Em portugues macarronico &; pidgin English
Sao sempre dois textos, um em ingles, e logo abaixo, a versao em portugues!
There are always two posts - one in Portuguese and right beneath it, the English version.
domingo, abril 25
Today I took the girls to their horse riding classes and spent most of it chatting with a great friend, Gabriela.
When the class finished, one of the horses, Santa, went crazy. He decided to burn some energy and run that paddock up and down and up and down. He rolled on the floor. He jumped. Several times I feared for our lives as I was sure he was going to jump over the fence and attack us.
The kids instructor, Susie, entered the paddock (then I was afraid for HER life) and said:
Like a docile dog, Santa stopped, and pacifically walked over to her and let her lead him back to the stables. Just like that, he was all calm and sweet again.
Gabriela and I could not believe it. We were almost disappointed...
Eu vivo em busca constante da minha identidade. Sou varias Inaies, cada uma com seus medos suas angustias e seus prazeres.
Always trying to figure out who I really am. Several Inaies live together under one identity - each one with her own fears, worries and delights.