How i helped out a refugee

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How i helped out a refugee
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On my blog (http://didyoumakeit.blogspot.com) i described how i met Manuel, a refugee from Cape Verde.Here, i'll tell how i gave him a job, a house, a life, how i helped him making his life go on in a strange country for him. I met Manuel when i was getting to the office i work at, in downtown Sao Paulo, Brazil. He was standing near the building entrance, with some sort of lack of hope in his eyes. ""Don't talk to strangers"", my mother used to say. If i had took her advice seriously, Manuel would still be on the streets, hopeless, jobless and without a life.When i met him i bought him lunch. Who knew for how many days that man haven't eat? He ate like that was his first meal in days, at a restaurant near the office, where i have lunch whenever my pocket allows me.I spent the whole day working, but thinking about how i could help Manuel. Then, i thought about bringing him some clothes on the next day. I got home and started looking for some clothes in the closet. I realized that clothes would only cover his body. Would he eat shirts? Would he live inside some shoes? No. I had to give him a better life. This was a great opportunity to change someone's life, and to change mine as well, but i wasn't thinking about myself, i was thinking about him, Manuel, a guy living on the streets of a strange country. Well, at least he could speak the local language. Giving an opportunity to someone is very important. I know that...i desperately needed an opportunity when I found out that I was going to be a father. I was jobless, but filled with hope. My school background wasn't any good. I quit school because I didn't agree with the brazilian educational model, and to be honest, I didn't learn anything at school. I went to several agencies, almost begging for a job. Finally, the director of an agency decided to give me a job, and he didn't regret it. I put my soul in every minute I spent at that agency, and god only knows how much I loved working there. I have some kind of influence at the office. I'm good at recognizing talents, and my boss knows it, and sometimes he buy me a fancy dinner because I'm always spotting and seeking brilliant youngs to work with us.But with Manuel it was different. I knew he needed a job, and I also knew that no one would employ a refugee, specially a homeless one. So I decided to give him an opportunity, and hire him to do anything at the office.So I took him in. The company is on a tight budget lately. How would I tell to my boss that we had a new employee? He'd probably freak out.Manuel needed money to buy food, pay a rent and buy some clothes eventually. I decided to sponsor his food needs. Every day I buy him his coffee-break and his lunch. When I can't afford the lunch at the restaurant, I bring some food to the office. We usually have salad for lunch, since I have a garden where I grow some vegetables. I live in a building, just like almost everybody in Sao Paulo. At the buiding we agreed to plant veggies on the common-area garden, so everyone benefits from the garden. The building has a lot of green-space, so we rarely run out of veggies.The next step was to find a place forManuel. Ifigured out he didn't need a big apartment. A kitchenette would suit his needs...a bathroom, a kitchen and a room where he could sleep, read, watch television, work at the computer.Manuel and I spent two weeks looking for a place, and we found the perfect place, really near to the office, so he wouldn't need to take a bus to go to work, just walk a few blocks.He is making a lot of progress at the office. He has been promoted from General Assistant to Clients Attendant, a fancy name to “the person who picks up the phone and explain stuff to the clients”.