red to pay homage to the fireman squad. I lived in a housing project a few blocks away from my new school.

On my first day of work, I fell in love with my new school! The kids most in need of quality time were well behaved. A place where teacher’s dedication were really appreaciated.

I was welcomed by staff members and the principal. It was a lifetime experience which left an undeniable mark on my life. Over the years, school’s polices had changed. Nowadays, teacher have more choices of materials and less input over decision make.

Joyful, I embraced the task willing to help every child. I guess I did well as a teacher! Recently a former student contacted me and we spoke briefly!  To my pleasure she also became  a teacher !

Vic Sanz @(Miriam)

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Just Words

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Humanite….humanity….humanidade

There are still some out there. Hopefully!

Ms. Maybell Portrait

I never realized how times go by swirlling underneath our noses. As I walk by Lexington Ave  towards First Ave, I noticie how Spanish Harlem has become a quite another neigborhood. This 2015 summer has been hot! The new mayor, the Blasio deals with police brutality, Times Square naked dances and the regular increase of homeless people on the streets. Despite all old news I fell nostalgic in the city!

El Barrio, where a call home away from home, has it own pace and people. Nowdays, many folks are gone unexpected. Perhaps, they could not endure the sign of time: aging. Like Ms. Maybell, such lovely and hard working “senora”. She died a decade ago alone in a home care somewhere in the Bronx. Ms. Maybell was well liked around the block among everybody. Mostly, had enjoyed her estories and her loved pet.

Ms. Maybell’s portrait is a homage to the timeshare and moments we spent together on 305 East 109th Street, Harlem. To her grace, joyfull spirit and kidness. God Bless us all!