BR14: A Rota dos Imigrantes is a series of documentaries airing on TV Brasil in June during the World Cup, with the idea being that an immigrant in Brazil from each country competing in the World Cup will be shown whilst visiting places with links to their homeland or fellow exiles who have made a life in Brazil. The series begins tonight and the first show features Japan and Costa Rica.
The reason I am plugging the show here is because I am excited to say that earlier this year I was invited to be the focus of the programme on England. My episode airs on 16th June at 7.30pm and whilst I don’t want to give too much away, all I’ll say is that I had the honour of meeting someone whose grandfather every Brazilian will thank for what he brought to their country.
Here is link to the page with more information about my episode and below you can watch a trailer for the series. Also, here are links to the show’s website and its Facebook page. Enjoy!
Two things happened on Tuesday (18th) that made me think a bit about my status here in Brazil. Firstly, it was International Migrants Day, a UN ‘celebration’ which member states and NGOs are encouraged to observe through:
…the dissemination of information on the human rights and fundamental freedoms of migrants, and through the sharing of experiences and the design of actions to ensure their protection.
Secondly, with a grand total of four votes (including one each from my wife and sister-in-law), my blog was deemed worthy of an “honourable mention” on an expat blog website.
What interests me are the different connotations the words ‘(im)migrant’ and ‘expat’ have in terms of immigration. This has been something that has bothered me for a while, not only because I’m living outside the UK, but also because the issue of migration has dominated most of my adult life – both professionally and personally. For example, apart from seeing my wife be subjected to ridiculously strict immigration controls in the UK, you may also be aware that prior to moving to Brazil I worked with asylum-seekers and refugees as a social worker. Continue Reading
I am very good at denial. Denial explains why at work people would wonder why I was very rarely ever stressed. I guess being organised helped but I was also quite good at not thinking about deadlines until, well, the deadline came. Why stress about something that is going to happen in two weeks time?
And my friends, they always appeared quite surprised that I was so laid back about moving to Brazil. “I’m fine”, “I’m looking forward to it” , “I’ve been twice before so it shouldn’t be too much problem settling in”, I would say when they asked about how I was feeling about the move to Brazil. That’s the denial again. Continue Reading