My preferred Teacher - Compositions for Intermediate students.

My  preferred   teacher

        Miss Jane was the name of my preferred teacher.   I was 6 or 7 years old, and I was in the Kindergarten of Municipal School Group “Fontoura Ilha”, in Santa Maria City, center of Rio Grande do Sul State.  She was the teacher who awoke me most. Today when I remember her physiognomy, I think she was not so physically pretty, however why all boys, including the other series, stated her charming? And the girls who were jealous? and another that even tried getting dressed identical her!  She wasn’t tall, nor blond, neither thin, but she was very, very enchanter. I think my childhood beauty standards did not remain the same until the present age.  She was very pretty in several other aspects, and not just me, but many students adored her youth, beauty and attractive face and brilliant sight.  She  gave much attention and captivated  very well  her students. I believe she owned one fetish,  which kept us always docile, and solicitous, then we every time did all her stipulations. And this was the other difference: she did not transmit her orders as our parents or relations. I think she suggested. This should be the most correct word, which agreed with her beauty of soul.  Well, what did me recall and write about her were some extraordinary curiosities. Besides she had been my first teacher in life, was also on my graduation course, in the first semester, more or less twenty years later, and the most impressive ingredient: the fact of she had recognized me when read my name in her list. I believe she had engraving my appearance of being and acting way in reason that I was a very shy child (and still even today).   It may seem impossible, but she returned to administer classes for me in a curricular extra course. After that I came to Brasilia and didn’t have her notice any more.

    Brasília–DF, October 2004.     

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                                                                Darci G. Pinheiro – Student

Extra–information:

I didn’t remember this paragraph served to my classification in the course, then even late I wrote in high hopes you sensibly correct it.

I don’t  remind if I only was 7 years old when I entered at school. I studied the primary in a public school, subsequently the gymnasium and high school in private “Supplementary course”,  and I entered in the graduation course in 74, in Santa Maria City,  RS State, and concluded it in 81 at CEUB.  I was admitted as English teacher at FEDF by the first time in 86, and by the second time in March 2002, therefore I am a sixty–hours teacher (and I love it).   Concluding:  I was forgetting ... furthermore  I am Sex ...  age ... narian!

Papanicolau for Men! Tchê's Misadventures!

‘Papanicolau’ for men!!!

My friend Tchê told me he was to make an assessment with a doctor.  When he entered the doctor’s waiting-room office, he realized there were seven to nine men before him. But he had told me that the examination had been booked by doctor’s secretary.  He entered, marked presence with the Secretary and sat down. Afterwards he hadn’t listened to any word, that no one man had been saying anything, all they were looking at the ground, and had down their heads. Nobody was talking, telling or saying anything. The silence was total, as they were in a sepulchral solemnity.  He told me that one man could listen to the breathing of the others.  He also told me he had arrived at the time that was marked at the prior arrangement, but… there were nine men waiting for the appointment.    The time had passed and nobody had gotten out the doctor’s office! 

My friend told me that to him an eternity had passed when finally the door of the office opened and the doctor entered in the waiting-room.  Solemnity made his presentation, had asked excuses for his overdue (as ever he had been operating in the surgery-room), and had said the order of his patients inspection (My friend told me he would be the second patient to be examined).  The doctor continued his announces, and had suddenly given an incredulous advertisement: “Gentlemen, I would like to say you that I don’t accept nor flowers, nor chocolates neither at my home nor in my office”. After that he called the first patient…

My friend Tchê told me when he listened that, he couldn’t believe, it was absurd a doctor had said that!  This was an opportunity to me asked him: why?  Would you like to send the doctor flowers or chocolates?  Oh, my gosh!  My friend had become crazed!!! “I can’t relate you anything serious!” 

The related story continued.  He had finally called by the doctor. He related me that there were a big room, three woman nurses, a great quantity of appliances, including a video monitor. A nurse conducted him to a square screen for change his clothes by an opened back apron. After that she accomplished him to a special table or bed (? He couldn’t describe it), where he was post with his buttocks to up. He had put his legs largely separated as if he was a woman, but in the reverse form of the ‘Papanicolau’s position’ for women! He told me the doctor had talked him that it was a troublesome examination. He couldn’t move himself.  He hadn’t idea as it would be the order of the doctor’s procedure.  subsequently he had experienced the doctor (or the nurse, he was not seeing) put some Vaseline in his anal cavity, introduced a device like the handle of an umbrella and turning it as it was opening more and more until beginning to cause some discomfort and pain in his buttock and backs. 

The linked story continued, and his relate tells us that after that, some procedures were implemented by the doctor’s staff, and he had felt as: a ‘cable man’ entered and embraced some illumination chain, lamps, and some more equipment. As it was enlightened inside his anal hole, he put some chairs and called the other components of the movie’s staff, like the panorama director. At the same time as the scene production shouted “action”…   in his fissure…. the doctor called his attention and said him that he could look at the monitor in his front.  He gazed at the monitor but the images were very, very strong. It was his intestine, the inside of his body! He told me…  on that time he thought was going to dismay….. the map-reading continued into his entrance hall, the ‘walls’ were bright, red, wet…  but he couldn’t continue looking at that. He would experience the risk to dismay!!!!?  

He told me with the purpose of end his chat about this, he was entirely sweaty!  His body was entirely wet!!! The research continued and the movie ended. The people had given up work, the paraphernalia had gotten from his intestine; the doctor had stopped to move behind him and said: it’s ready! The ‘rectum colonoscopy’ is finished! You have anything, you are very good! You may go out!  But… when he stood up beside the table (or bed)… the doctor screamed: Nurse!! Give him a little tea on the other hand he will dismay here!!!

My friend said me; he at least had left the doctor’s examination room by a rear door!!!

On time:When we were children some people cal names as “go to take on eye of your butock …” same as … fuck you!  And the picture, show "the of the..." rsrsrsrsrs

Actually that exam is made with the patient doped this days!!! Tchê said:  Thanks God!!!

Origem do nome de Cidades PARACATU - EM INGLÊS

            Paracatu City is discontinued (cut) by a river of the same name (Paracatu River). There is an immense Extraction English Company of gold in the city, but nobody may arrive near by the river nor fishers.  Some inhabitants divulge the story that the city’s name has origin in a dialog developed by two friends who want to fight themselves, and were crying to the other,  at each margin the river : come to here and the other answered come to here you.   This story was told me by fishermen colleague, at that river. We fish many times there!

           What’s the origin of your City’s name?  Do you know it? Then send me!!! It may be in Portuguese Language!!  

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