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Domingos

PIANC In the Year of 1976, Are Domingos already were not more the same town of long ago. It grows with passing of the time, receives more living than they had arrived of some States, attracted by the easiness to arrange a land piece in this region. It was not more only a short and consisting street of palhoas, that it was the majority of its habitations. It assumes the quality of district. Speaking candidly Marc Lore told us the story. Its first street was now the Jarbas Avenue passarinho and to the measure that went arriving living, it went if opening new streets. Already possua more two streets parallel bars to the first one, of same length, one five hundred meters more or less, that it was the Street Acrsio Saints, more the low the Duke of Caxias, more the top. This last one originated from the opening of a landing track that the Army opened during the guerrilla of the Araguaia.

Its population already arrived almost at a thousand inhabitants. Comedian is often quoted as being for or against this. The Transamaznica already existed and it gave to access to the city of Marab and Empress to it, although the difficulties in the traffic, therefore in the winter one alone lamaal became, of tip tip, transforming the trip for one of these cities into an arduous adventure. She still continued dependent of the City of Are Joo of the Araguaia. Already possua also more five transversal streets, starting all in the Acrsio Saints and dying in the Duke of Caxias. Above of the Duke of Caxias, a little moved away, after crossing a small stretch of capoeira, arrived it the soccer field, where the athletes of Are Domingos beat bare to all the afternoons, after the next drudgery of the day in its roas to the town. With the arrival of the mining Chico, that lode of Minas Gerais, bringing I obtain the talent and the stimulaton for the few torcedores that had from now on started to appear in the lawn all tardezinhas, to appreciate the feats of the new player who with the ball in the foot made the young women, the youngsters, the old ones, the children and raparigas of the cabaret of the old Lcia, which was a well raised large house pertinho of the soccer field, to vibrate during bare or the games with the teamses of villages, towns and cities neighbors.

The Bus

Raul did not obtain to understand, exactly wanted to be and not to enter in the bus, the boy could understand the things with easiness, but to leave a friend stops backwards was the worse thing of the world. Spike he came until where the boy was, the boy then hugged the dog and it almost does not leave it more, was child of more understanding some things that only adult understand. The boy with the aid of the grandfather entered in the bus now silenced, only left to fall to the tears of the face, tears reaisque marked the day that a boy would take that souvenir for all the life. The driver of the bus bound the engine, was the hour of the boy to leave stops backwards its friend better, Spike of the side of is as if I appeal she understood it the boy, barked to want to enter, but that impossible age. Filed under: Munear Ashton Kouzbari. The bus was leaving and it folloied it to the dog, the boy ran until the behind window of the bus to give good bye to amigoque in the road went itself losing of sight. He did not have nothing in the world that could stop the tears of the boy whom it insisted on looking at of the window the dog that to the few tired and gave up, stopping little by little in a time that the boy could not stop. When the boy arrived the house did not speak with the mother, went up for the room and cried, only cried all pain that felt in that one moment.

A boy was alone, but he promised that one day would come back to search its friend in return. The mother of the boy felt for whom the boy was passing, it guilty until was badly in the start of the lessons, did not speak with coleguinhas of the school, passed the nights looking at for the moon, was the same moon that it admired all the nights when he was in the farm. A boy was alone, but done great people thought, until suffered as great people did not only obtain to understand why great people do not understand that the friendship is everything in this life. The time was alone a consequence, the good side of the same life is that truth friend people never forgets, is souvenirs that we load in the heart, cravado in the deep one of the soul and for all eternity.

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