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Bahia Street: | ||
Margaret Willson co-founded Bahia Street in 1997 with Rita Conceição. They began with only one student, Juliana, and funds from a few private donors. As the organization expanded, Margaret wrote regular letters to their supporters to keep them apprised of the progress. They followed the girls' struggles and victories as they dealt with the harsh realities of life in the favelas of Brazil. What follows are excerpts from her letters. | ||
Dear Donors and Volunteers,
(8/1999)
(1/2000) I would like to publicly remember that we have lost two girls during the length of the program, one of them earlier this year. In both cases, the girls themselves did not want to leave the program, rather it was their parents who undermined their ability to attend school and the tutoring. Last April, as Jamile prepared to leave with her mother to a distant, particularly violent neighborhood where her mother was moving herself and the children to be near her nineteen-year old drug-selling boyfriend, she stood tall, controlling the tears that stood at the edges of her eyes and said to me, I realize I am losing my future. There was nothing Rita or I could say or do. Then, as she left, Jamile turned, holding up her well-thumbed workbook. May I keep this? she asked.
(5/2000) Barbara is going through a hard time right now. The family’s three room house is now shared by her father, her fathers girlfriend, two brothers, an aunt and a grandmother. She is having difficulties communicating with her father (not unusual for a teenager), and she has some health problems. Her mother (who lives away from the family ) will not take her to the doctor, probably because she would have to take a day off to wait in the enormous lines for the free medical clinics for the poor. Rita is taking care of this problem at this time. Barbara burst into tears when she was telling me about her fears and her worries; on top of everything else (and not surprisingly) her Portuguese marks are not high (she has always had a hard time with Portuguese, in math, however, she is very good) and she is terrified that because of this she will be kicked out of the program. I just held her for some time, letting her cry and trying not to cry myself, realizing that beyond the schooling, Bahia Street has become the central stable focus of Barbara’s life.
(12/2000)
(2/2001) So, with the Bahia Street Center, we are enrolling TWENTY girls this year... The situation for the one girl who failed last year is heart-numbing. We discovered that last year her mother essentially abandoned her, leaving her with various people and often with the mothers’ boyfriend. It would appear that sometime in the last six months the boyfriend started raping the girl. She did not tell anyone, but withdrew more and more into herself. Recently, she did tell Iolanda (who is a very warm person and in whom the girls often confide) that this boyfriend had beaten her. Iolanda confronted the mother and the mother then beat the girl for telling. So, what we have done is to convince the mother to place the girl with a nearby caregiver whom we already know. We have talked with the caregiver and several of the neighbors, whom Rita and I also know, about the situation. They will now keep an eye out on the girls’ behalf. We have also told the mother that if we hear that the girl has been removed from the caregivers care, we will report her to the authorities as abusing her child. Such a threat is terrifying to most residents of these impoverished neighborhoods, so we hope it has some effect. Because this girl didn’t pass her exams, she cannot return to the private school but we have placed her in a public school which has afternoon classes that follow our tutoring sessions. Thus, she will go to the tutoring each morning, then be taken by Bahia Street volunteers to her public school so we know she gets there. This girl came on the day of registration for the coming year and Rita and I talked with her, cuddling her a bit as well, which she let us do. We told her that we were doing everything we could to protect her, to continue to give her a chance to study and to give her a space where people really cared for her. We asked her if she understood. She nodded, took each of our hands, then ran from the room crying.
(5/2001) Rita has set up a wonderful way in which we can feed the girls for minimal cost and help another local non-profit as well. A few doors down the street from the Bahia Street Center, a woman has started a project to feed children who sell on the streets… Rita has agreed to pay this woman one real a day (about 45 cents) per girl in the Bahia Street program if she will include them in her lunch program... The other project that we need to start immediately is the Total Health Project. In the shantytowns where the girls of Bahia Street live, open sewers run through the middle of the streets. Rats and cockroaches roam freely both in and outside the poorly constructed shacks. Tuberculosis, AIDS, malnutrition, drugs, alcohol and gang and police violence are endemic–in Salvador’s impoverished neighborhoods last year, about 200 young people (mostly young men) per neighborhood were shot and killed. Women and girls must cope with brothers, fathers and friends being killed and live with the constant threat of physical and sexual violence against themselves. Among the girls currently enrolled in Bahia Street, one almost died from an illegal abortion administered when she was twelve years old. Two of the girls, who were ten and eleven at the time, were raped by their mother’s boyfriends. Recently one of the girls has complained to her Bahia Street teacher of sexual advances made by her older brother.
