They will leave the time to pass. Nobody will be made responsible by the carnage. Nobody knows or nobody wants to decide the problem. The politicians will continue arguing ‘ ‘ sex of anjos’ ‘. They want a solution? They create laws that compel all the politicians, of any species to only keep its children in public college. That I know, this project already was vetoed by you same. Why? Because the children you are better of what the children of whom they pay to you? That is discrimination! Or because, really, they are not interested in deciding the problem to you? EDUCATION: He will be that a professor is less important for the nation that one politician? To the majority of politicians, without any preparation for the position and that they are there for enjoying of ‘ ‘ immunities parlamentares’ ‘ , the routes of the nation have as responsibility and monthly gain more than a hundred of thousand of cruises. How much earns a professor? What is responsible for the route that our descendants will give to this Brazil? In mine to understand they are not interested you in this; your children will immigrate for other countries with the richness hoarded for you, many times in inconfessveis ways. He would not be just to say that all are classified in this type of politician, but is not just also to say that they do not have no responsibility in the subject, therefore ‘ ‘ who is silent, consente’ ‘ all are there for seeing, of close, the procedures of the cambada one.
Then, into few years, the station was transformed of above down happening to be element of the great seriousness and datum point. Memory as if the station had changed in very just a short time when an infrastructure of similar spread would indicate works of very long term. And once the station grew, then it in the evening became my entertainment of many Saturdays. It suddenly found me in an immense monster, with one hundred thousand corridors that to cross, infinity of galleries that to explore, numerous mechanical stairs and what were the most novel and magician, doors that abran single when being above a platform. Incredible. It went to me with a companion of the school and we crossed the station by all corners. The attention called much to us the informative panels of the exits and arrivals of the trains. As they changed in a succession of letters turning of interminable form whenever there was a change. Too much spectacle for a boy. Also the adventures consisted of going by the platforms putting currencies of peseta in the rails so that they were squashed to the passage of the train. Then there were no watchmen who threw the quarrel to us, nor cameras persiguindote there by where you were, some employee perhaps drew attention to you, that like lad, you went away disimuladamente until it disappeared. Always that they see a some relative in train, as us pillaged near house, it aimed to me first to go to look for it the station. Enjoyed what, that it acclimates. There the TER coming from Pamplona arrived and was everything lujazo. It always thought that it was a train of rich. Nivelazo of train. All new and modern one for that time. One of the sites that we liked more was the old lobby of Neighborhoods. It was an immense lobby, always empty, by which we could stand out to our wide ones.
Thank you very much for the biscuits. – No where. O yasumi Nasai, Akio-san. Good night, Akio. Since then I was given the key quarter and said it was still early to eat. If I wanted I could go get something to eat with it. I replied that ideally it would be another day. And I would expect them to bring to the quarter Aya Hiroshi. She, meanwhile understood perfectly. I was quite shocked, frightened since she learned that he was mate Hiroshi. I had many doubts about its expression scary, but I did not ask. He said goodbye to me very carefully. I also. But then I started thinking how Hiroshi acted when he went to see. As if it were nothing. And the beautiful girl who was at his side, called Mika Hidaka, who did not react. I was quite disappointed in him. It was quite ironic to me that I have not said anything. When she left I ate 2 biscuits in a second, were totally rich and good. I was filled at once, they were delicious. It was more of the 9 pm. At about 10 pm, with a terrible dream I hear someone knocks on the door. Then stand next to me see what happens through the eye of the door. I knew who he was. He was the roommate of mine named Aya Hiroshi. Seeing only opened the door and went to my bed to sleep. He said: Excuse me, I did not mean to treat you badly again.