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homeless person; he started to ask me about my life. He asked me about my wife, my job, my children, and before I responded I questioned him why he was asking me about my life. "I know you, I know what you do, and I want to change your life, he answered. I was already scared; after that, I was terrified. Then, my first reaction was to close the door at his face and say, "Get away, you're crazy!" I went to my room and I started to think about my life, and what this man knew about my life.Not much later, someone knocked on the door again. I was very irritable and I opened the door saying, "What do you want, old man?! Go home!" He was crying a lot, and asked me if he could enter. I said, "Yes?!" He sat on my sofa and started to tell me:"My wife is very sick and she will die soon. My daughter took away all my money and I'm lost. If you don't know, I'm your neighbor and I have been observing you this month. I saw you cheating on your wife with your secretary, and your wife crying because she'd discovered what you'd done, and she kicked you out of the house. I know that your son has a girlfriend, but she's a cocaine addict. To finish it all, I saw you blackmailing your boss. So I decided to talk to you, because I saw my life fall apart and I'd taken it for granted. I know that you are a good man, but you have to give more value to your life."When he stopped talking, I gave him a bug and the next day I went to talk with my wife and children, to say I was sorry. My family forgave me, but my wife didn't take me back. Now I am trying to change my life to get it back again. by Thaisa (N7b)Remember the beginning of this scenario is an adaptation of the poem "The Raven" (1845) by Edgar Allan Poe. You can find the link to the full text here, and listen to it being read by actor Christopher Walken here. Scenario B: The year is 2175. I am the military commander of a human spaceship, going on a mission to collect a mysterious object from a distant planet. When my team lands on that planet, many strange aliens and robots attack. We fight our way to the mysterious object, but when I touch the object......it exploded, and a little creature was born from inside the fire. This creature had a lot of tentacles coming out of its head, big eyes, and no nose.The baby had a special power. When the humans came closer to it, the baby started singing a familiar song. One man in the team recognized it -- it was Britney Spears. The humans brought back the alien baby to Earth, for doing research with it. The scientists performed tests such as DNA and voice exams, physical capability, and reflex tests. The results were
very impressive. They proved that the baby had a similar DNA code to Britney Spears'. The scientists went to the cemetery to exhume Britney Spears' body. When they opened the casket, the body wasn't there. Now, the scientists are studying the possibility that Britney Spears had been an alien.by Daniele and Leonardo (N8)Scenario B is the summary of the first mission in the first installment of a videogame called Mass Effect (2007) by Bioware. You can find a video summary of the story of Mass Effect 1 here. Scenario C: I am an ordinary person, with an ordinary job, and an ordinary life. I live with my family and work hard everyday. One morning, I wake up for work as always, but something is different. I am different. My body is changed into something absurd and fantastic, and I cannot get out of bed for some time. When I can finally move......I realized that there was something on my shoulder. I slowly put my hand there; I felt hair, an earring, and when I touched a nose, I recognize something familiar. It was my ex-girlfriend, who had died two years before. I was sure of it when she said, "OMG you're sooo fat."I looked at her and said, "Look who's talking now... you're as fat as I am!"A silence filled the room and when I saw her on a mirror, her eyes were tearing up. I tried to fix it."Oh honey, why are you crying?"She looked at me and said, "I made a spell on a budget for us to be together forever, but the wizard Paul Rabbit is specialized in money spells, not love spells!""How much did you spend?""I paid 5 University Restaurant lunch tickets", she said."You've always been very cheap."Then, I woke up, hand straight to my shoulder. There was one restaurant ticket there. by Jonas, Felipe, and Isabelle (N5)...I realized that I had a pair of wings. They were very nice and big. And what bright colors! Violet, blue, green, yellow, orange, red -- the rainbow was inside me! They were perfectly symmetric, and very, very light, besides exuding a very pleasant perfume.When