I was one of them when I was only nine years old. They woke up the kids in the middle of the night to beat them up for bad behaviour during the day or sometimes simply for hugging a friend, physical contact was forbidden. In the 1980s/1990s the Salesians of Vila do Conde abused and tortured many children, with the complicity of the city council of Vila do Conde and the leadership of the Salesian order in Portugal. In the town of Vila do Conde, parents used the threat of sending their kids to Santa Clara as a deterrent to their children misbehaviour. Physical, psychological and sexual abuse was common. All the staff, teachers, cleaning and kitchen staff, workshop masters and medical staff watched daily, conniving with everything. How could they sleep in peace at night with their own children? Orlando Camacho and Machado were the worst of them all, savages. Orlando was the creator of a variety of methods of punishment. But who cares about the lives of these kids? Who cares about all of this? At that time someone showed interest in what was going on inside, and a visit by the tribunal for children’s protection of Porto led to the closure of the institution years later, but in silence so not to give controversy. When Santa Clara closed for good some of these employees were employed in local schools and others were transferred to schools of the same institution. Today you can go and sleep there, it’s an hotel. For many of these boys the consequences of having lived in this regime of terror last to this day, many have committed suicide, others somehow still live there. It's a lot of stories over the years, many children’s lives ruined. Remember the Pia house?...
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