...2...  philosophising  part  two...  (  2  out  of  18  )...
Autor: luis antonio freire | Publicado: 2011-07-14T17:42:00-07:00

greeeaaat… &nbsp; taue…
greeeaaat… &nbsp;peter…

all &nbsp;right &nbsp;!!!...
assuming &nbsp;that &nbsp;the &nbsp;idea &nbsp;of &nbsp;telling &nbsp;stories &nbsp;of &nbsp;my &nbsp;life… 
was &nbsp;well &nbsp;accepted &nbsp;by &nbsp;you…
I’m &nbsp;going &nbsp;to &nbsp;“jump” &nbsp;into &nbsp;the &nbsp;project…
in &nbsp;other &nbsp;words… &nbsp;“let’s &nbsp;get &nbsp;down &nbsp;to &nbsp;business”…
( I &nbsp;mean… &nbsp; to &nbsp;the &nbsp;keyboard…)…
and &nbsp;see &nbsp;if &nbsp;something &nbsp;fairly &nbsp;acceptable…
can &nbsp;come &nbsp;out &nbsp;of &nbsp;these &nbsp;stories…

in &nbsp;the &nbsp;last &nbsp;email… &nbsp;I &nbsp;was &nbsp;still &nbsp;in &nbsp;boston…
my &nbsp;father &nbsp;studying &nbsp;at &nbsp;MIT… &nbsp;( massachusetts &nbsp;institute &nbsp;of &nbsp;technology…)…
my &nbsp;mother &nbsp;taking &nbsp;care &nbsp;of &nbsp;both: &nbsp; me &nbsp;and &nbsp;my &nbsp;sister &nbsp;ana emilia…
and... &nbsp;my &nbsp;mother &nbsp;was &nbsp;in &nbsp;company &nbsp;of &nbsp;a &nbsp;maid… &nbsp;( sebastiana )…
who &nbsp;came &nbsp;with &nbsp;us &nbsp;from &nbsp;brasil… &nbsp;to &nbsp;help &nbsp;her &nbsp;with &nbsp;the &nbsp;domestic &nbsp;work…

we &nbsp;used &nbsp;to &nbsp;live &nbsp;in &nbsp;one &nbsp;of &nbsp;those &nbsp;calm &nbsp;residential &nbsp;neighborhoods…
where &nbsp;there &nbsp;was &nbsp;no &nbsp;fence &nbsp;between &nbsp;the &nbsp;houses…
on &nbsp;the &nbsp;road… &nbsp;there &nbsp;was &nbsp;rarely &nbsp;any &nbsp;cars…
and… &nbsp;my &nbsp;sister &nbsp;and &nbsp;I… &nbsp;used &nbsp;to &nbsp;spend &nbsp;a &nbsp;long &nbsp;time &nbsp;outside…
playing &nbsp;with &nbsp;the &nbsp;tricycle…
( those &nbsp;little &nbsp;bikes &nbsp;for &nbsp;children… &nbsp;with &nbsp;three &nbsp;wheels…)…

then… &nbsp;on &nbsp;a &nbsp;nice &nbsp;bright &nbsp;day… &nbsp;my &nbsp;sister &nbsp;and &nbsp;I…
got &nbsp;lost… &nbsp;by &nbsp;chance… &nbsp; &nbsp;on &nbsp;those &nbsp;neighborhood &nbsp;roads…
my &nbsp;mother… &nbsp;went &nbsp;“crazy”… &nbsp;she &nbsp;called &nbsp;the &nbsp;police…
and… &nbsp;the &nbsp;police &nbsp;finally &nbsp;found &nbsp;us…

( &nbsp;my &nbsp;father… &nbsp;later &nbsp;told &nbsp;me… &nbsp;that &nbsp;the &nbsp;police &nbsp;strategy… &nbsp;was &nbsp;to &nbsp;do &nbsp;a &nbsp;search…
&nbsp; &nbsp; first &nbsp;“ scanning ” &nbsp;through &nbsp;a &nbsp;sort &nbsp;of &nbsp;a &nbsp;big &nbsp;circle &nbsp;along &nbsp;the &nbsp;outer &nbsp;roads…
&nbsp; &nbsp; and &nbsp;then… &nbsp; through &nbsp;smaller &nbsp;circles… 
&nbsp; &nbsp; until &nbsp;they &nbsp;could &nbsp;finally &nbsp;find &nbsp;us…) 

unfortunately &nbsp;my &nbsp;father &nbsp;is &nbsp;not &nbsp;here &nbsp;on &nbsp;earth &nbsp;anymore…
so &nbsp;I &nbsp;cannot &nbsp;ask &nbsp;him &nbsp;to &nbsp;develop… 
a &nbsp;little-bit &nbsp;more &nbsp;of &nbsp;this &nbsp;story… &nbsp; with &nbsp;me &nbsp;… 

anyway… &nbsp;after &nbsp;this &nbsp;episode… &nbsp;my &nbsp;parents &nbsp;decided &nbsp;to &nbsp;install…
two &nbsp;little &nbsp;necklace-dog-tags… &nbsp;on &nbsp;both &nbsp;of &nbsp;us… 
with &nbsp;our &nbsp;name… &nbsp;address… &nbsp;and… &nbsp;telephone-number…

