***PT:
Hoje vou apresentar pra vocês um dos meus alunos: Macário. Macário tem 9 anos, está na terceira série, e é especial.
Ele tem alguma deficiência (nunca diagnósticada, pois ele nunca pode ver um especialista) e apesar de estar na terceira série ele não acompanha os colegas nas atividades da sala. Enquanto seus amigos estão estudando as frases e palavras, Macário ainda está aprendendo a cubrir as linhas tracejadas e pintar os círculos. A sua professora se desdobra para ensinar os outros 15 alunos da sala, enquanto ajuda Macário a fazer seu exercício, sentado em uma carteira quebrada no corredor da entrada da sala, carregando um saquinho de arroz cheio de lápis velhos, seu estojo improvisado.
Macário me chamou atenção por ser essa pessoa pequeninha (mesmo com 9 anos, ele tem porte de um menino de 6), que é todo carinhosa! Ele abraça as professoras, pula no pescoço dos amigos maiores na tentativa de dar um abraço, e - o mais engraçado, ele tem paixão pelo seu vira-lata, o Peluche (peluche em espanhol quer dizer ursinho de pelúcia. Bom, é um cachorro que se chama ursinho).
Um dia Macário chegou na escola acompanhado do Peluche, que ficou no pátio. A cada chance de ir no banheiro, Macário vinha falar com Peluche e lhe dava um abraço. No recreio, Macário só brincava com Peluche, deitado no chão, rolando, e dizia a todos cheio de orgulho: esse é meu cachorro! Depois eu cheguei perto e perguntei: "Macário, de quem você gosta mais, de sua mãe ou Peluche?". Ele pensou, pensou e disse: "minha mãe!". "Do seu irmão, ou de Peluche?", "Meu irmão". E então, para provocar, disse baixinho: "da professora ou de Peluche."... Ele pensou, fez caras, riu, ficou pensando e disse: "Peluche" e saiu correndo dando uma gargalhada.
Macário é dessas crianças que a gente olha, cheio de dificuldade, com os dentes já estragados, seu saco de arroz cheio de lápis, o uniforme sujo, sem uma ajuda apropriado para suas limitações...e mesmo com todos esses poréns, ele está lá: alegre, abraçado com o vira-lata fedorento, sorrindo pros colegas, carinhoso com as professoras, caindo, se sujando e achando graça do seu tombo.
Macário tem 9 anos e é especial, especial por ser este pequeno exemplo de ser alegre! :)
***EN:
Today I will introduce you to one of my students: Macario. Macario is 9, he is in the third grade and he is a special kid.
He has a disability (that was never technically diagnosed, as he has never been able to attend a professional), and although being in the third grade, he doesnt follow his classmates in the school activities. While his friends study sentences and words,, Macario is still learning how to cover a dashed line or how to paint circles. His teacher makes all her efforts to teach to other 15 students, at the same time that she teaches Macario his exercise, sitting on a broken chair in the classroom corner, carrying his recycled plastic bag of rice containing a some old pencils.
Macario called my attention for being this tiny person (despite being 9, he is as big as a 6 year-old kid) who is lovely/caring! He can hug the teachers, jump onto his bigger classmates necks in a try to hug them, and - the funniest part, he is crazy about his street dog, Peluche (peluche in spanish means teddy bear. So, it is a dog who is a bear for him).
One day, Macario brought Peluche to school, who stayed in the playground. Macario was taking every chance to go to the bathroom and come talk to Peluche, always hugging him. In the break, Macario only had eyes for Peluche, rolling on the ground with him, proudly telling everyone: this is my dog! Later on, I approached macario, asking him: "Macario, who do love more: your mom or Peuche?". He thought for a while and said: "Mu mom!". "Your brother o Peluche?", "My brother!". And then, trying to tease him, I whispered: "What about your teacher? Her o Peluche?!"... He took some time to think, made this funny face, thought a little more, laughed and said: "Peluche!", and ran away, laughing out loud.
Macario is one of these kids that we look at, their many difficulties, with his teeth already damaged, carrying his bag of rice full of pencils, his dirty uniform, without any especial support for his condition... and even if these many complications, he is there: happy, hugging that smelly dog, smiling with his friends, hugging the teachers, falling off, getting dirty and finding it funny to fall.
Macario is only 9 and is a special kid, special for being a little example of being happy! :)
***EN:
Today I will introduce you to one of my students: Macario. Macario is 9, he is in the third grade and he is a special kid.He has a disability (that was never technically diagnosed, as he has never been able to attend a professional), and although being in the third grade, he doesnt follow his classmates in the school activities. While his friends study sentences and words,, Macario is still learning how to cover a dashed line or how to paint circles. His teacher makes all her efforts to teach to other 15 students, at the same time that she teaches Macario his exercise, sitting on a broken chair in the classroom corner, carrying his recycled plastic bag of rice containing a some old pencils.
Macario called my attention for being this tiny person (despite being 9, he is as big as a 6 year-old kid) who is lovely/caring! He can hug the teachers, jump onto his bigger classmates necks in a try to hug them, and - the funniest part, he is crazy about his street dog, Peluche (peluche in spanish means teddy bear. So, it is a dog who is a bear for him).
One day, Macario brought Peluche to school, who stayed in the playground. Macario was taking every chance to go to the bathroom and come talk to Peluche, always hugging him. In the break, Macario only had eyes for Peluche, rolling on the ground with him, proudly telling everyone: this is my dog! Later on, I approached macario, asking him: "Macario, who do love more: your mom or Peuche?". He thought for a while and said: "Mu mom!". "Your brother o Peluche?", "My brother!". And then, trying to tease him, I whispered: "What about your teacher? Her o Peluche?!"... He took some time to think, made this funny face, thought a little more, laughed and said: "Peluche!", and ran away, laughing out loud.
Macario is one of these kids that we look at, their many difficulties, with his teeth already damaged, carrying his bag of rice full of pencils, his dirty uniform, without any especial support for his condition... and even if these many complications, he is there: happy, hugging that smelly dog, smiling with his friends, hugging the teachers, falling off, getting dirty and finding it funny to fall.
Macario is only 9 and is a special kid, special for being a little example of being happy! :)
Nenhum comentário:
Postar um comentário