THERE IS A GOOD TIME COMING

Photograph is Victory
By Nelsa C. de Oliveira Santos


Time has passed...
The girl is now a woman, the
white is now yellow.
The bird that flew free is now
a prisoner
But...we can see still youth's
brightness in the eyes of the
me.
The Past returns
Beauty didn't fade with time.
There is a little hope...
We beat time and death
The photograph exists!
There is a little hope...
We beat time and death
The photography exists!

Use of the computer in my English classes

I am grateful to the students in the 6th, 7th, 8th, 9th, 1st, 2nd and 3rd grades classes of school "Dr. Clybas Pinto Ferraz" of Assis-SP whose evident enjoyment of the lessons assured us all that we were on the right track and for showing me that humanistic values are stronger that humanistic schooling. Thank you for the Book "Alive Poets Society"!

Music - livin on a prayer

Once upon a time
Not so long ago

Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strike
He's down on his luck... it's tough, so tough
Gina works the diner all day
Working for her man, she brings home her pay
For love - for love
She says: We've got to hold on to what we've got
'Cause it doesn't make a difference
If we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love - we'll give it a shot

Oh, we're half way there
Whoah, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear
Whoah, livin' on a prayer

Tommy got his six string in hock
Now he's holding in what he used
To make it talk - so tough, it's tough
Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night
Tommy whispers: Baby it's okay, someday
We've got to hold on to what we've got
'Cause it doesn't make a difference
If we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love - we'll give it a shot

Oh, We're half way there
Whoah, Livin' On A Prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear
Whoah, Livin' On A Prayer

We've got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when that's all that you've got

Oh, we're half way there
Whoah, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear
Whoah, livin' on a prayer

Oh, we're half way there
Whoah, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear
Whoah, livin' on a prayer

"A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool. "
William Shakespeare

And since you know you cannot see yourself,
so well as by reflection, I, your glass,
will modestly discover to yourself,
that of yourself which you yet know not of.

Willian Shakespeare
Greatest English dramatist & poet (1564 - 1616)