ost days consisted of the same information. She would get up around 4 a.m., go down to get buckets of water. She would then come back send the kids off to school, and then go out to collect paper. Sometimes she got lucky and collected a lot of paper and other times she got none, which meant no food for that night. Usually she would mention what fight happened in the village and described the way so many people in the fevela drank until they were drunk all day.At other times she would mention other information. She referred to the rich people nearby as the people who lived in the brick houses. The neighbors in the brick houses say: the politicians protect the favelados.(34) Carolina disagreed with this and said, The politicians only show up here during election campaigns.(34) Although Carolina tried to keep her spirits up most of the time, she also had times where she thought herself as trash. I classify Sao Paulo this way: The Governors Palace is the living room. The mayors office is the dining room and the city is the garden. And the fevela is the back yard where they throw the garbage.(35) Later on in her diary she describes the politicians as a rainbow she was chasing. No matter how far she ran she could not reach the end of the rainbow. The rainbow was a long way off, just as the politicians are a long way off from the people. (55) Never once in her diary did Carolina say one good thing about the government. Although Carolina hated being poor she never seemed to be embarrassed about this fact. The favelados are considered beggars and I am going to take advantage of it.(58) They did get made fun of and looked down upon. Carolina remembered what the man who gave out crackers said. He told a wealthy customer, Excuse the ugliness of these people waiting at the factory door. Its my bad luck that every Saturday they put me through this hell(59) Usually people that did not live in the fevela were frightened of them, and d...