I started to fly, the wings were moving very fast and I thought I was going crazy. It was a very, very strange emotion, passing through the clouds and saying hello to the birds. The problem was that I didn't know how to control this new body. All I wanted to do was to return to my ordinary life and be with my family.And specially, I wanted to be with my analyst. These kinds of extraordinary things must not happen with normopath* people like me!by Cirene and Julia (N7b)*normopathy is a psychological disease in which people have an obsession with being normal.Scenario C is an adaptation of the beginning of a German short story called "The Metamorphosis" (1915), by Franz Kafka. You can find the full text translated to English here. I hope you all enjoy this semester's stories! This semester is going to be fun (:
Hoje vou atualizar meu catalogo de sonhos.Os sonhos que eu criei pra mim ate agoraNa verdade sao os sonhos de outremNao os meus.Por muito tempo acreditei que meus eramMas nao o sao.Alguem os imbuiu em mimOs repetiu com frequenciaE uma mentira repetida mil vezesAcaba tornando-se verdadeConfundindo-se verdadeMentirando-se em verdade.Meu entorno esta mudadoE eu nao estou.Se eu nao me adaptarNao vou sobreviver.Estou mal sobrevivendo agoraMais um pouco e O fracasso se torna o apice da morte.Acostume-se com a ideia.As coisas nao sao mais do jeito que voce foi criada.Os discos e as historias de princesas nunca foram verdade.Nao ha sucesso, nao ha emocao, nao ha reinos e castelos e cortes.Nao ha dinheiro entao nao ha mais nada.So ha trabalho.A labuta e a falta nos farao mais fortesTecnicamente.Tenho que me fazer mais forteMais destemidaA fim de superar esse medoMedo de fracassarMedo dos olhares de penaMedo dos dedos apontadosMedo das palavras afiadasConvenca-se.Esses sonhos nao sao seus.Esses sonhos nao sao meus.Repita isso mil vezesE tornar-se-a verdade.Talvez assim a dor e o medo passem. This is the result of a collaborative storytelling activity I applied on my Level 6 students at Step1 Idiomas, Marcio and Mariana. They had to finish the following story:One night, around midnight, I was reading a book of old folklore. The book was boring and it was late, and I was close to falling asleep. Suddenly, I heard a sound. A knock on my door. I was not expecting any visitors at that time of night. I was very scared, but I opened the door. When I opened the door...I just felt the cold breeze of the night. There was nobody in front of me. At this time, I wasn't falling asleep anymore and decided to go for a walk with my 14-year-old dog, Bob.When I started the walk, my dog stopped in front of a church and I noticed the door was open. Suddenly, the bell began ringing very loud, and I decided to check what was going on. The stairs were full of dirt until the top of the church tower, so I thought it should be some homeless person, but actually, I knew nobody lived there. I was coming back when I felt a strange sensation. Bob was very excited and I looked at him when I felt a terrible heat.And there it was, running down the stairs so fast that I could only move my body as close as possible to the wall, a huge body of a horse with a flaming head. After I had enough time to identify the animal, I noticed that Bob was gone. The animal was very similar to a picture shown in the old folklore book, but it was too real to my eyes, and suddenly I woke up.That was a surreal dream, and I believed I was going to die. Bob was on the street, barking. All was cold and I was almost calm again.--Very good work, guys! So conditioned to look upCan't we just be upside down?See your life from different spotsChange perspective, think a lotWork your posture, strength, and flexJoin
the circus, do your bestTry to just ignore the painSee the future, see the fameSequins gold in light air shineRising bright and flying highHear the roar of my applauseAll the effort's worth the sobs.Summer. 2011.
In North-American recent history, there has been a lot of discussion on, for example, "Where were you when JFK was killed?" I believe now we can talk about where we were when the Twin Towers fell. It was a particularly beautiful day, both in NY and where I was, here down south. I woke up to the newsflash of an airplane having hit the tallest building in New York city, and I watched the chaos and panic in my PJ's, without even having breakfast, thinking 'what a terrible accident... but even if it were the tallest building, why would an airplane fly so low...?'I didn't have to wonder twice.Right then, right there, right in front of me, another airplane came and crashed into the other tower. (my heart's pounding to remember it.) All I could