Posts Tagged ‘chronic’


Sesquicentenria party! It believes to be wanted! Therefore it is, my people, it has one hundred more necessarily and cinquenta and seven years, we will commemorate in day 28 of February the beginning of the famous carnival of street. I found a reminder that speaks on this date: 28 of February of 1854, in a leaf that detaches the commemorative dates and I decided to comment on the subject. I am not studious on carnival but I found a beauty! As we are ignorant on subjects that would have to even appear in the media constantly! I am to imagine as she was pretty the first time that they had paraded in the street having commemorated the carnival! How penalty! I do not have nor a magazine of the time. It will be that it had space to edit a magazine that registered such event? Many, especially, the puritanos had to close the eyes finding a great aberration, as many people sambando in the way of the street! It will be that they had been taxed of insane people? Not achismo taste, but I go to find that it was not a tresloucada party! Many people giving beginning to an ostentation, if showing in quaint way as the ones that if they showed in the beach. Only it can be! Those cueces, those very quaint shimstocks, but all sambando without badness, me the intention, demonstrating that a body dress can please, not having necessity to be almost naked! We go to imagine as they were the clothes has a century and way more than! Corpetes, the long skirts, the stockings until the half of the leg, skirts of scaffolding under the normal skirt in the bufantes height of the ankle, to leave twirled it more, those sleeves! It cuts off it to E! What cuts off? He was one cuts off that badly it still passed the head and superficially an opening with many buttons, therefore was not said in zper! the band? marchinhas? I am not having time at the moment but I go to search to know at the time on this party because of now we know until excessively! It is not legal to search to compare the attitudes of the people, especially, of the women? With certainty, I will make aluso if to find in net something on the subject. I promise that I go to search! I was curious and being thus I want to take off the doubts! But he is well-known that of beginning already I know that exactly some was had me the intention was camouflaged therefore was very pudicas people and to never give what to secretely say in that machista society where the man already could everything and the coitada one of the woman could not nothing, not to be to give birth many children and to the times with a man who it felt nauseas. The times had moved, had not moved? ' '

Old Infancy

Old Infancy I love living the gift, but it is a magical moment to come back in the time and to relembrar each moment of my infancy. Some of the friends who I made when small, are with me until today at the happy and difficult moments of the life. I cultivated some friendships and today I see that the penalty was valid. Beyond being able to reviver child moments, to the times I make with these same friends who had always been to my side. Under the sun of the city of So Paulo, I played very, I danced, I studied, I laugh and I cried. It was in this wonderful city that I formed my personality and that, next to my family, I could form my values and understand that friendship, honesty and simplicity are the best ingredients to form a solid base for the life.

I grew, I made many friends in this life, but I do not have shame to still say that taste of being, at some moments, a perpetual great child. He is with nephews and godsons who I seat in the soil, I smear cotton candy and chocolate, earring of doll, to even play ball and of stand. The innocence of that one day they will be adult me of spirit to know, at least with the next people me, we will have better human beings in the command of the world. Desire of truth that in the next years our friendships increase more, our reencontros with that we do not see has much time are frequent, that the families grow in homes blessed for the divine hand and that I am still this way for dividing my moments of joy with vocs, reading friends. An enormous kiss to all, of this adult whom it loves living the life with the slightness of a child. Valria Regina de Carballo