Wilfredo

“I carry with me memories of the peaceful life I once had in Venezuela. To remember those times, I always have this cap with me. It's from my baseball team, the Leones. In Venezuela I’d always been a waiter, but then I could no longer find a job and, when I did, the salary wasn’t enough to feed my family. Every time the kids woke up, they'd ask for breakfast and there wasn't anything to give them. How do you tell them that? If they had breakfast, they didn't have lunch; if they had lunch, they didn't have dinner; and if they had dinner, they didn't have breakfast. Here it hasn't been easy, but sometimes you have to eat fruit while they're still green so that one day you'll eat them ripe again. The decision to leave was mainly for the children, so that they would have a future. You have to make the effort for the children. I dream of being able to work, have a calmer life and see my grandchildren grow up too."

Wilfredo hitchhiked to the Brazilian border with his wife, three daughters and three grandchildren.