thegoodfellas/blogset-br huggingface dataset:
CAMINHOS DA BARRA MAISAPROVEITE A CHANCE DE MORAR A 5 MINUTOS DA BARRA *A PARTIR DE R$ 149.900,00 * MAIS DE 30 OPCOES DE LAZER FACIL ACESSO A LINHA AMARELA . PERTO DE SHOPPINGS, CENTROS COMERCIAIS E DA PRAIA.2 QUARTOS COM UMA VAGA NA GARAGEMAV. TEN. CEL . MUNIS DE ARAGAO - JACAREPAGUA - RJ Today we made a flyer about what it would be like living in New York. When I was about 3 years old, I had the weirdest dream. I was in a big maze made of tall, green bushes, and I was lost. I wandered around, looking for a way out, when I saw this pretty, colorful parrot. I sort of adopted him, and he flew by my side while I continued to wander. A little while later I found another parrot, just that that one was big, human size, and talking. Back then I thought it was just a big, special parrot, but looking back now, I suspect that the parrot was actually a man, dressed in one of those big, fuzzy costumes that you almost die of all the heat around you. I climbed on its shoulders, and the smaller parrot sat in its mouth. He said that he would help me get back home. We walked aroud the maze and then, we heard a noise behind us. I turned around, and, to my surprise, it was another big (human-like) parrot! Just that it didnt look very friendly... He was brownish black, showing me his ugly, yellow, teeth. I screamed and the big, friendly parrot started running. That was when...My mom woke me up to kindergarden! Just then I realized that it was all just a dream...By: Yifat You will be amazed to discover the depths of our blog! Visit once a while to check out new stuff or posts!We are writing this blog because we are still in school and our elective is Writing Workshop. As part of studying, we created a blog.Hope you enjoy it! Visit Our blog!Vejam o Nosso Blog! Since I was 1 year old, I lived in an apartment in Porto Alegre. It was really small, on a condominium of 2 apartments; my cousins lived in the other tower. We had to move to Sao Paulo for 2 years and then to the United States of America for about 4 years. When we came back to Porto Alegre, we moved into a house! I was so happy; I wanted to see my room and all the rest. The day we moved, it was cool, nice, strange and new for me. My room is about like this... There is one bed, a rectangular shape; it also has a big bed head and a bunch of blankets and stuffed animals all around my bed. My room was purple and had a wall with a part of it that was magnetic. I have my own desk where I do my homework and where I leave my computer and it also has 3 drawers.On my TV I had a really small sticker written GG, but
someone took it off. My closet is all white, its very big, there is room for a bunch of clothes (there are 2 of them, one with drawers for my clothes and the other with dresses and long stuff). Cabinets, they are one of the most important parts where I put my stuff in my room, in my cabinets I put all sort of things like: comics, books, papers, even games and jackets sometimes...My window is a big white one with no curtain, only a shutter. The glass is very shiny and clean. My door to the entrance of my room is all brown in the outside with some small paintings and a horseshoe, and in the inside its all white with a hanger to put my jackets. My lamp was all pink when I bought it, now it is all gray (with some parts almost black, because its dirty) and some really small pieces of pink. It is really fury and bright. It may be old, but it gives a lot of light!At last, my carpet. Its a big fury thing that Im always laying down on, watch TV and sometimes even do my homework on it, lying down... By: Julia Krapf
One sunny day, when my parents were traveling, my sisters and I stayed home with our grandparents...My older sister was sitting in the living room, watching our cat, Milky, walking back and forth on the windowsill. We didnt let him out of the house (only when he went to the vet) from a fear of him running away, so he liked to walk on the windowsill and look out. He managed to escape occasionally when we opened the door, though.Suddenly, Milky heard a loud Meow! from our neighbors cat, and put his front legs on the window bars. As he settled his feet back on the sill, his legs slipped.He practically fell out of the window! We ran out to the garden to catch him, but he was as still as a statue from the shock of being in the garden. Although, he snapped back into reality the moment he saw my sister running towards him, and sprinted away.After a few minutes of searching around the house, the street, and the neighboring house, we found him and brought him back home safely.Now, its all just a big laugh!By: Yifat Dancygier Ever since I was born, until I moved to live in Brazil, I shared