think was 'Oh fuck. Oh fuck. This is not right. This is not a normal accident. This is war. We're screwed, we're all screwed' (forgive the language, dear reader, but I was 15 and teenagers have a slight tendency to swearing.)I was really into the X-Men back then, and as a kid I was, I began fantasizing about having all superheroes drafted into the crash site and helping evacuate as many people as possible from there. They actually went there, as police officers, as firefighters, as volunteers - all superheroes.Then it gets a little blurry in my mind. 9/11 is also my godmother's birthday and we went to the shopping mall for a celebratory lunch, but I was hardly in a celebratory mood. My mom saw I was really worried and tried to get my mind off it but I stuck to every TV I found at the mall, and I found out about the fall of both towers, as well as the Pentagon attack, and the fourth hijacked plane that was re-hijacked and taken down by the out-worldly courageous passengers. Later that evening, I did what I always did - I went online to chat via mIRC with my foreign friends at #eoff, where you'd see then and now people from all over the world, with a majority of American and British people. We'd heard on the news there was this terrorist network with this heavily-bearded boss who was getting back at the Americans by their occupation of Afghanistan like, ten or twelve years before, that had left the country in crumbles. Uh, hello? Calling the UN for help also works? But no, they probably thought, 'hey, let's explode other people's buildings because they've got stuff and we don't - calling for help is the stuff of cowards.' As far as I knew on my teenage wisdom, cowardice would actually be killing 3000+ people that had absolutely NOTHING to do with what had happened 15 years back. On IRC, we were in a collective state of shock. We were saddened that all that ruckus had gone down on NY and at the same time, glad that no family members of #eoff had been there, or hurt. We were all affected. And most of all, we were
timidly wondering if there would be WWIII and the end of the world. I'm happy to have lived for these ten years and say that there was no WWIII. If it were, we wouldn't be here. None of us. I don't know what to say about what happened after the attack; I don't think I'd have made the same choices as Bush did, but then again, I wasn't on his very eloquent shoes. So I'd better have my thoughts cook up another 10 years and see what I think by then. So, where were you ten years ago?
again without a lot of effort, instead as the energy of fossil fuels, that take a lot of years to be done. The renewable energy has the great advantage that it does not polute as much as the fossil fuels. In some cases, it does not polute at all. So why is not everybody using this kind of energy? Because it is expensive to change from the non-renewable to the renewable source of energy. The commercial profits would only be noticed some years later, and that is not what the big factories want. Thankfully, a lot of consumers have demonstrated interest in products with green energy and it is stimulating the industries to change their source of energy.People noticed that if we live in the future the way we lived until today, the world would be a bad place to live, but with baby steps we are starting to change that. The energy factor is not the only problem that we face nowadays, there are a lot more things to be done in other areas as well, but if we spread the ideas once at a time, people will understand it more easily and support the idea. So, the next time you buy something, be sure if the company that made what you are buying uses renewable energy. It may not be a lot to do, but if we support the ones that already use it, we are saying that we want a better world in the future.
Pode te custar o emprego. Pode te custar os timpanos.Pode te custar a sanidade.Todo mundo ja sabe que Floripa esta afogada em carros, transito e elevados sem duplicacao de pistas subsequentes (vide a lenda do elevado do Trevo da Seta). Mas hoje eu vou falar da minha area. Eu sou pedestre profissional, digo isso a todo mundo. Nao sei andar bem de bicicleta o suficiente pra andar na rua e sinceramente, eu temeria pela minha vida se soubesse. Ja vi bicicleteiro ser atropelado feio em simples saidas de estacionamento de restaurante. Nao tenho carro e me recuso a ter um. A cidade ja tem carros demais que so atrapalham o transito e se as pessoas tivessem menos carros e mais nocao, talvez o sistema publico de transporte fosse melhor. Mas acho que ninguem pensou no global e so olhou pro proprio umbigo.Ja me incomodei com o sistema de onibus de