Today was my proper day of life in the
favela. I was up bright and early and after class Elisa
showed me to the nearest supermarket. Walking around the favela
I literally felt like I couldn't be further away from Copacobana.
All I saw around me were DIY brick houses, noisy traffic, and music
blaring out from stalls. To think that beautiful Copacabana where
you feel like you are on a film set is in the same city is almost
unbelievable.
I had my first classes and they went
well. I was a bit nervous about the first class as it's got a
reputation as being the naughty class. There were a few names on the
board but in general they were fine. In fact, I got my first “I
love you” note from one of the girls and a few came up and gave me
hugs at the end. That's the kind of thing that reminds me why I am
here and makes me smile.
A bit later on after class Elisa and I
went for dinner and I had my first sighting of guns. I knew I would
see them and be scared but I didn't expect to be less than a metre
away from the guy and have him making some clicking noise like he was
playing with the trigger! I also expected them to be smaller,
discreet, and maybe in a holster. Wrong again. These are big guns
that wouldn't come close to fitting in a holster! The narcos know
that we are here to help in the community centre and Neuza tells them
that we are coming. They allow us to be here but we have been
advised not to look at them as obviously they don't know who we are
and for all they know we could be police and they don't want us
remembering their face type thing. We went to a bar round the corner
for a beer and lots of blacked out cars drive past. Including one
with the window down and a guy resting his gun out the window. I
always knew they would make me nervous but sitting there thinking
that if any problems were to occur round the corner, with the kind of
guns they had kind of freaked me out a bit. I've been told I will get used to seeing them, as perverse as that sounds.
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