A new good year.

Well, this is a new year. I wish that it will be a good oportunity to grow up, to find friends, to be a servant. There is a lot of people that needs help, love and care. No, these people aren't far away. They could be our own family. We all need eyes, ears, skin to touch, to interact, to feel that someone cares. And to care about someone.  May this year brings all these for us. Happy a new year..

Eu fui a melhor amiga de Jane Austen

Disappointed... This is the feeling about this book. I was excited about the title, the cover, the synopisis. Started to read. The story has a good beginning with Jane's cousin trying to save her life. Jane is ill and the headmaster of the internal school doesn't want to write to mrs. Austen. So, Jenny, the cousin, decides to send a letter later in the night. She walks alone in the street and meets with a handsome captain that helps her. A very good beginning. The rest of the novel is previsible, with a Jane completely weird. Really, I'm sorry, but I didn't like it at all.

The healing season

A wonderful book. A story to remember. A worth-reading!!  This book can talk to you about God's love and forgive. The two main characters are totally different: a army surgeon, believer; an actress, unbeliever. They path cross. The love flows.

From the early 20th century to the early 21th.

I have an author that I love: it is a old lady called Hannah Whitall Smith. She was a quaker and her books help me a lot, because she doesn't speak about experiences with God, and feelings and things like we see today in our churches. She talks about a life of faith. And I think she is totally biblical. It is awesome how a woman of another time - more than a century ago - can help me today. I praise God for her life, her studies, her books. It is so good... Try it. You will love indeed.

My students: my challenge

I'm a teacher. This is a big deal indeed. Teens today give me a lot of work. Not only the academic work, but I worry about their lives. Some teens are full of problems and I try to help. Sometimes I can. Sometimes I can't. It is so sorry when I don't know or can't do something to help them... I get angry with parents that don't care about their children: don't go to parent's meeting, don't check notes and so on... Wish God could use me in these lives. I feel worthless in some occasions.

Books in sunny Rio de Janeiro

Always love them. Books. Of all kinds.Small ones, big ones. All of them. I begin read in English in 2008. Before this date, I read only in my first language: Portuguese. More: I'm a portuguese teacher. But books that are translated cust so much more. Then, I began to read the original. I used to import the books. It was very expensive, although cheaper than buy in portuguese. October, 2010, I got a kindle. A wonderful device that allows me to download lots of books. Easy. Love it. Nowadays, I buy books in both languages and buy e-books.
I read in beach, in the bus, in the car, in the school. Everywhere. But, let's be honest: it is very hard to imagine a mystery in a sunny day in the beach!!!  I think about rain, castles and so on. The only mystery I know in a beach is "Murder under the sun" , Agatha Christie. Well, perhaps I'll write one. Something like: "The bloody sand". What do you think?