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O dia dos mortos
Esta é uma celebração que pessoalmente eu e é a minha favorita do ano, porque consigo comer tudo o que eu quiser, e as ruas se vestem com decorações muito coloridas cheias de vida.
O que eu faço geralmente com a minha família é irmos juntos para o panteão, onde já estão prontos muitos negócios ambulantes de comida, bebidas, flores, caveiras de açúcar, etc
Dentro do panteão tá tudo cheio de flores de cempazuchil, as quais tem cheiro forte e uma cor laranjada.
É muito comum ver pessoas disfrazadas disfarçadas e pintadas cómo como "a morte" (aqui chamamos de "La catrina"), homens e mulheres saem assim, pintados e muito bem vestidos pelas ruas.
Uma vez voltado Assim que voltamos do panteão, a minha família faz uma tipo festa na casa da minha avó, onde todo mundo tá é obrigado a levar algum prato para que todos possam comer.
Lá, geralmente se começa falar daqueles seres queridos que já não estão com nós, todos rindo e falando lembranças legais e brincadeiras, deles que acabam se tornando em criando um ambiente tão agradável que um podemos até sentir o calor deles.
Existe um lugar chamado Pátzcuaro, onde a celebração é realmente simbólica e digna de admirar, por desgracia desgraça eu não vou conseguir ir este ano, mas espero que todos tenham um Feliz día de Muertos :)0 votedOctober 31, 20171- Climatic anomalies There has been an enormous, continental, climatic anti-rain block over our country. You don't have to be a cientist to observe (and feel the consequences of) what's happening. We're not talking about global warming here. We're talking about a blue sky over our heads without a single cloud for months, maybe seasons - and we still live in a tropical zone (maybe not anymore?). In this same place, some 2 decades ago, I remember seeing long and abundant days of rain. And I remember seeing beautiful sunset skies full of soft cotton clouds. We don't even need to decide if this is caused by the devastation of large rain forest areas under the agribusiness lobby, the toxic smoke of our cars or if it's only a project like HAARP reaching concrete results. In any case, human hands are responsible for the dramatic change of climate around us. Which takes to the point: what's next?September 26, 201730
- Who's that girl? She has been posing that same way for many centuries. Inside a little frame, we can see her hands one over the other, her illuminated bust, the profound eyes and an enigmatic half-smile. The crowds who have seen her say she seems to be very alive, to exhale an aura, and to embody an unusual magnetism. Who could ever deny it? On her troubled history, she has been stolen, attacked, falsified and proposed for sale, but remains strong until now. I intend to visit her as soon as I have money to travel. Can you say who is this figure?November 28, 201621
- Who am I? I've been observing you all, from above and from bellow, since my fall in this place. I try my best to keep myself clean and crystal, but pureness is not my strenght: I rejoice in the mixture and dance in many swirls. I nurture all the creatures in my way, from the most beautiful fairies to the most horrible monsters, actually, I am inside you right now, I am the major part of you. But you keep abusing of my willingness, discharging all your dense trash and countless junk through my torrents. Inside, and outside you. Sometimes I pay back, destroying your constructions and lives with unsuspicious violence. My highest hope is that we can back to live in harmony someday, running side by side in so many idyllic landscapes that have already existed here.November 24, 201631
- Have you ever watched this music video? It was a quiet morning in a suburb of brick houses. A housewife was baking a cake when her daughter got home. The girl came her way dancing through the streets (wherever she had been coming from - maybe a party, by her clothes - * the girl was probably still drunk), and faced the reproachful gaze of her mother: "When you gonna live your life right?", to what the girl replied ironically. The girl was arguing with her father even in the middle of that night, saying that fun is the most important thing in the world, when the phone rang. So, she spent hours talking with her friends on the telephone. She managed to arrange a party in her own room, what took place in the next day. The feast ended up in a big mess, with firemans called, and the girl's parents stepped on by the guests. The girl didn't care.November 24, 201620
- Can you say what movie is that? Once upon a different time, and a different place, a large young group showed up at that bright club's entrance. A fast rhythm could be heard from the inside. On the stage, spotlights was lighted as the musicians started to play: first, the drummer, then the keyboard player, the guitarist, until the beautiful female singer came running to the center of they all. The crowd was so mesmerized by the tune that nobody noticed when a leather jacket bikers' gang entered the hall. By the last chords the bikers started a mess, beating the players on the stage and taking the singer with them. (End of first scene)November 23, 201680
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Abro a minha escola às 7h. À 1h não trabalho (ou Às 13h). Trabalho até as 21h. Conduzo após as 21h. Normalmente trabalho desde as 7h. Almoço entre as 14h e as 16h. Tenho uma classe (ou aula - forma mais comum no Brasil) das 16h às 17h. Acordo cedo todas as manhãs. Hoje trabalho 5 horas a mais, mas acredito que estou afortunado de ter o meu trabalho. Boa tarde!
Bom trabalho com os artigos e a crase!0 votedMay 25, 20161

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