Anecdote

I still remember my first day of school. My aunt tereza spoke with the director to establish my stay there. Then they took me to a classroom. In that classroom I met many children. But when my aunt left, I cried a lot. But the boys consoled me. Then we went to recreate or play a lot. Then we enter the classroom.

I still remember when I broke my arm. I was flying kite. He became entangled in an electrical conductor. I walked backwards. Until I fell, and my arm fell into a root of an arbor and broke. My father took me to the hospital. The doctors took care of me. They did X-rays. They put a plaster on me. and I returned home with my family.