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Social Communication

He seems that it was yesterday, I I had 13 years, nor dreamed to be journalist, but it drew substances and ‘ ‘ fotos’ ‘ of the Periodical of the Mood, made artisan with black the Bic penxs. ‘ ‘ fotos’ ‘ they gained different textures with the use of the rough side of the plane table. The original unit was xerocado to be distributed in the old State Gymnasium of the Aurlia Garden, in Campinas, that continues the same in place, but with another name. I finished the gymnasium, the college student and finally, 82, I entered the Social Communication, with posterior option, in 84, for Journalism, in the Puc de Campinas. of pra already is here there, thanks to God, at least 36 years, of ‘ ‘ amadorismo-profissional’ ‘ or of ‘ ‘ professionalism-amador’ ‘ , with right the new and old daily lies, in the fascinating world to collect, to process, to write and to transmit the virus of the information.

Now with the speed and limitless borders of the Internet. Good, but I wrote on as many subjects that I decided to write on my area. Nothing of treated one flat, but some called terms journalistic jarges that an eventual reader who if to venture in our area will hear in writings of the life and therefore is good for being intent. Who does not think to be journalist is invited to read for the curiosity or to gain more knowledge. In periodical, belly is to propagate wrong notice.

If its substance fell does not look for under the table, therefore substance that falls is the one that will not be used, was knocked down by the publisher. Ah, but he does not discourage, files the text, who knows another day you will not need to cook it, to rewrite mainly so that he is published, if a competitor explored the subject. If the publisher to ask for ones to you drops, does not go with balinhas of mint, it he wants some fast and short notes. If to ask for a pirulito is a short text. Better to emplacar the substance, to have an approved text, it dries the information, that are to eliminate what he will be unnecessary. If it does not forget puncture, notice given with exclusiveness, must be well refined to prevent constaint of belly posterior retraction. Ah, he is always intent in obtaining hooks in a notice, that is, subjects that relieve other notice. If the subject is good, who knows not valley one iceberg, text of entire page? does not forget: never accepted journalist of character jab, said ‘ ‘ presentes’ ‘ offered generally in interesseira way. If you arrive in the writing and you say that the periodical jammed nor thinks that it read somebody it in the pastry shop of the esquina and made dirty of oil. The truth is that graphical elements of the page had been placed wrong. Ah, it is during the neck if they anticipate (to the publishers) substances that will be published. With these tips, formation in college of Journalism and the dedicated entire life to read and to write above all, who knows in two or three million years you, I, any person, can beat in the chest and say: ‘ ‘ Now I am true Journalist!

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Self0Healing

I WANT TO CURE MYSELF. TO CURE IS TO RECOMMENCE NORM AP SILVEIRA OF MORAES /PSIC LOGA/POETESS, WRITER. ; 11/02/11 R+C/Alone the time pass turn. quickly But for my mind I do not find temporality I do not see it to pass, I lose the validity But the time is precious and passes relatively. I do not obtain to find itself: my identity In the streets I run away from all passer-bys, with fear I have same fear of me of what I am, of truth Because to certain they transtornam me remedies and I do not believe myself I do not obtain to communicate itself directly with My voice if it became weak and intelligible Nobody obtains to know what I really want I am quiet in my room invisible space In the room I can sail in the imagination To leave my ghosts to confrot with me In my indifferent illness without action I do not know you are welcome, does not know of the time, I forget until the friend Every day I make examinations, and volume a mount remedies I wait anxious, to the laboratorial result I do not support more to see remedies and diet I have mourning, tdio Prefiro to sleep, until the time to pass e, the gone ones to hospital I am thinking about the pain of the other patients In its pains, hidden tears, to suffer, to weigh, the health does not have price, nor hours for accidents I ask for the God of my heart, ask for haste to cure I think about the aged ones and children, interned, in the defenseless victims the suffering still is worse for the faith lack, patience of many professionals Only the faith and hope is as angels in the defense and those true professionals in its ideals Illness, leave in them fragile and in we feel them failed the death patrol, and ace times comes, is the fear of the finitude Our universe of life he is in a fragility and profligate Only the faith, and hope moves the heart with attitude Has illness has suddenly to pass As the clouds bringing storm rain, falls irrigation the land ties to pass and the sun of the health comes back full of Majesty *************************************************************** OBS: That this poem can give one little of hope to that they are sick. .

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