Based on true stories.
One second,
two, three, four.
What?
Does waiting bother you?
To come every week for five years
to stop them from closing a case
Does that seem like waiting to you?
My mother finds the strength every day
to go out and look for me,
entering the most dangerous neighbourhoods,
brothels, morgues ...
They try to convince her to stop searching for me
or to pick a place to leave flowers.
That is not waiting.
He lost his job because he went out looking for me.
He sold everything to pay the debts.
But look at my room: it's still intact.
"Any horses?"
"Any horses?"
That was the code my dad and I used
to know if all was well
while crossing the border.
Have you ever dug a hole on a hillside
in the middle of the night?
She has.
She was told they had seen people being buried there.
What was she to do? Wait?
It's amazing what a mum
will do for her child.
So, the next time you see someone
in a waiting room, with a photo,
don’t be fooled.
Don’t think they are waiting.
They are searching.
They will not stop searching, nor will we stop helping them.
Every day we accompany relatives of the disappeared in their search.
STORY 1 - RC_BRAZILIAN
My mother finds the strength every day
to go out and look for me,
entering the most dangerous neighbourhoods,
brothels, morgues ...
They try to convince her to stop searching for me
or to pick a place to leave flowers.
When you see a mother sitting,
looking at her daughter's picture,
don’t think she is waiting.
She is searching.
They will not stop searching, nor will we stop helping them.
Every day we accompany relatives of the disappeared in their search.
STORY 2 - HORSES
"Any horses?"
"Any horses?"
That was the code my dad and I used
to know if all was well
while crossing the border.
Ten years later,
he still drops everything
whenever someone gives him a lead
about what happened that day.
Even if you see him looking calm, tired,
don’t think he is waiting.
He is searching.
They will not stop searching, nor will we stop helping them.
Every day we accompany relatives of the disappeared in their search.
STORY 3 – POLICE STATION
Waiting?
To come every week for five years
to prevent them from closing a case
Do you think that is waiting?
It's amazing what a mum
will do for her child.
Therefore, the next time you see
someone in a waiting room, with a photo,
don´t be fooled.
Don’t think they are waiting.
They are searching.
They will not stop searching, nor will we stop helping them.
Every day we accompany relatives of the disappeared in their search.
STORY 4 - DAUGHTER
He lost his job because he went out searching for me.
He sold everything to pay the debts.
But look at my room: it's still intact.
He comes here to rest
after flicking through television channels.
That is not waiting.
They will not stop searching, nor will we stop helping them.
Every day we accompany relatives of the missing in their search.
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