A story to be told in five minutes - Compositions for intermediate students!

A story to be told in five minutes

                As you know the most entertaining, harmful or disadvantageous stories never happen with me or with you. They only happen with our friends who told us and we retold to others. This story is not diverse and it actually happened with a friend of me. ‘The Tchê, a Gaucho man as the time he had gotten married, on his honeymoon, in May 1972.  They had decided to spend their honeymoon in Buenos Ayres City, the Capital of Argentina, and they had traveled by bus from their City, Santa Maria, in the Center Region of his State to Uruguaiana City, the frontier in West of RS State.  They had crossed the edge of our country on “Friendly Bridge” on Uruguay River, in Passo de Los Libres and bought the air tickets to Buenos Ayres, the capital. According him, the troubles had started when they had handed the passages.  He told me that he hadn’t read them, he had only asked to the attendant of the Flight Company what time would the plane departure to the Capital and he had answered him: “a las tres e binte”.  It wasn’t twelve o’clock, and then he thought that they had time to have lunch.  They went to the airport restaurant.  At there, the waiter questioned them what would they order.  He requested him two union beefsteaks, fried potatoes, rice, bean and salad. The waiter questioned him “how many beefs?”   He reinforced the order: “two beefsteaks, one for me and other to my wife”.  At that moment, when he had confirmed the provisions to be eaten, all people who were around looked at them with incredible sights.  He told me that he hadn’t understood anything until they had received the plates with the feed.  “When the waiter brought us the two beefs, we couldn’t believe in which we were seeing”, he told me.  “We hadn’t had idea of the volume of beefsteak.  It was an amazing and incredible thing.  Every beef had more than two centimeters high and passed more than five centimeters at each side of the border of the plates”. He told me from that hour until the end of the lunch they only looked at themselves and at that time they had stayed red their faces.  They didn’t remember if they talk themselves any more from that hour ahead.   They got languished.   Only at that moment, they had just understood why the waiter and the sided crowd had been astonished when he had ordered two beefsteaks.  They had only known “our beefsteaks, the Brazilian beefs”, which aren’t crushed meat because they serve only one piece, but our beefs look like a piece of meat that the ‘gauchos’ say: gagging cats!!!

The ‘Tchê’ told me that they hadn’t finished their lunch when the attendant of the air company approached and questioned if they wouldn’t take the plane to the Capital. They confirmed, yes, they would take the flight.  Then he shouted: “you are late”.  The fly is “a las tres e binte!”.  Gaucho said that he showed his watch to him and said: “it’s thirteen o’clock and the flight  departures will be at  fifteen”.  The assistant intensified, the flying is “a las treze e binte! Las treze e binte!!  No a las quinze e binte!!!, you are late!!!.”  From that moment ahead they worried up. They became a thunderbolt. They had paid much more in the restaurant because they didn’t do the necessary monetary modification, nor had wait for the change. They had rushed and had gotten the flight relatively on time.  After the plane took off, the staff of the flight brought them “the lunch!!!”

Work presented for school “Mnemo System” – as intermediate student -  on    08/10/2004.

The traffic Rules in Brasilia - Composition for Intermediate student

THE TRAFFIC RULES IN BRASILIA

         In 1978 when I got here, in Brasilia, there almost were no traffic lights.  We almost had the roads,  avenues and streets that we have today but there weren’t the number of the traffic lights of nowadays nor the great number of today’s car.  Only in the last ten years the number of vehicles grew vertiginously up and this was the determination of the changing the Traffic Laws which stayed more hard.  The hard rules of nowadays it’s because we (drivers) cannot lost a simple second to wait for a pedestrian just cross in his proper pedestrian crossing that is the safety way to him crosses the streets.

         In our main road, the “Eixo Monumental”, more known as “Eixão”,  we have six or seven tracks but at the rush time all stay complete, with a heavy traffic or a traffic jam.  In it we become frustrate, stressed and impatient.  I don’t happily have  this problem because I live near the job and when I get out my home to work the traffic is almost free but when I come back home (I work until 6:30 p. m.) in the evening I suffer a little because it’s time for everybody to close the avenues and streets with their cars, buses, motorcycles,  bikes, people on foot, and by on from their employees to their homes.

         Well, to summarize, I agree with the hard of the traffic rules because in a car crash both we and the government have to value the life.  It’s  only not the death which afraid us, because if someone dies he becomes a  statistic number.  But principally when somebody becomes a permanent invalidity either not only  will be a statistic number and worry much more.  The government has to debt a mensal payment, the family has to care for all life and for him who is impossibility to make the things he used to do. 

   

Student’s name:    Darci G. Pinheiro                    (X )        Reading III

Contr. Number:  912            Teacher:  Luiz           Friday, September 15^th 

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!!!