Bruno Mayer

When I was born, my mother didn't survive childbirth. I never had the chance to meet her, remaining only with my father. I never complained; after all, he's my father. He raised me showing me the cruelties of the world. He made me a man even though I was so young; he always said, "A man is always above!" And I believed it, I still believe it! I took care of the cattle, managed my father's workers. I've worked since I was little.

1947 - Rio Grande do Sul - Mr. Melo's farm... Bruno's father, my colleague. Today I was awake and did my routine activities. Then I stopped when I saw a work partner with my father, I sat in the rocking chair next to him, observing while drinking my chimarrão. Mr. Melo: "Boy, you forgot to check the wells yesterday. There's no water that night... You're slow! I hope I don't have to replace you with another... useful worker. "He gets up and turns his back, putting his shotgun on his belt . "See you later, boy. "I just wave and watch him go to the barn behind our house. I look ahead again, drinking my chimarrão, when I see a girl walking nearby... She seemed to be hunting. Well, women were used to cleaning, cooking, and raising children, as my father taught me, and I know he would hate to know there's an intruder. Bruno: "Hey... "I called your attention, grabbed my knife from my belt, and walked to the entrance of the farm where you were... ("What is that girl doing?") I thought as I walked.