
“I’ve chased after rocks all
my life. I’m addicted to
rocks, all miners are. It really
is an addiction. I’ve worked
in mines since I was nine
years old.”
“I’m waiting to go back into the
Roosevelt Reserve of the Cinta Larga indigenous
people. The police closed it after the Cinta Larga
killed 29 miners because they wouldn’t leave the
reserve. When I’m on the reserve I work for the
Cinta Larga and I get 5 percent of whatever I find.
Sometimes I bargain for 20 percent. Once I found
a diamond worth one million dollars. I tried to hide
it but I got scared and showed the rock to the
Cinta Larga chiefs. I would have been set up for
life, but if they’d discovered it I wouldn’t be here
now. I didn’t have much time to decide. I had it in
my hand. I could hardly breathe. It’s tough in
there. On their land they are the law. Respect it or
accept the consequences. I prefer not to risk my
life. The problem is that the Cinta Larga open and
close the mine whenever they want. If you invest
in machines to work the mine you can lose
everything from one day to the next. And the
federal police can come in and shut everything
down. You don’t even have time to hide your
machine. Society has a distorted view of miners.
People think we’re a scourge. But we’re just a
bunch of uneducated poor people trying to make
a living. I had three children who all became
miners. They’re just like me. Most of the time we
work in poor conditions and in prohibited places.
We’re not equipped to deal with society. We live
outside of society, but society enjoys the fruit of
our work. Many people wear the rocks we find,
around their necks or on their fingers. Sometimes
you find a good rock and you have money for
a while, but most of us don’t know how to use
money. And after a while we’re poor again.”
- Leônidas da Silva, 55, from Maranhão, lives in
Espigão do Oeste, Rondônia.
Above: Leônidas da Silva, 55, from Maranhão