Florianopolis mais de uma vez. Intermunicipal nem se fala, ne. Ja morei na Praia do Sonho e tinha de vir e voltar de carona dirigindo por 1h porque o onibus pra Praia do Sonho fica na rodoviaria. Nao era nem no terminal, custava R$5 cada corrida e levava 2h pra chegar no destino. E nao tinha desconto pra estudante, ate onde eu sabia, e eu estudava na UFSC.Me incomodei anos antes com a integracao. Nao com a ideia, eu adorei a ideia. O problema foi que na primeira semana, ou nos primeiros dias, as linhas de Volta ao Morro via Pantanal e Carvoeira paravam no TISAN. Ao fim da primeira semana, nao paravam mais. Nem o UFSC Semidireto. Eventualmente, mais nenhum. Nao sei o que aconteceu, mesmo. Hoje em dia o TISAN e meio que um estacionamento de onibus, o que e uma perda de dinheiro publico gigante e meio estupida. No ultimo reajuste dos onibus, eu participei como pude dos protestos #contraoaumento via Twitter. Uma das coisas que eu notei, pesquisando nos sites das empresas de onibus, e como os onibus excluem o publico de lugares elitizados: NAO TEM LINHA DO JURERE AOS DOMINGOS. Interessante, ne? Depois vem o Prates falar que botar carro na mao de pobre e um erro. E botar onibus na mao de rico e o que?Nessas pesquisas, tambem descobri que um onibus custa uns R$300 mil. Cada. Parece muito ne? Mas acontece que 10 carros populares pagam um onibus hoje em dia. Parece menor agora ne?Continuando com as estatisticas: os carros em Florianopolis carregam 1,1 pessoas por carro. Ou seja, basicamente quem esta dirigindo e so. Entao vamos voltar a pagar o onibus: cada onibus carrega centenas de pessoas por dia - mais de 65 pessoas por corrida, que seria um onibus lotado - e custa o equivalente a 10 carros populares (uma fracao pequena da quantidade de gente que carrega). Cada carro em Floripa carrega 1 pessoa e custa R$30 mil. Nossa, como fica caro, ne?Isso so considerando a questao financeira. Nao tenho estatisticas sobre a quantidade de emissao de gases poluentes na atmosfera. Tudo bem, onibus andam a diesel e carros tem mais opcao
de combustivel, mas se voce dividir por pessoa carregada, a conta da emissao de gases tambem fica maior por carro. Entao sera que 1 onibus carregando centenas de pessoas nao polui menos que 1 carro carregando 1 pessoa por dia?Outra questao deve ser considerada numa cidade insular: nao temos muito terreno nem espaco nos terrenos. Vagas para mais de um carro sao artigo de luxo e sao cobradas com todo o luxo que agora significam. Ninguem tem que estacionar onibus. Sera que vale a pena? Sim, eu concordo. Nao temos muitas linhas, nem muitos horarios e o preco esta cada vez mais ridiculo em relacao ao servico ruim que e oferecido. Alem disso, os onibus nao sao seguros a noite e mesmo com o sistema de cartoes, ainda existe gente que assalta onibus e com isso assusta muita gente por uns R$100. Ai eu pergunto: Sera que a solucao pra resolver esse problema e comprar um carro?Essa solucao resolve o seu problema ou o problema da cidade?Sera que um carro caro, poluente e espacoso que so carrega voce e mais negocio?Voce vive em uma ilha, mas voce nao e o unico habitante dela, certo?Caso voce concorde comigo, isso nos leva a mais uma pergunta: ta, e como eu vou resolver isso? Eu, aqui, na minha humilde insignificancia, faco o que pra resolver?Eu tenho o meu exemplo e algumas ideias.Eu moro perto de onde eu estudo e trabalho. Perto no sentido de poder andar por menos de 30min pra chegar onde eu costumo ir. Estudar, trabalhar, comprar, consumir, festar tambem. Claro, eu pago mais pra morar num lugar central e nao possuo casa porque compra de imovel em Floripa, aff. (mas essa e outra discussao, deixa pra la) Pela falta de seguranca, nao ando de onibus a noite, mas tenho amigos e conhecidos com carro que me dao carona quando necessario (opa, cabem duas pessoas num carro, olha isso) por uma singela contribuicao. Bom, entao, eu tenho algumas ideias, ne. O que voce acha de:- Carpooling? Carpooling e o rodizio de carros para levar e buscar criancas que moram perto (digamos, no mesmo condominio) pra mesma escola, ou de pessoas irem e voltarem do mesmo local de trabalho ou estudo. A ideia e cada dia uma pessoa (ou um dos pais) usar o seu carro, em rodizio. Segunda vai voce, terca vai sua vizinha do Bloco C, quarta vai o avo gente boa do Bloco D. Quantos vizinhos voce tem que estudam, trabalham, ou tem filhos que vao todo dia pro mesmo lugar que voce?Gente, serio, so carregando confortavelmente 5 pessoas por carro - porque serio, cabem 5 pessoas num carro, eu JURO pra voces - resolveria poluicao, estacionamento, engarrafamento, e todo mundo iria confortavelmente e seguro pra onde tem que ir.Uma outra sugestao que eu tenho e inundar a Secretaria Municipal de Transporte com ligacoes, e-mails, entradas de pedidos de ouvidoria e processos pedindo a melhoria do transporte publico. Sao empresas privadas trabalhando pelo transporte publico. Sera que elas podem ser processadas no PROCON? Voce trabalha em predio publico? Pode ligar uma