a room with one of my sisters. First, I shared a bedroom with my older sister, Neta, until I was 6 months old. Then, we moved out and after about three years, my little sister, Gali, was born, but I stayed in the room with Neta until I was 9 years old. Then Neta switched with Gali and Gali shared the room with me from then on.Our room was large, and the first thought that would pop out in your mind when you enter the room would be two young girls share this room. You would probably think this when you see the cute girlish bunk-bed (with a big, blue ladder to climb to the top one) and all the pictures and little souvenirs and decorations. I got the top bed, since I was older and I would handle it more safely. I had some extra pillows and stuffed animals, though. The walls were decorated by a long picture of puppies, a portrait of me, some painting I made in art class and a big, black LCD TV. There was also a flat, blue lamp and a big Winnie the Pooh carpet on the floor, with some of the characters popping out of windows. The window was kind of small, full of stickers, and it had a white blind, but no curtain. The big closet I shared with my sister was colored light wood, along with the desk and shelf. The door, though, was white plastic, not wood. I just loved that room!By: Yifat Dancygier Hanukkah is a Jewish holiday that lasts for eight days, in honor of the miracle that happened over two thousand years ago. The Jewish were involved in a war with the Greek, and they destroyed their temple. Once the Jewish rebuilt it, the only items left unbroken were the menorah and a small
vase with oil to light up the menorahs candles for only one day. Miraculously, the oil lasted for eight days, enough for the Jewish to find another source of oil, and so, we celebrate the miracle every year.Back in Israel, every Hanukkah vacation we would go to a little desert about 3 hours by car from our city, along with about 3 other friends families.We would always take dreidels (a Jewish game played on Hanukkah), Hannukiahs (a candleholders with 9 candle branches), also known as menorahs, and candles.Every day, due to tradition, we would light candles. On the first day, only one candle and one Shamash candle (a candle sitting on a higher or lower branch than the others, always the most on the left, the most on the right, or in the middle, used to light up the rest of the candles). On the second day, we light 2 candles and a Shamash, and so on, until the final 8th day. While we light up the candles with the Shamash, we sing traditional songs.It is also known to eat food made with oil, to celebrate the miracle, especially Sufgania, a sort of doughnut with no hole in the middle, filled with jam and covered with sugar powder, and Levivah, a salty potato pancake.I really like Hanukkahs! By Yifat
A Humorous EventOne day, I was at my friends house, Rita. We were watching TV, while her small poodle, Nene was running from one side to the other. I layed down on one of the sofas that are under the window (this small window was opened), while Rita was in the other one. Nene was running like mad on my lap, back and forth, back and forth. She was with a lot of energy! She ran from one side of the house to the other. The house isnt really big, so then she went, one back and forth, two back and forth, and when she was coming from the third round, she was so fast she jumped on my lap and VVVVUUUUUPPP she fell from the window! After that I went to see if she was there, but she wasnt there anymore! I was kind of relieved because the house was only one floor, but still it was kind of high... When Rita saw that, she screamed so loud her bigger sister came running from her room to see what had happened! After the loud scream, Rita went to see where Nene had gone, while I was almost peeing in my pants of laughing soooo much! ... Rita has seven dogs!! Three Rottweilers, three poodles (the youngest is Nene), and a Pincher! Nene might have gone with one of the seven... Now I know how crazy Nene is... After some minutes I found where Nene was. She has playing with Teddy, the pincher. I laughed some more and called Rita to say Nene was OK... That was a really humorous event!!!!!! A Memorable Event It was a Wednesday afternoon, my friend and I had nothing to do, we ate our lunch and went to find something to do. We went to my room to see if we could find anything interesting... I turned on my computer and entered Skype, my other friend was online. I asked her if she knew something we could do; she was bored like us... We stayed talking about stupid things that didnt really matter to real life. Suddenly I remembered us school, who made me remind of science, which made me remind of Bill Bye the Science Guy, who made me remember Experiments! I had an idea, a brilliant idea! I shouted to my friend and she agreed we told our other friend on Skype, so, she said that we could start doing the famous Mentos with Coke, we immediately asked my maid to go to the mini-market up the road to buy some Coke and some Mentos... While going up the little mountain we saw, coming down with the black Meriva, my mom, something started tickling in my stomach. My maid said before we left that if my mom saw us she would get really mad at me... That was really bad luck, but believe it or not she was kind of happy and calm. I got paralyzed and staid strange to see what she said. So after that we continued our little walk to the
