|
|
Visit of an orphanage
in the suburbs of Sao Paulo. It was the
day of the handing-over of the Christmas
presents by the Citroen collaborators
with their godsons of adoption.
|
|
Before the
handing-over of the gifts, one explains
the direction of the festival of Christmas,
follow-up of a spectacle which the children
prepared for their godfathers of adoption.
"Native Feliz" (Portuguese Merry
Christmas).
|
|
|
It is the
opening hour of the gifts...
|
|
Had you that!
Look at, me, I had that !
|
|
|
Me I flownder,
I make bubbles....
|
|
One of the
Citroen collaborators with his goddaughter.
A few shared moments of happiness.
|
|
|
Eyes full
with mischievousness of a small girl coldly
made up of the orphanage.
|
|
The entry
of a house in a favela of Sao Paulo (Large
Laying central communitrio, Divina Providencia).
|
|
|
A child
have just received a kite. Presently,
it will fly in the sky of Sao Paulo.
|
|
In the disadvantaged
mediums, such as the favelas, the kite
impassions the large ones like the small
ones. Often, they finish on the electric
files like here.
|
|
|
Not much
of intimacy in the favelas, the linen
dries where there are place and wind,
in edge of road...
|
|
|
|