Death to the Brushes

When I decided to go deep with this experience, many stones had already rolled ... Bread, coffee and a bit of culture, was my daily menu in Brazil. Either I would keep standing at the window, watching the spectacle of my country's economical crisis, or I would go to Europe to earn millions of Euros and culture!
I chose the second wreck and as I realized afterwards, thousands of Brazilians and Africans also had the same idea. Venturing as a prostitute and sinking as a maid.
On my return I brought in my luggage a rarity. A diary containing a critical analysis of a reality experienced by many emigrants, but recorded by few. A matchless historical controversial report.
First Illusions
An unending crisis in my country made me take this decision.
I joined a friend, we cheered our decision and began to prepare our great trip.
My first international journey. Until then I had never left Brazil, I had never gone out of my mother's home.
Through an ad in the newspaper, we found an employment agency. Work in Portugal, with the right to acquire a work visa, pay only half now and the rest later. Excited, we went to see this promise of paradise on earth. The agent was a communicative and picturesque Japanese. The value of the contract was twice the round-trip ticket to Portugal, but the great advantage according to his argumentation was the chance of getting an employment as soon as we would arrive, and the work visa.
The only problem is the culture shock, the adaptation on the first months, the first world organization, the responsibility of working hours.
Oh, and longing for our family and friends. Think about.
We finance the ticket in 12 parcels, due only after the first paycheck.
Full of interest, we returned to the agency, but this time we did not go alone.
We showed up there with my friend, a taciturn German globetrotter, the father of my friend, a infinitely cunning negro and my mother, dramatizing and wondering all the details.
All wanting to unmask the villain for a possible scam.
The only ones who believed in the honesty of the Japanese, were my friend and me.
After many investigations, opinions and advices, we declined the promises of the Japanese and decided to go alone.
Europe for me was the beginning of bliss.
I have left my job, sold my furniture, my old bike, informed my family.
We have planned our trip so enthusiastically, that it would make a fine adventure film.
Suddenly my friend's father died, and with him her dreams.
Now I was alone, me and my dreams. I could not give up, I had no job anymore, no furniture, nor anything like that.
I just had one fixed idea in my head. Go to Europe.
Claudia Canto, five lives in one ...
Being born in Tiradentes City, a big neighborhood on the outskirts of São Paulo, was no obstacle for Claudia Canto to conquer her space. She became a multifaceted professional: writer, public relations, journalist, lecturer and nursing technician.
Various international trips have provided great experiences in many places, such as São Paulo, Germany, Lisbon, Spain, London, Glasgow and Paris.
Today with 4 books edited and the first also in English.
With topics full of curiosities and experiences lived by the author.
Life offered her unusual moments, a set of situations that few people lived. From journalist to illegal immigrant in Europe and nursing technician in a psychiatrist clinic in Brazil. This is the uncommon life of Cláudia Canto, who made a book of each adventure and learning process..