mini-market. As we got there I saw all kind of drinks, candy s and so much more... While I was looking for a small bottle of Coke, my friend looked for a package of mentos. We met each other and caught my maid sleeping in a carter, well, almost sleeping. I went a little closer to her and she woke up with a Ahhh and a VUUUP I think I got a lot scared than her. Well, going back to the Mentos and Coke, we found them and went to pay. We got the cash and then the change and went back home. When we got home we went back to my room, turned on my computer and went to Skype. My other friend was still online, after we set up very thing we went to the garden and got the small wooden table and laid my sweatshirt on a small chair and my computer on the top. We got the small Coke and the mentos, my friend opened the Coke and threw three mentos inside the bottle and, PPOOOOPP , the thing exploded! It was amazing, my friend and I stayed all wet from the explosion. My friend saw it all, we were going to film it, doing one more time, and we asked our friend if we could see it again but they said I dont think so... , we stayed kind of down because I wanted to see it again. I had another brilliant idea of putting more Coke on the little bottle. We went to the kitchen again and spilled more Coke on the little bottle and went to the garden. I threw more three mentos and............... We stayed waiting but it didnt explode, now we stayed more down than we were before. I was sad. One more time my friend said. So we went to the kitchen, spilled more Coke on the little bottle and then I threw more three mentos. We waited one more time. Nothing. Nothing happened. We were sad one more time. I called my mom, she said she was sorry, but at least we saw it once. I said, youre right... . She also said that it was enough for a day... That was a really cool day, with my friends and an experience...By: Julia
mesma tambem um direito social, e possibilita a formacao cidada e o usufruto dos bens sociais e culturais.O Ensino Fundamental deve comprometer-se com uma educacao com qualidade social, igualmente entendida como direito humano.De acordo com o Art. 14, o curriculo da base nacional comum do Ensino Fundamental deve abranger, obrigatoriamente, conforme o art. 26 da Lei no 9.394/96, o estudo da Lingua Portuguesa e da Matematica, o conhecimento do mundo fisico e natural e da realidade social e politica, especialmente a do Brasil, bem como o ensino da Arte, a Educacao Fisica e o Ensino Religioso.Conforme o Art. 15, os componentes curriculares obrigatorios do Ensino Fundamental serao assim organizados em relacao as areas de conhecimento:I Linguagens:a) Lingua Portuguesa;b) Lingua Materna, para populacoes indigenas;c) Lingua Estrangeira moderna;d) Arte; ee) Educacao Fisica;II Matematica;III Ciencias da Natureza;IV Ciencias Humanas:a) Historia;b) Geografia;V Ensino Religioso.No paragrafo 6o do Art. 15, e apresentado elementos fundamentais e legais da oferta. O Ensino Religioso, de matricula facultativa ao aluno, e parte integrante da formacao basica do cidadao e constitui componente curricular dos horarios normais das escolas publicas de Ensino Fundamental, assegurado o respeito a diversidade cultural e religiosa do Brasil e vedadas quaisquer formas de proselitismo, conforme o art. 33 da Lei no 9.394/96.
uma sociedade pluralista.Apresenta, ainda, a Escola como espaco socializador do conhecimento atraves dos conteudos, tendo a responsabilidade de fornecer as informacoes e responder aos aspectos principais do fenomeno religioso, presente em todas as culturas e em todas as epocas.No capitulo 2, destaca-se o fenomeno religioso como a busca pelo sentido da vida alem morte. Nessa busca, a humanidade formula quatro respostas possiveis. Em funcao delas, propoem-se os pressupostos para a organizacao e selecao de conteudos para o Ensino Religioso na escola, com os eixos organizadores e seus conteudos, o tratamento didatico e os pressupostos para avaliacao.No capitulo 3, apresenta-se o tratamento do Ensino Religioso em cada ciclo do ensino fundamental com sua caracterizacao, objetivos, pressupostos para avaliacao, bloco de conteudos e o respectivo tratamento didatico.Em 2009, foi publicada a 9a edicao do PCNER, com novo design, mas sem adequacoes ou atualizacoes, pois este documento, feito a muitas maos, se constitui num marco historico na caminhada em prol do Ensino Religioso no Brasil e, como tal, faz parte da memoria dos educadores e educadoras de todo o pais.Para adquirir o PCNER, escreva para fonaper@fonaper.com.br. Fonte: FONAPER
