sexta-feira, 6 de novembro de 2009

Letter to you

Dear friends,

I am writing to thank you for the visits to my blog. I like very much all the things that I put here: two lyrics, two poems, an abstract about Realismo Fantástico and a synopsis about the movie The curious case of Benjamim Button. I hope you enjoyed it! It was done with great affection!!

Thank you! Kisses.


How to write a letter

Nowadays it's very difficult writing a letter because there are many other options: internet, cell phone... But it's very important to know writing a letter: sending a quick note for a friend to say hello or composing a business letter.
Know to write a letter (step by step):

1º - Provide the context of the letter;
2º - Start with a proper greeting;
3º - Write an opening paragraph;
4º - Construct the body of the letter;
5º - Use the closing paragraph to indicate the type of response you are seeking;
6º - Include a closing;
7º - Address your envelope.

That's all!

quinta-feira, 5 de novembro de 2009

The curious case of Benjamin Button

The Curious Case of Benjamin Button is a drama movie directed by David Fincher. The screenplay by Eric Roth and Robin Swicord is based on the 1921 short story of the same name by F. Scott Fitzgerald. The movie stars Brad Pitt as a man who ages in reverse and Cate Blanchett as the love interest throughout his life. The film was released in the United States on December 25, 2008. Brad Pitt did a great job. The Curious Case of Benjamin Button was the best movie that I saw.

quarta-feira, 4 de novembro de 2009

Modern Fairy Tale

Once upon a time there was a dear girl who was loved by everyone who looked at her, but most of all by her grandmother, and there was nothing that she would not have given to the child.
Her grandmother's name was Zizi. She was very kindly an old woman. She lived in Copacabana, Rio de Janeiro. Zizi loved walking along the beach with Mary, her granddaughter.
Mary was twenty years old. She was beautiful, inteligent and very calm. Mary lived with her grandmother because she didn't have her parents anymore. Mary's parents died when she was ten years old.
Zizi and Mary were always together. They used to go shopping, visist beaches... They walked to all Rio de Janeiro.
One day, when Mary was at the university, Zizi went to the supermarket. When she went out from there, two men caught her bag. Zizi tried to obstruct them, but it wasn't possible.
After that she called her granddaughter and the police. If somebody had called to police immediately perhaps they wouldn't have got her bag to back. In spite of this Mary was very happy because of her grandmother was fine.
Nowadays Zizi is much more attentive. She thought to move the city, but she loves the sea, the beaches, and Mary loves it too.

segunda-feira, 2 de novembro de 2009

Love in the Time of Cholera (Gabriel García Márquez) - Synopsis

In the late 1800s, in a Caribbean port city, a young telegraph operator named Florentino Ariza falls deliriously in love with Fermina Daza, a beautiful student. She is so sheltered that they carry on their romance secretly, through letters and telegrams. When Fermina Daza's father finds out about her suitor, he sends her on a trip intended to make her forget the affair. Lorenza Daza has much higher ambitions for his daughter than the humble Florentino. Her grief at being torn away from her lover is profound, but when she returns she breaks off the relationship, calling everything that has happened between them an illusion.
Instead, she marries the elegant, cultured, and successful Dr. Juvenal Urbino. As his wife, she will think of herself as "the happiest woman in the world." Though devastated by her rejection, Florentino Ariza is not one to be deterred. He has declared his eternal love for Fermina, and determines to gain the fame and fortune he needs to win her back. When Fermina's husband at last dies, 51 years, 9 months, and 4 days later, Florentino Ariza approaches Fermina again at her husband's funeral. There have been hundreds of other affairs, but none of these women have captured his heart as Fermina did. "He is ugly and sad," says one of his lovers, "but he is all love."

In this magnificent story of a romance, Garcia Marquez beautifully and unflinchingly explores the nature of love in all its guises, small and large, passionate and serene. Love can emerge like a disease in these characters, but it can also outlast bleak decades of war and cholera, and the effects of time itself.

Read about Realismo Fantástico

This article analyses two stories by Murilo Rubião: Teleco, o Coelhinho and Os Dragões, both published in the most recent edition of the collection "A Casa do Girassol Vermelho" (1993). The approach presented here focuses on the recurring procedures in the author’s work regarding the fantastic. Paradoxically, the fantastic here is part of the search for a radical realism, which highlights the author’s view about man: Rubião follows the saga of beings imprisoned by the bureaucracy of daily life, annihilated by a permanent misery, which the fantastic element actually lays bare.

Key-words: Realism, Fantastic, Murilo Rubião

OLIVEIRA, Silvana. COELHOS E DRAGÕES: Uma leitura de dois contos de Murilo Rubião. Unicamp.

The Phoenix and the Turtle (William Shakespeare)

The Phoenix and the Turtle
Let the bird of loudest lay
On the sole Arabian tree,
Herald sad and trumpet be,
To whose sound chaste wings obey.
But thou shrieking harbinger,
Foul precurrer of the fiend,
Augur of the fever's end,
To this troop come thou not near.

From this session interdict
Every fowl of tyrant wing
Save the eagle, feather'd king:
Keep the obsequy so strict.

Let the priest in surplice white
That defunctive music can,
Be the death-divining swan,
Lest the requiem lack his right.

And thou, treble-dated crow,
That thy sable gender mak'st
With the breath thou giv'st and tak'st,
'Mongst our mourners shalt thou go.

Here the anthem doth commence:—
Love and constancy is dead;
Phoenix and the turtle fled
In a mutual flame from hence.

So they loved, as love in twain
Had the essence but in one;
Two distincts, division none;
Number there in love was slain.

Hearts remote, yet not asunder;
Distance, and no space was seen
'Twixt the turtle and his queen:
But in them it were a wonder.

So between them love did shine,
That the turtle saw his right
Flaming in the phoenix' sight;
Either was the other's mine.

Property was thus appall'd,
That the self was not the same;
Single nature's double name
Neither two nor one was call'd.

Reason, in itself confounded,
Saw division grow together;
To themselves yet either neither;
Simple were so well compounded,

That it cried, 'How true a twain
Seemeth this concordant one!
Love hath reason, reason none
If what parts can so remain.'

Whereupon it made this threne
To the phoenix and the dove,
Co-supremes and stars of love,
As chorus to their tragic scene.


BEAUTY, truth, and rarity,
Grace in all simplicity,
Here enclosed in cinders lie.

Death is now the phoenix' nest;
And the turtle's loyal breast
To eternity doth rest,

Leaving no posterity:
'Twas not their infirmity,
It was married chastity.

Truth may seem, but cannot be;
Beauty brag, but 'tis not she;
Truth and beauty buried be.

To this urn let those repair
That are either true or fair;
For these dead birds sigh a prayer.