The Reflection of Brazilian Families

• I’m Daniella, a high school student and I try to be an artist whenever my salary decides to create life, because the material is more expensive than buying a finished drawing.
  You know, when I think of "Family" the first thing that pops into my head would be...history. No, no one is going to go around writing books, not least because my family hates to read.
  By history, I refer to what each one carries within, the roots, and how these roots transform a whole functionality among brothers, cousins, uncles, grandchildren, grandparents and others into something unique. No family is alike.
• We are explosive and funny, but we can also be problematic. Everything that differentiates a crazy Brazilian grandfather from another crazy grandfather who is, I don't know, from Italy, is that one speaks Portuguese and the other Italian. Families don't change, and struggles don't either. The problem is that many foreigners think that Brazil and its people, that is, their families, can be summed up in the merely illustrative and extremely poorly edited image below:

• Returning to the reasoning, yes, we are the same as many families, but we are also different. This is normal because in every country there are differences. We just have weird customs sometimes. Who doesn’t like a little strange people? They are the best!