My school (Thayla)

    My childhood was very entertaining. I like to remember my school where I studied from kindergarten to second series. was the most wonderful school in my life, I had many friends and played a lot in the park. I was a very mischievous child in my class, but the teachers liked me because I was always studious and got good grades. Mathematics never was a problem for me and I learned to read fast with only 6 years could read many texts. When I was doing something wrong in the classroom the teacher talked to the director and then the punishment was writing until hundred to go home. This happened several times LOL

Anyway, it was all very good. I had good teachers and I am grateful because learning to read and write is very important for the future.

 (my teacher cried on my last day of school)

on two wheels

I’m only child but I always had many cousins. I and a one these cousins, get out of bike from the streets of Belém. The city was a brain-teaser for us, we met new people, new places in the city, sometimes, we risk to "morcegar", bus, cars or motorcycles, once arrived at "cidade nova”, we get lost and there we were without knowing  what to do, anyway, we arrived in our home midnight tired, hungry  this was a terrible.

            Today this not that great, but when I was child was the big adventure. Two boys upon a bike, overnight, talk with different peoples, facing numerous difficulties, I loved my childhood.

Valber Reis

Twin Sisters (Lidiane Benjamim)

             When I was a kid my mother dressed me like my sister. Onlookers thought we were twins, and my age difference with my sister is 1 year and almost 2 months. She just stopped doing it when I was 10 and my sister 11. It was time anyway, because I hated walking like my sister. I still do not understand why she did it. She always says that he thought cute to see the two walking alike. Nowadays those who look at me and my sister can not imagine that one day we walked the same one to another, because we dress completely different from when we were kids.

My first and last bike (Ana Flávia Oliveira)

When I was seven years old, my parents gave me a bike. I didn't know how to ride bike, so my father began to teach me. All the afternoons my father went to the square around my home with me to train. When I learned and I was ready to go alone I went to all the places riding my bike.

Once I wanted go very fast but I didn't see the hole in the street, then the tire hit in the hole and I fell down with my face in the floor. I hit all my body in the asphalt. Since this day I never wanted ride bike again.

Actually never more I wanted see a bike in front of me.

My first bike (Camila Leão)

It all started when I started to ride my blue bike that I loved, she had small wheels that will not let me fall. I wanted to learn to ride without those little wheels, so I asked my dad to take them. I wanted to ride along with my brother who did not use these wheels.
One day Dad said he would take my bike for a person who took the wheels. But my beloved bike never came back. Years passed, and one of our vacation my brother said he would teach me to ride a bike in the park.
I loved the idea that would finally learn to walk, without such wheels. However, I took a giant bicycle without training wheels and NO BRAKE! I started riding the bike, everything is normal, until I realized that she had no brakes. And had a slope down the street. When I tried to stop the bike, waddled out on the floor and everything scraped my knee. But in the end, I learned to ride a bike.

Fireworks? (Françoise Cardoso Vinagre)

When I was a little girl, there was a fire next to my house.  I wasn’t afraid about it, because I thougth that it was fireworks. I did’nt understand why my mother and my neighborhoods were so  worrieds. All was so beautiful, and next to my house!!! It was so exciting. Only day after I could understand that fire is so close to us. It was so dangerous. And many people stayed burned.

Ending Christmas (Anderson Corrêa).

When I was only child. I was about Five or six years my parents and relatives always asked me about, what I wanted for Santa Claus. And I ever made a list with gifts for him to choose. But we always have a pig spirit in our family, in my case was my cousin. Ever year she asked if I still believe in Santa Claus. And I ever answered yes.

In this year, my parents asked to I made a list to Santa Claus fot then send to Him, but they forgotten the list in my house. How my cousin always went with them, she had a big deal do called me and answer what I wanted to Christmas, because Santa Claus never existed and my parents just said that to me for to behave and study.

That Year was when I did not believed anymore in Santa Claus.