As he walked to the small room where the first interview would take place after a long period of seclusion, João the criminal, thought about everything; how he should speak, word for word. He didn't need to sit down, and he told the interviewer all the dreams he intended to achieve as soon as he gained his freedom. A home, a family, common sense! Noble things he said because he didn't understand that he was paying for the past there, and that his plans for the future wouldn't save him from the painful present. And the interviewer, tired of so much recidivism, already knew when he saw João that he would hear a ‘no’. Contempt was not enough.
The interviewer raised his hand and reprimanded João, who with sincerity and pain, shouted: “I am sorry”. But he didn't know that the regret he felt was actually part of his punishment, just like prison. And the criminal, who was already bitter with all these penalties, added contempt and oppression to them. Now forbidden to dream, João went to his cell to think. He felt pain and hatred. He endured more days of days, until they put him back in front of the interviewer. He remained silent!
And the interviewer asked if he didn't know what to say. The interviewer didn't know that João's “not knowing” was now his greatest punishment. And seeing João's sad look, he thought it best not to reprimand him, shook his head negatively, and left, leaving João to endure a second ‘no’. João remained silent, as he understood that he could only show his recovery by being out of prison. After another period, João is called for an interview. But tired of so much disillusionment, he punched the prison guard, his friend, and even to everyone's displeasure, he was taken to solitary confinement. João didn't know that now the interviewer knew he regretted it and decided to release him then. Moral: Often, we add contempt and reprimand to someone's punishment, and we make them pay a punishment often greater than what they deserved for their mistake. (We become executioners of man).
Sílvio de Souza Lôbo Júnior
As he walked to the small room where the first interview would take place after a long period of seclusion, João the criminal, thought about everything; how he should speak, word for word. He didn't need to sit down, and he told the interviewer all the dreams he intended to achieve as soon as he gained his freedom. A home, a family, common sense! Noble things he said because he didn't understand that he was paying for the past there, and that his plans for the future wouldn't save him from the painful present. And the interviewer, tired of so much recidivism, already knew when he saw João that he would hear a ‘no’. Contempt was not enough.
The interviewer raised his hand and reprimanded João, who with sincerity and pain, shouted: “I am sorry”. But he didn't know that the regret he felt was actually part of his punishment, just like prison. And the criminal, who was already bitter with all these penalties, added contempt and oppression to them. Now forbidden to dream, João went to his cell to think. He felt pain and hatred. He endured more days of days, until they put him back in front of the interviewer. He remained silent!
And the interviewer asked if he didn't know what to say. The interviewer didn't know that João's “not knowing” was now his greatest punishment. And seeing João's sad look, he thought it best not to reprimand him, shook his head negatively, and left, leaving João to endure a second ‘no’. João remained silent, as he understood that he could only show his recovery by being out of prison. After another period, João is called for an interview. But tired of so much disillusionment, he punched the prison guard, his friend, and even to everyone's displeasure, he was taken to solitary confinement. João didn't know that now the interviewer knew he regretted it and decided to release him then. Moral: Often, we add contempt and reprimand to someone's punishment, and we make them pay a punishment often greater than what they deserved for their mistake. (We become executioners of man).
Sílvio de Souza Lôbo Júnior