das regioes Norte e Nordeste. Outras duas audiencias sobre o tema serao realizadas este ano, em Sao Francisco do Conde (BA) e em Brasilia. A de Brasilia atendera as regioes Centro-Oeste, Sudeste e Sul. A formulacao das diretrizes esta a cargo de uma comissao especial do CNE, criada em 2010 para atender as deliberacoes da Conferencia Nacional de Educacao (Conae).A comissao especial e formada por quatro representantes indicados pela Coordenacao Nacional de Articulacao de Comunidades Negras Rurais Quilombolas (Conaq), uma pesquisadora de educacao escolar quilombola e representantes da Secretaria de Educacao Continuada, Alfabetizacao, Diversidade e Inclusao (Secadi) do MEC e da Secretaria de Promocao da Igualdade Racial (Seppir).Cerca de 200 convidados devem participar dos debates, entre eles gestores, docentes, estudantes, representantes de comunidades quilombolas, movimentos sociais, organizacoes nao-governamentais, alem de pesquisadores. O texto-referencia das audiencias sera distribuido gratuitamente para as comunidades quilombolas. Os interessados podem enviar contribuicoes por mensagem eletronica. Fonte: Portal Aprendiz
Com o tema Docencia em Formacao e Ensino Religioso: contextos e praticas, o FONAPER realizou nos dias 12 a 14 de novembro de 2009, em Goias, o V Congresso Nacional de Ensino Religioso (V CONERE) Do acordeao a guitarra eletrica, a historia do rock de Guaiba O nosso rock: a historia do rock de Guaiba Cesar Tadeu Barcellos , 172 p. Ed. do autor: Ideograf, 2010. Reunindo as memorias de sua ligacaocom a musica desde a infancia, Cesar Tadeu Barcellos, ou melhor, Tio Cesar, arranjaneste livro as peripecias roqueiras neste nosso berco da Revolucao Farroupilha entreos anos 60 e 70 e, de saida, prova que o bom e velho rock and roll nunca morre. Nascido em Getulio Vargas, interiordo RS, seu primeiro contato com a musica foi tocando acordeao com seu pai noinicio dos 60. Na epoca, conta, a sintonia com o resto mundo nao erafacil: sem televisao, noticias nada atualizadas em radios e jornais, asestrelas do rock pareciam inatingiveis, coisas da imaginacao, eram comoextraterrestres (as vezes chego a pensar o mesmo sobre a Lady Gaga, nao sei por que) que viviam num outro mundo bem distante da nossa galaxiainteriorana.Foi atraves do cinema (e, amigos, podem ir esquecendoessas modernas salas de shopping queinsistem em chamar de cinema, nao era nada disso), que o guriacordeonista se aproximou dos idolos que lhe apontaram o caminho do rock. O acorde de misericordiana vaneira foi dado quando ouviu Beatlespela primeira vez. Ahard Days Nigth (...) Uma loucura! Aquilo foi o mesmo que uma ordem para jogar meu acordeom, chapeu, botase bombachas fora. E aordem foi cumprida a risca- virei roqueiro (pag.10) Rock corre nas veias e, desde entao, avida de Cesar Tadeu Barcellos tem como trilha sonora "only rockand roll"( and He like it). Mudanca para Guaiba veio, amigos falando amesma linguagem, cabelos crescendo e nao podia dar outra: nasceu uma banda: Os trepidantes, criada em 1967 e que animou bailes, shows e fez muita festa em Guaiba. Ate que as responsabilidades chamaram, afinal de contas, roqueiro tambem casa, tem filhos, mulher, e ate trabalha em banco, com cabelo cortadinho, barba feita, terno e gravata. (E aqui vai um conselho, caro amigo das ideias, na proxima vez que for ao banco, de uma boa olhada no seu gerente de contas, talvez, por tras do terno engomado, esconda-se um um roqueiro dos bons.)http://ofumeta.zip.net/arch2007-03-01_2007-03-31.html/ "Os trepidantes", ensaio em 1967 comJorge(Trini), Adro, Ricardo e CesarEntao, como e que o roqueiro renasceu das cinzas, depois de 25 anos de "stand by", como o proprio Cesar diz? Ah!, isso so lendo o livro pra saber, ne, porque eu nao vou contar tudo aqui. O mais importante e que, esse regresso teve uma tremenda aceitacao, na cidade: "houve, digamos, um certo encantamento da garotada roqueira em ver tantos 'dinossauros' juntos em cima de um palco e, pior, fazendo rock"(pag. 130).A partir de entao, novos adeptos e bandas foram surgindo e veio a necessidade de um registro desses grupos. O que a principio era um simples mural com nomes e enderecos para contatos dos musicos foi a origem do livro Nosso rock, a
