kcmama8
Oct 26, 2009
Undergraduate / 'learning about different cultures' - UMich Short Answer-Diversity [4]
Changed one last time! haha
"Here we are at the Favelas. Please do not take any photographs. That's our agreement with the drug dealers," warned the tour guide. As I stepped onto the large muddy stones that tiled the grounds of these steep cliffs, I was greeted by a few dark-skinned men hoping to sell their handcrafted artwork. I politely smiled and turned to the rectangular, apartment-looking structures that stacked on top of one another like bricks. Connected to the power lines were intricate tangles of stolen electrical wires spider-webbed into hundreds of these homes. Up the steep inclination of the road were dwellers in tattered shirts besides the venerated drug dealers who literally controlled the guns of the streets. I was right in the heart of the Brazilian slums.
Directly below the cliffs was the affluent city of Rio de Janeiro, which accommodated the most luxurious apartments and beautiful beaches of Brazil. I was stunned: I saw the image of an enormous gap between wealth and poverty all within one turn of my head. During the entire Brazilian trip, it was the Favelas that enriched me the most. Despite their destitution, the residents were able to establish communities with their own class distinctions, education, and values. In essence, it was the perseverance to thrive that kept these seemingly falling apart societies together.
This visit strengthened my beliefs towards cultural and social diversity and my respect for others' lifestyles. I learned that it is character that builds the foundation of people, not their tangible aspects. Even though different cultures may not live, speak, or think the same way, we all share a common bond as human beings who wish to lead meaningful lives.
Changed one last time! haha
"Here we are at the Favelas. Please do not take any photographs. That's our agreement with the drug dealers," warned the tour guide. As I stepped onto the large muddy stones that tiled the grounds of these steep cliffs, I was greeted by a few dark-skinned men hoping to sell their handcrafted artwork. I politely smiled and turned to the rectangular, apartment-looking structures that stacked on top of one another like bricks. Connected to the power lines were intricate tangles of stolen electrical wires spider-webbed into hundreds of these homes. Up the steep inclination of the road were dwellers in tattered shirts besides the venerated drug dealers who literally controlled the guns of the streets. I was right in the heart of the Brazilian slums.
Directly below the cliffs was the affluent city of Rio de Janeiro, which accommodated the most luxurious apartments and beautiful beaches of Brazil. I was stunned: I saw the image of an enormous gap between wealth and poverty all within one turn of my head. During the entire Brazilian trip, it was the Favelas that enriched me the most. Despite their destitution, the residents were able to establish communities with their own class distinctions, education, and values. In essence, it was the perseverance to thrive that kept these seemingly falling apart societies together.
This visit strengthened my beliefs towards cultural and social diversity and my respect for others' lifestyles. I learned that it is character that builds the foundation of people, not their tangible aspects. Even though different cultures may not live, speak, or think the same way, we all share a common bond as human beings who wish to lead meaningful lives.