Word: anacleto
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...girl was 11 a child of the streets of Fortaleza, Brazil, whose future seemed as bleak as the slums in which she lived. Then Carla Nisiane Anacleto da Costa saw a ballet performance by students from a dance school called EDISCA, a troupe that included other impoverished girls from her street. EDISCA (the letters stand for the Spanish name of the School of Dance and Social Integration for Children and Adolescents) was not your average ballet company, and this was no Swan Lake. It portrayed Fortaleza's poorest kids begging at traffic lights and living on the street. "That really...
...second grant went to a boarded, esthetic-appearing Neapolitan, George Bendelari, "or, as he was known in the College, Georgie Anacleto Corrado Bendclari '74." Mr. Bendclari wound up writing for the New York Sun, which has not to anyone's knowledge ever been "reputed to be radical...
Last May, two Martinez, Calif. Mexicans named Anacleto Torres and Areo Cabrero, both section hands on the Southern Pacific Lines, set out to celebrate Memorial Day. In the course of the celebration, Anacleto shot Areo twice, bashed in his head with an ax, threw him into Carquinez Strait at the top of San Francisco Bay. Anacleto then confided the murder to two friends, who promptly informed the police. However, it proved to be one thing to arrest Anacleto and another to make him confess. For two weeks the moody mozo denied everything...
Secretly the deputy sheriffs of Contra Costa County rigged up a loudspeaker in the drawer of a bureau in Anacleto's cell with direct telephone communication to the next room. A bright floodlight was turned on Anacleto to keep him from sleeping. Then Deputy Ted Christ, who speaks Spanish, went to work in the next room...
Lying on his cot in the white glare, Anacleto was suddenly terrified to hear, softly, susurringly, as if from the Beyond, the voice of his dead friend. "Tit me mataste, Anacleto," came the spectral murmur. "You killed me. I am Areo's ghost. You had better confess, Anacleto. You killed me. . . ." Frenzied, bewildered, Anacleto stood it two days, two nights. Then he leaped up screaming: "I'm guilty! I'm guilty! I'm guilty!" A police stenographer rushed in and got a full confession...