Seen and not heard: Six months after the World Cup, little has changed for Rio’s Favela footballers
In many ways Breno Washington is a typical 15-year-old boy. He has the look of someone whose body grew slightly too quick for him, but he wears it easy anyway, like a pair of good jeans; he likes the Chicago Bulls and sometimes he smokes marijuana with his friends. Unlike most boys his age, however, Breno can never go home. If he does, he says, he will be killed by military police.
We are talking in an empty classroom in Rio de Janeiro’s Lapa neighborhood at the head office of Brazilian NGO São Martinho, which runs various programmes to help street children in the city. Outside, a football match is underway, and whistles and sneaker-squeaks pierce through the walls.
After leaving school in the fifth grade, Breno began sniffing paint thinner. Together with a group of friends, he committed a spate of robberies, until one day about a year ago Breno stole a motorcycle from a neighborhood police officer. “He tried to kill me, so I ran away from the community and started living —> Read More Here