"This morning I was to at work. My job is to teach philosophy to elementary school students.

My students were a little agitated, because it was raining and it was cold too. But I knew that I
need to deal with it, so it was okay.
My employer is the School St. Patrick and it is interesting to me that Im employed over
there. The school works with an idea that I agree teaching: constructivism.
I always come home after work by bus. I pay a very expensive fare for it. And the service
offered by the company is not so good for the fare to be so high.
When Ive got home, my friend Manoela was waiting for me. She told me she got a strange
box and inside the box it contained a small flag. This flag consisted of small pieces of bread
together, forming a symbol. I asked her who had given her the box and she said it was a
strange man who was walking down the street. I was curious. Then my friend told me that the
man showed her some fees of a car and ran. She ran out to see where he was going when a car
hit the man and knocked him down. The driver of the car got angry and ran over the man.
The man was badly hurt. I told my friend that it was difficult to exploit a conclusion of this
story, but she should be more careful. Then my friend invited me to go to the movies. She had
two admissions. I agreed. But another time, I want to go over again that conversation."