MY EDUCATIONAL BACKGROUNDOn 1
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of October 1964 I went with my mother for the first time to the primary school of Vasco Esteves de Baixo, making the registration. Thenervousness was great and even greater was the enthusiasm. After theregistration I only returned to school on the 7th day of that month to startclasses. I was very curious. For me it was a different world, people who Ihad never seen until then, all dressed in white gown, each with its folder or bag on the back, all aligned one behind the other, waiting near the entranceof the school for the Teacher. When she arrived, as a choir if they were welltrained, the students shouted in one voice ... “Good morning Teacher”.I remember that the teacher was a lady of middle age, tall, with black hair,glasses, gown and a bag in hand. First the older students entered, and thenwe entered, stayed sometime in the waiting room, and then the teacher appeared. She began to make the call and gave us a number. After words,we checked our school articles, which were composed of a book, aLouzada and a pointer (of stones). The more fortunate had greasy, penciland rubber. The early days were very difficult. It was with this teacher, who was very nice, that I learned to count andwrite, but soon after another teacher came. In the next year the coming andgoing of teachers continued.On the third year I had a teacher which was effective. She taught very well,was captivating and ethical. I had her for the rest of my primary school andI still remember the good portuguese that she taught us, the equations, andequivalence problems in mathematics, the Roman numerals, history,science and geography.
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