vez por dia pra la e reclamar. Assim voce pode usar o recurso publico pra melhorar o proprio servico publico. Voce tem bonus de celular pra ligar pra fixo? Liga pra la, voce mal vai usar esse bonus mesmo...Lembre-se que voce nao ta fazendo isso so por voce, mas por todo mundo na cidade.Lembre-se que voce vive em uma ilha, mas a ilha nao e deserta. (;
sua domesticacao.A concepcao problematizadora e libertadora da educacao. Seus pressupostos.A acao do educador humanista deve se orientar na humanizacao dos educandos, assim como a sua propria, aprendendo com os educandos ao mesmo tempo em que estes aprendem com ele. Deve-se causar um pensar autentico, e evitar depositar o saber, criando uma relacao de companheirismo com os educandos. Um exemplo visto recentemente deste educador humanista e o personagem do professor Clement Mathieu, do filme Les Choristes (A Voz do Coracao, 2004). O primeiro passo dele como inspetor foi criar lacos de confianca entre ele e os internos. Paulo Freire afirma que a educacao reflete a estrutura do poder. Se trouxermos esta afirmacao para os dias atuais, no governo Lula a educacao brasileira se concentra no ensino fundamental: todo cidadao brasileiro deve saber ler e escrever. Em muitos casos, se aprende a ler as letras e se mantem analfabetos funcionais. Nota: Depois de ver o investimento feito no ensino superior ate o fim do segundo mandato do governo Lula, o reflexo mudou bastante. Ainda assim, ha muito a fazer.A concepcao bancaria e a contradicao educador-educandoEsta concepcao sugere que os homens vivem no mundo, e nao com o mundo e com os outros. O educando e convencido a acreditar que o mundo que o cerca esta somente a sua volta, e nao faz parte dele mesmo. A consciencia e a relacao desta consciencia com o mundo e algo escancarado como um pote. Os opressores se preocupam quando os homens questionarem seu mundo, e por isso se esforcam tanto em dificultar e proibir o pensar autentico. Desse modo, estes educadores nao conseguem compreender que permanecer na lembranca de seus educandos e exatamente buscar ser parte do grupo, com os outros, convivendo, e nao se impondo. A comunicacao e temida por esse educador, porque sua pratica pode ser criticada. E ai de quem critica-la. Ele cre piamente que sabe de tudo, e que ninguem pode questionar sua habilidade. O autor menciona um exemplo mitologico, ao afirmar que o pensar nao pode ser feito no isolamento, na torre de marfim. A Torre de Marfim e um predio recorrente em historias de mitologia celta medieval, pois e o local onde se formam os melhores magos. Na era medieval, eram chamados de magos aqueles que detinham o maior conhecimento e nao o compartilhavam com o povo. Os magos da Torre de Marfim sao as elites do conhecimento e detem o conhecimento mais antigo, e mais eficaz. E esses magos sao da educacao bancaria, pois se ressentem do fato que alguns dos seus se libertaram da Torre de Marfim um lugar tao seguro e poderoso para ensinar a plebe. Eles sao representacoes fantasiosas da elite opressora, que nao quer que o povo saiba do maior conhecimento, pois eles sabem que conhecimento e poder. O pensar deve sair da Torre de Marfim e deve ser baseado na comunicacao, gerando acao sobre o mundo, evitando a dominacao de poucos sobre muitos. Erich Fromm chega a ligar o pensamento bancario a necrofilia (amor a morte), pois o educador bancario ama quando o educando nao
sim um meio de melhor conhecer o que e o agora, e construir um futuro melhor. Esse movimento so pode vir do proprio homem, e de suas relacoes homens-mundo, e de sua consciencia nessas relacoes. A situacao se torna um desafio, que o limita sem impedi-lo. O homem problematizado sabe lidar com este problema objetivamente. Por fim, a situacao e apropriada pelo homem, que a transforma. A busca de ser cada vez mais desses muitos deve ser feita em comunhao e nao individualmente, sem impedir que outros tambem procurem ser cada vez mais. Os dominados, quando problematizados, lutam por sua emancipacao, superando a falsa consciencia do mundo. Nenhuma ordem opressora suportaria que os oprimidos todos passassem a dizer: Por que? . A revolucao deve ocorrer a cada instante, dentro ou fora dos circulos de poder. Fontes: Rocha, Ruth. Quando a escola e de vidro. Freire, Paulo. A concepcao bancaria da educacao como instrumento de opressao. Seus pressupostos, sua critica.