Do you remember the day we first jopped? To those unaware, “Jopping” is the combination of “jumping” and “popping”. I’m not a dancer, so I can’t “jump” nor “pop” at the same time, but I’m under the impression that I can every single time I crack yet another joke about the verb coined by “Jopping”, […]
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The forgotten photograph.
Para a versão em Português, clique aqui. Once upon a time in the future, and she can’t remember a single thing. Can’t remember her wedding day, the many trips she took, all the places she had been to. Can’t remember her children’s birth dates, nor their first days in school, […]
Brazilian Girl in the UK – some impressions.
Para a versão em português, clique aqui. I left home on the 18th of September, and arrived in the UK on the 19th. It’s been six months and a half now. Six months and a half of growth, many challenges, many things learnt, many dreams come true. My life here is a blessing, […]
Single Awareness Day
Para a versão em Português, clique aqui. One of the most irritating comercial celebrations must be Valentine’s Day. The “Single Awareness Day” pun fits well the situation, in which we are forced to cope with Love being in the air everywhere we go. This year, living in the UK, I had to experience […]
Once again, Friend’s Day.
Para a versão em português, clique aqui. A reasonably famous campaign defends that, in christian life, Christ is first, others are second, we are third. I agree with that – I’ve already been led to believe that I would only be fit to live in society once I could […]
"The Ugly Duckling" is not about Beauty.
Para a versão em Português, clique aqui. Blame it on the filters, the make up and the gym membership, but most of us seem to carry within this feeling of having been one very very ugly duckling, now grown into the most beautiful swan in the pond. Honestly, any self […]
You don’t miss a thing.
Para ler em Português, clique aqui. There is a mystery behind His eyes. To be fair, there’s a mystery behind every pair of eyes, once we were made in His own image. How we amazingly see each other through so many different lenses, how I wish I could see myself […]
When words fail
It’s hard for me not to think about the time I’ve been abroad whenever I try to write down my feelings and ideas, because that’s basically the most important thing going on in my life. 81 days now. Trying to explain how fast it’s going is pointless and hurtful, because I’ve caught myself […]
Frowning
– Are you sure you want to do this? – Oh, Harriet, stop this drama. It’s just a birthday letter. Letting me read it won’t kill us at all. – Ok, fine, I’ll let you read it, but do it out loud. And don’t forget what I’ve told you before. – What have you told […]
