Christ the Redeemer

I stand so high up that sometimes the fluffy white clouds float right past my face. They feel cool and soft. The warm sun shines on my head and shoulders, making me feel bright and strong all day long. From my special spot on top of Corcovado mountain, I can see everything. Below me is a big, busy city called Rio de Janeiro, with tiny cars whizzing by like little bugs. I see long, golden beaches where the ocean waves tickle the shore. The sparkling blue-green sea stretches on forever. My arms are always stretched out wide, as if I am ready to give the whole world a great big hug. I love my view and my special job. I am Christ the Redeemer.

A long time ago, the wonderful people of Brazil had a big idea. They said, “We need a special symbol of peace that can watch over our beautiful city, Rio de Janeiro.” They wanted something that would make everyone feel safe and loved. A very clever man named Heitor da Silva Costa thought, “I will design a giant statue to stand on the highest mountain.” But he could not do it alone. He asked another artist, a sculptor named Paul Landowski, to help. Paul made my face and my hands, making them look kind and gentle. Building me was a huge challenge. My mountain home is very steep. “How will we get all the heavy pieces up here?” the workers wondered. They built a special little train that chugged up the mountain, carrying all my strong concrete parts and thousands of little shiny tiles. We started this big project in 1926. It took five whole years of hard work. Finally, in 1931, I was finished. I was covered from head to toe in pretty, light-colored soapstone tiles that sparkle in the sunlight like tiny jewels. I was so proud to finally open my arms to the world.

From that day on, I have stood here, watching over the city day and night. I see the sun rise in the morning and the city lights twinkle like stars in the evening. My most important job is to welcome everyone. It does not matter where you come from or what language you speak; my arms are open for you. They are a sign of peace and friendship for all people, everywhere. When visitors climb up my mountain and stand at my feet, they look up and smile. I hope they feel the love I have for them. I want to remind everyone to be kind and welcoming to one another, just as my arms are always open for a hug. That is my forever promise to the world.