(7/2001) The crisis has now been settled and the police have returned to work. The Bahia Street Center opened a few days ago and all the girls, Rita and staff are shaken, but fine.
(10/2001) Last month, Camila’s father was assassinated. Two hired killers shot him as he came home one night. He was not involved in any gang activity or drugs and, as yet, Rita has been unable to determine why he was killed. Camila stayed home for a week, but then she returned to the Bahia Street Center, accompanied by her grandmother who has been spending considerable time there since the death. She is helping around the Center and everyone there is trying to give her as much support as possible. The worry, beyond Camilas grief and helping her deal with the violence of her father’s death, is that the family now has no financial support. Rita is helping Camilas grandmother in trying to find some kind of work. In the meantime, Bahia Street has given the family a loan to help them survive.
2/2002 I arrived at the end of the school year to be greeted with remarkable results from the girls. All the younger girls passed their end of year exams with grades of 8 or more (out of 10). This is a huge achievement, since nearly all were basically illiterate when they came to Bahia Street. This result reflects impressive hard work on the part of the girls, increased rigor in the selection process, the excellence and dedication of the teachers and the dedication of Rita herself. I think we can all be proud–this represents a huge success for all of us. Those who passed with the high marks included Camila, the girl whose father was assassinated a few months ago. Camila’s grandmother says that Camila spent the first week sitting at home crying, not talking, but then she went back to the Center and there she seemed happy. Everyone made a particular effort to give her warmth and support and she said to Rita that she didn’t know how she would have stopped crying if it weren’t for the teachers and her friends at the Center. Everyone is impressed with her courage and determination. The little girl who suffered such violence and trauma in her family also passed, remarkably, but she still has psychological problems and is violent toward the other girls. Her mother does not look after her and she moves from shack to shack or the street, surviving as she can. She eats at the Center, takes showers there and continues to come. We are clearly the only security in her life. We have no legal right to offer her any more than we are doing already. She also has a younger brother whom we have not been able to locate and now the mother is pregnant again. I spoke with neighbors who are trying to help. How this girl passed with the grades she did is a mystery, but it reflects a determination deep inside her. We can only hold her close to our hearts, watch carefully and hope.
5/2002 This last year, with our Total Health Project, we have been able to hire a visiting nurse, a part-time counselor for the girls and we have also hired Phil, our new Director of Curriculum. Phil is also our Arts teacher and he is trained in Arts Therapy. All of these people, with Rita, worked with Renata all year. And–she passed last year with high grades and she is now top of her class!! Thank you, thank you all of you. This is so wonderful. Everyone loves Renata–she has such a bright, yet fragile spark–and we really did not know if she would make it. She still has psychological problems, still has frequent bouts of anger, still has extended periods of isolation where she sits in a corner and sings to herself, but she is finding a refuge in her studies and she keeps coming to the Center everyday. Camila, the girl whose father was assassinated, has also been going through hard times; she is hyperactive in class and continually wants attention. That she saw her father’s brutal killing haunts her. The staff are working closely with her and her grandmother comes in often as a volunteer to give support. Geldon, the math teacher and Phil are particularly giving her attention, as she seems to want male attention. Gradually, she is calming down and she is studying. She has discovered a fascination with science and loves to do experiments. Again, the extra staff from the Total Health Project are being a huge help here.
3/2005 That was eight years ago. This year Juliana took the Brazilian university exam and, on her fist try, she passed. A remarkable achievement. She has now been accepted to university. As if this were not enough on its own, the university chose her for one of the five scholarships it awarded this year. When Rita told me this news, she was crying. Even as I write, I also feel tears pushing at the back of my eyes. No one is laughing at Juliana now.
grandes abraços,
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