The day when Dolores fell in love

Dolores went with me to Unb.

There, everybody liked her, specially men. Dolores became famous at FT and every engineer student want to kiss her. My women friends became jealous, because they didn’t do that success.

All my friends tried to make up to her. A lot of hug, kisses, photos…

But only one of them won Dolores’ heart: Duda!

Duda and Dolores whiled away the time by kissing and then they decided to go to a well known party. Dolores didn’t like the party’s name, but she liked Duda and she could do anything to stay with him.

She took risks helping him to test the concrete…

…and mixing mortar.

They arranged a meeting at the end of the day. So Dolores came back home and took a shower. She was so in love that she composed a song to him to express her love.

Dolores came back to Unb to meet Duda at ANF18. But nobody was there, she only found Duda’s book without a note or explication.

Dolores wait one hour and he didn’t come. She started to cry and me and my friends consoled her.

They really liked her and we all stayed together like old friends.
Dolores forgot Duda and decided to study civil engineer to build a lot of pounds to her cattle friends.
At the end of the day we came to CIL to continue our lives and study English.

The day Dolores almost became a beef

It all began when I received Dolores from Felipe .I thought it would be fun. When I arrived home, all my sisters ( I have 4 sisters ... ¬¬' ) started shouting : " HOW BEAUTIFUL !!! I WANT IT FOR ME !!! ". Well, I had to explain the activity and make them settle for sleeping with her, but just one of them. Luciana was the chosen one ...



The next day I woke up early, around 6 AM to go to UnB. I don't wake up like that every day. It just happened this day because I wanted to see my girlfriend, Julia, who was going to travel. So, I backpacked Dolores and went through that dark and chilly morning to the bus stop.



As I'm not accustomed to waking up this early I slept in the bus ... When I arrived at UnB I had to look for my girlfriend for all over the "Pavilhões" because her cellphone was turned off and I couldn't call her. Then, I introduced Dolores to her. Needless to say, she loved Dolores too.



We said goodbye to Julia and we went to my workplace. As it is kind a underground place I didn't take any photo. Long and tiresome hours after, I received some friends calls that invited me to have lunch in the most marvelous, outstanding and gorgeous place in UnB, the well known: RU . As UnB students do, we met at RU and search for the day's menu. It was: rice, beans, chicken (well known as "trogolho de frango"), tomatoes and grape juice (well, they say it is grape juice but nobody could identify it's flavor, so it's just a purple juice). It was a reasonable menu so we went to the line and waited a lot ...

Another line to get the food and we were ready to eat ( and starving ...). Dolores just ate tomatoes ( she said she didn't like meat.). The food was ... Well ... How can I say ... It was OK but my friend Luiggi didn't like the chicken so much. Then, he started to look to Dolores with strange eyes and ...

HE TRIED TO EAT DOLORES !!!

Well, we did it in time and avoided him eating Dolores.

Dolores was terrified but we explained to her that he forgot taking his pills in the morning. When Dolores got calm and Luiggi was under control and satisfied, we left RU and we said goodbye to them and came back to work. When we got home, we were really tired, both physically and mentally, so we went directly to bed .



What a day ....

É o seguinte...

" Um blogue? É pra isso que eu levei essa vaca pro trabalho?... Vai contar ponto?"

Palavras de Fillipe Campos Souza, 23 anos, morador de candanguinho, zona norte do Pantanal Sergipano.


E assim se deu a criação deste blogue tão querido. Porque sempre foi querido, quer você queira ou não. E assim sendo, é melhor que o querido leitor saiba do que afinal estamos falando.

É o seguinte... Isto é o um projeto - e o digo com um sabor especial nos lábios, principalmente para os amiguinhos de Filipinho. E mais: um projeto dos FORMANDOS de INGLÊS do CIL de SOBRADINHO.

"E por que um blogue"? diz o incauto. E por que não? digo eu. Será essa a nossa oportunidade de mostrar o que resulta de 7 anos de inglês. Um alerta para as mães com filhos em idade escolar. Vacas que vão ao trabalho são apenas o começo.

Recomenda-se então cautela e uma porção de verduras por dia.

Ps: Adverte-se que, por conta da tal de globalização, os guris sabem inglês. E agora querem porque querem mostar pra que a danada da língua serve. Ah... e nem sempre o Silveira Bueno vai dar conta do recado , ok?

Ms Teacher.