historia do rock de Guaiba: " Resumidamente, este livro tem apenas tres objetivo, mas que se forem atingidos em parte ou no todo, resultara numa evolucao espetacular paras nossos musicos roqueiros e para o rock-arte de nossa cidade, pelo menos na minha otica, que sao: - Apresentar um pouco da historia do rock de Guaiba. - Buscar a valorizacao dos nossos roqueiros como artistas e do rock como arte. - Apresentar para Guaiba as bandas de rock que fizeram e que estao fazendo a historia do Nosso Rock."( pag. 15)E isso nao e pouco em uma cidade onde a cultura tradicionalista esta tao enraizada, e preciso abrir espaco, muitas vezes com metais, guitarras e volume altissimo, nao esquecamos que o rock ja foi considerado como "musica do diabo" e as generalizacoes sao faceis de difundir mas praticamente impossiveis esquecer. Mas e preciso separar o joio do trigo e reconhecer o que e arte e o que e realmente baderna. E incrivel como o livro elenca uma serie enorme de bandas que passaram ,ou que ainda continuam ativas em solo guaibense e ate no exterior, inclusive Os trepidantes, e claro. A lista chega mesmo a ter uma parte dedicada a parte feminina do rock, (sim, amigos das ideias, aqui em terras farroupilhas, ha "prendas" fazendo rock), no capitulo intitulado "Rock cor-de-rosa" podemos conhece-las e eu, que nao "toco" nem pedrinha n'agua, e sou cantora de banheiro(registrada na ordem dos musicos e tudo) morro de inveja (que e o que me resta nesta festa, alem de fazer esta resenha rsrsr).Com as mais diversas influencias e estilos, a historia de cada uma das banda em si ja daria, com certeza um livro a parte. O mesmo vale para os sugestivos nomes que adotaram o que, obviamente deve ser material para mais um volume. (Quem sabe o Tio Cesar nao aproveita a ideia?). Por exemplo......., .......... uhm, resolvi nao citar nenhuma porque tu vais ler o livro e, entao, ca estaremos para bater papo sobre isso, ok. Alem disso, na faixa 6 do CD Viva a Vida - Os trepidantes(2006)*, a letra da excelente "Woodstock local" fala de algumas delas, nao deixe de ouvir o CD tambem, certo.As fotografias que acompanham a descricao de cada banda tambem merecem algumas consideracoes, pois algumas mostram as bandas em acao e, por certo, devem despertar emocoes saudosistas nao so nos componentes, como nos fas. Vale a pena acompanhar o historico de cada um dos grupos, analisar as imagens e viajar no tempo, a cada pagina, um acorde distorcido vibra em nossos ouvidos, posso garantir.E o mais importante e que o Tio Cesar continua por aqui dando voz a cena roqueira guaibense e levando a bandeira do Rock'and roll, buscando apoio oficial para eventos e abrindo oportunidades para as novas geracoes, inclusive junto a comunidade escolar, "as escolas poderiam incentivar o rock, por exemplo, realizando ao menos duas vezes por ano, um festival especifico para musicas ineditas e do tipo 'cover' "(pag 35). Uma excelente opcao a ser considerada pelas gestoes estadual e municipal. Fica o reforco a dica do
Tio Cesar.Para encerrar nosso bate-papo, amigos das ideias, aviso-os de que nao sou especialista em musica. Atrevi-me a esta resenha como ouvinte e apreciadora de boa musica em geral e do Rock'and roll em particular, portanto, qualquer sandice tecnica/vocabular que eu tenha cometido por aqui, fiquem a vontade para contestar, estamos ai. O espaco para os comentarios fica sempre a disposicao dos amigos.Seguem algumas imagens, (especialmente do meu CD, devidamente autografado) pelo amigo Amauri Rubim, e termino agradecendo ao Tio Cesar Tadeu Barcellos que compartilhou conosco sua historia, a historia d' "O nosso rock", a historia do rock de Guaiba. Ah!, tambem, abaixo, a letra da minha favorita dos Trepidantes: "Fraude ambulante"(faixa 2 de Viva a vida) . No mais, e country-rock e deixa assim!Abracos a todos! Ate a proxima ideia de canario, que nao sao poucas, mas vai dizer isso para o relogio que insiste em reservar so 24h para cada dia.bjokk, Carmen Machado.Os trepidantes, formacao recente: Amauri Rubim, Tio Cesar Barcellos, Marcelo Andrade e Giovani Aguiardetalhe interno da capa do CD autografadoFraude ambulanteNao acredito em voce, /em nada que em nada que voce faz /em nada que voce dizem nada que voce pensa ou diz que quer fazer/como consegue vivernessa mentira sotua vida e uma farsa, casa de esquimode esquimo, de esquimonao acredito em vocenesse sorriso fingido solucos de crocodilo /se diz que vai nao vai se diz que foi nao foivoce nao sabe sersempre rodeado de amigos do tipo escravos de joverdade tem que ser dita: "ce" esta sempre so,sempre so, sempre so....fraude, voce e uma fraude ambulante,fraude itineranteuma fraude, uma fraude so(...) Capa do CD Viva a vida/2006*Detalhe: a origem da faixa 1: "E proibido proibir"