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I &nbsp;lived &nbsp;in &nbsp;boston…
from… &nbsp; six-months-old… 
until… &nbsp; three-years-old…

I &nbsp;don’t &nbsp;remember &nbsp;anything…
except &nbsp;these &nbsp;two &nbsp;stories &nbsp;told &nbsp;by &nbsp;my &nbsp;parents…
the &nbsp;one &nbsp;of &nbsp;the &nbsp;funnel… &nbsp;and &nbsp;the &nbsp;one &nbsp;of &nbsp;the &nbsp;necklace-dog-tag…

from &nbsp;boston… &nbsp; we &nbsp;moved &nbsp;to &nbsp;recife…
where &nbsp;I &nbsp;lived... &nbsp;from &nbsp;three &nbsp;to &nbsp;six-years-old…

at &nbsp;those &nbsp;times…
I &nbsp;had &nbsp;nothing &nbsp;to &nbsp;do &nbsp;at &nbsp;all…
I &nbsp;used &nbsp;to &nbsp;spend &nbsp;all &nbsp;day…
&nbsp;just &nbsp;sitting &nbsp;on &nbsp;the &nbsp;front-yard-wall
watching &nbsp;the &nbsp;cars &nbsp;pass &nbsp;by…
which &nbsp;were &nbsp;not &nbsp;many… &nbsp;at &nbsp;those &nbsp;times…

amazing…
how &nbsp;a &nbsp;child… &nbsp;is &nbsp;an &nbsp;innocent &nbsp;being…
he &nbsp;is &nbsp;capable &nbsp;of &nbsp;staying &nbsp;hours &nbsp;and &nbsp;hours…
with &nbsp;no &nbsp;worries…
just &nbsp;enjoying &nbsp;the &nbsp;view…
without &nbsp;thinking &nbsp;on &nbsp;anything…

with &nbsp;no &nbsp;fears…
no &nbsp;ambitions…
just &nbsp;enjoying &nbsp;the &nbsp;moment…

when &nbsp;an &nbsp;ant &nbsp;passes &nbsp;by…
the &nbsp;child…
simply &nbsp;looks &nbsp;at &nbsp;the &nbsp;ant…
simply &nbsp;follows &nbsp;her &nbsp;movement

it’s &nbsp;like &nbsp;a &nbsp;dog…
innocent…
as &nbsp;long &nbsp;as &nbsp;he &nbsp;is &nbsp;well &nbsp;fed…
without &nbsp;diseases…
sleeping &nbsp;well…

his &nbsp;life… &nbsp;is… &nbsp;simply… &nbsp;his &nbsp;life…
peaceful… &nbsp;without &nbsp;judgments…
without &nbsp;complexes…
without &nbsp;obligations…

( &nbsp;by &nbsp;the &nbsp;way… &nbsp;this &nbsp;resembles…
&nbsp; &nbsp;the &nbsp;yoga &nbsp;doctrine…
&nbsp; &nbsp;it &nbsp;says &nbsp;that &nbsp;all &nbsp;of &nbsp;us… &nbsp;even &nbsp;the &nbsp;adults…
&nbsp; &nbsp;can… &nbsp;( and… &nbsp;should…)… &nbsp;practice &nbsp;the &nbsp;exercise…
&nbsp; &nbsp;of &nbsp;staying… &nbsp;everyday &nbsp;at &nbsp;least &nbsp;fifteen-minutes…
&nbsp; &nbsp;without &nbsp;doing &nbsp;anything… &nbsp;only &nbsp;breathing…
&nbsp; &nbsp;without &nbsp;thinking &nbsp;on &nbsp;anything…
&nbsp; &nbsp;like &nbsp;that &nbsp;little &nbsp;child… &nbsp;with &nbsp;age &nbsp;four… &nbsp;( or &nbsp;five )…
&nbsp; &nbsp;sitting &nbsp;on &nbsp;the &nbsp;front-yard-wall…
&nbsp; &nbsp;watching &nbsp;the &nbsp;few &nbsp;cars &nbsp;pass &nbsp;by…)

briefly… &nbsp; living &nbsp;the &nbsp;moment…

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should &nbsp;we &nbsp;stop &nbsp;now…?
we &nbsp;should &nbsp;stop &nbsp;now…

otherwise… &nbsp;you’re &nbsp;going &nbsp;to &nbsp;be &nbsp;late &nbsp;for &nbsp;your &nbsp;fifteen-minute-yoga…

stay &nbsp;healthy…
see &nbsp;you &nbsp;soon…
a &nbsp;tight &nbsp;hug…
your &nbsp;father…
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; …luis antonio…