sexta-feira, 28 de agosto de 2009

End of August

Another month's gone. Or almost gone.Many things were done, and much more I've got to do. It was good in such ways.In the Center of Studies we are preparing an abstract right now, about education, it envolves things like the reasons that shows why the public educations doens't work well. It's related to the wage paid to the teachers, the buildings (walls, classrooms, bathrooms, libraries), the available instruments (equipments) for use of the teachers and students, between other things. It's very good, because saying the truth, we know that a great part of our schools
don't have the necessary to work as well as they should. But we, people, needed to complain about our rights, and other people's right. But unhappily, the truth is that most people only care about themselves.

Well. There were more things. But I don't know what to say now. Ok. I'm studying a lot of English, and I've just started studying Spanish again. Yesterday I studyied a little French. Only a little. But I miss it a lot, I love French. Probably that's because I love the enlightenment. Of course we need some more light in our life today, in all the world, once that globalization made us
be one only nation. But with an enormous inequality.

I saw a great feature this Sunday. It talked about the sale of second-hand clothes in Africa. About this, I don`t remember the country was beeing shown, but I think it was Namibia, or Zambia, I`m not sure. We don`t see anything about Africa every day on television. But I remember the main point of the reporting.

The problem is that many people donated clothes to the Salvation Army, and this clothes were
destinated to Africa, and there some people bought these wares to resell in this continent. People who used to donate don`t know that their given clothes were sold after. And the local government of the country didn`t have political structured enough to engage against this, even local clothe industries are nonexistents. It's important for us understanding that the countries wich have condintions to provide to poor countries a way to reach out a better way of live don't do this.


Why?
But they give money to investiments in the poor countries. How can we think they don't mind? Ok, they give money. But as we can see in the speech of the inhabitants they just can't imagine why they should build, or do, what the foreing country asks them to do. Because it is useless to them. After the slavery of a long time ago. And the prejudice that we know still existis in the world. They are deceived. They are made of 'fool'. Governments seems to kid with them, as if their lives was just a game, a goal. Rich contries forget that each person, of this innocent people them 'mean' helping, has a life, has family, has dreams, and would like to have a better live.
But still rich people forget everything, while poor forgive.

Júnior Araújo

quarta-feira, 5 de agosto de 2009

A hard day

Well, much things to talk about...
Ok. It has such a long time that I don`t type a line here. But let`s start intead writing day by day, I`ll start writing about yesterday.
The 4th of august was very full. I left home at almost eight am. I arrived at the work at 8:15... I use to come by bycicle. Well, I worked a lot, did a plenty of documents, and bought some material we need here in the factory. I left my work at 5:15, I had no time to lunch, at least not much. I was worried because I had to present two works at graduation, and I needed to leave at 4:00 am, my correct living time.
Well, even with a little time I've done my part, I presented my works, and the classemates seemed to like this. Both works were in grupo, but saying the truth, I think we should have presented a better work. And of course, the classe should have read more, and asked us something else about that things.
After this busy day I got home, at 11:00 pm or a little more. As soon as I got home my Mother asked me to help her to raise up to her to go to the bathroom, because she's passed for a surgery, she can't make any effort for ninety days.I started watching a movie: "Mar Vermelho". When it was 12:00 p.m. I gave the medicine to my mother, and backed to continue seeing the movie that I don't know its right name in English, but it's interesting, I already thought this, even I haven't fineshed yet. I was lying on the sofa while wathing the movie, unhappily I slept, perhaps 12:30p.m. and my mother raise up alone, it frights me, even now, she still can't. She said it was nothing, she was well, and it has no problem to do this, that I need to sleep because I raise up very early, and spend all day out of home, working or studing... (as if she wanted to say that if she had done this once or twice, not always, it would have no problem)...... But the truth is that she needs me, and I couldn't had slept, and let her get up alone.Now it's a day after, 11:35, and I asleep...
But I need to overcome...
Well...
I hope I can write better things tomorrow.