
There the tedium. More interesting, I think, is what happens when kids read these sorts of stories, see their lives writ large on the pages of a book. Over the last couple of months, I have been thinking very intently about how people -- especially children -- on the margins of society conceive of knowledge. Last year, we did a major research project in Recife, looking at the causes of, and possible solutions to, violence in the favelas of that city. After four months of interviews, mapping, movie-making, and writing, the book was finally done: a toolkit for foundations and government agencies that want to reduce violence. Adriano had been the first of the four young researchers to arrive at the closing party for the project, and as he read the first pages, a look of amazement filled his eyes. "It's true," he said, almost stunned. Several more lines down the page, with even more wonder, "That's just how it is." As he continued to read, the expressions of surprise only grew.

Adriano had been a part of every stage of the research, and many of the theories in those pages were originally his, so the surprise didn't come from new ideas or perspectives. No, I think the real shock was that the written word could express the truth, that a description of his community could be honest to what goes on there.
"Knowledge," with the weight and importance that word implies, always seems to come from outside the favela, from teachers and books and the TV. But as Adriano read the book, he suddenly came to see that words could reflect the world, that his experiences were important, enough to justify or even demand action. For the first time, I think, he came to see what knowledge meant, and the power it could have.

Now, we can easily find a solution in an attempt to universalize other experiences: Sesame Street, where a street in a mythical Harlem stands in for the universal, is an excellent example. Maybe we should write a Richard Scarry for the favela... to a certain degree, the work that Rita and I do professionally with films made by marginalized kids strives for that.
However, I think there is a real virtue in the way kids from the favela see the relation of their particular to the universal. Because they aren't convinced that everyone -- even cats and worms -- had their experience, they aren't convinced that they know. For that reason, they are less invested in their epistemological errors, more willing to change, grow, and learn. Socrates insisted that the first step in philosophy was to know that one knows nothing: people from the favela have that one down pat. At that point, perhaps we can all learn together.
And maybe I won't have to suffer through more days reading about the Cat Family going to the grocery store.
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