We spoke English at home, but I went to a Brazilian school, and then in the afternoon I had a few hours of English instruction. I didn’t feel Brazilian, but I felt completely at home there, and sometimes I would forget I was American.1 But my family was American and we spoke English at home. When I went to high school in the capital of Pernambuco Recife, lived away from my family at that point, and partly because of my outsider status and partly because at that point Brazilian society was — because of my position really, I was able to go everywhere and have friends.2 I had American friends from school, I had — I hung out with these sort of left leaning priests, I hung out with Brazilian artists, I hung out with surfers, I went into the favela for one reason or another, and I pretty much could circulate at ease in the society there. So, that was really great, and partly that was due to the fact that I was an American.

  1. Anthropologically Correct
  2. Outsiders
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