Resumo de Abandoned Boys - Daniela Martins Sartori

Whenever we pass for the streets are where he will be, exactly it are of our country, our eyes recognize scenes. Scenes of the street minors, passing among the cars, running, asking for or stealing, others with the distant look seeing show windows, making jugglings to earn changed. Many people from fear pass to be assaulted, close the glass of the car and say: That of. But OF! E passes. But this does not decide the reality, the truth of the street and the life. We must in asking to which the similarity to them between them and. Yes, similarity. It has yes, although not to seem. With certainty you go to say that she does not exist, they you are dirty, you do not have where to live, she does not have clothes alone rags, without study, love, affection, family, without ........ We, have everything in contrast. Some much more and other more. But never equal. We have car, tennis of mark, good clothes and pretty, we go to the school, we have work, we have money to spend, a family who in the ones of the love and affection, we go to walk in the vacations ............ Therefore nothing equal. But it has yes an incredible similarity. These young of the street has the same age and is in the same time of our young. They have the same necessity and the same dreams. While our they go to shopping are washing cars, we eat delicious snacks they look in the garbage something to kill the hunger. E the hunger aches in the stomach of all the young. E as young has hunger?! They would like to have car, to take a walk in the beach, to have excellent clothes, a pretty tennis, and everything that right has. But that right? Right to be been silent and to lower the head, it is only one boy of street. That one that passes for us and receives a look from fear and disdain, although young as our young e human as all we. Exactly thus they dream of a future, equal to the dreams of our young. But that future, if it does not have nor present? The rights of them pretty are kept in the Statutes and the Constitution. Politicians are forgotten in the luggages promise them. Forgotten for a society that closes the eyes and asks for the God who the free one of these boys. Boys, young as ours. We very are worried about our great problems and the Fear of our young ones if to mix the young of the street.

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