Tu, ó Portugal, que, com tanta glória,
Soubeste nascer, viver… caducar.
Do enaltecer do orgulho de amar
Criaste a minha épica história.

Contudo, com o tempo, a memória
Foi-se sempre esquecendo de apagar.
Erros passados e continuar
a seguir uma vida ilusória.


Inconsciente do frio futuro,
Tu não sabes mesmo o que te espera.
Não vás assim, pois sou eu que te aturo.

Honra tive na tua biosfera.
No entanto, agora, afiguro
Que não mais gosto da tua atmosfera.

Rui Paiva
10º B

Adolescência

É um piscar de olhos que não volta mais.
É acordar de manhã bem animado
E voltar para casa revoltado.
É uma constante revolta com os pais.

É, frequentemente, ídolos a mais
É um passeio bastante recheado
De rebeldia num amontoado.
É uma constante troca por ideais.

É um confronto com grande ansiedade
É um pensar já depois de se agir
Sobressaindo a falta de maturidade.

É um sorriso enorme como nenhum.
É um crescer com curiosidade.
E, por vezes, é repugnar qualquer um.




Pedro Sá e Vladyslav (10º B)

O seu berço: S. Martinho de Anta…
Entre duros montes, vales e serras,
Este homem até a natureza espanta…
De Portugal atravessou fronteiras.

Cedo, para o Brasil emigrou
para uma vida melhor conquistar.
Mas lá uma vida difícil encontrou
e a Portugal desejou regressar.

Em Coimbra se formou
e a Medicina dominou
Mas, pelas letras, se apaixonou.

Em todo o lado que escrevia,
a alma de poeta o preenchia.
assim como a sua poesia.


Grupo – 10º B

Kelly Silva
Inês Martins
Sara Martins
Simão Magalhães

Como uma Torga nasceu
E, assente em sólidas raízes, cresceu.
A sua vida foi tão completa
Cumprindo, assim, a sua meta.

De Trás-os-Montes, esta raridade nasceu.
E, aí, a sua identidade viu surgir.
Entre as letras e a ciência, a sua vocação viu fluir.
E as suas origens o médico nunca escondeu.

Ser, neste chão, um árido criador de vida…
Este jubiloso agricultor pela palavra lutava.
Era tão forte a sua crença e sentida
Que, de noite e de dia, este homem sonhava.

Por vários quelhos e trilhos passara,
O poeta a beleza da solidão contemplava
E de sua família tanto gostava.
Mas, para outra vida, alguém o levara.


Andreia Rocha
Daniela Santos
Miguel Lopes
Sara Santos
10.ºB

A grande vida de Torga

Filho de modestos lavradores,
Adolfo pobre nasceu.
Pela terra se apaixonou
E sobre ela escreveu.

Terra: sua fonte d’inspiração
Transformou-o num grande homem.
Refletiu sobre a justiça, a liberdade e o amor
E deliciou-nos com contos de emoção.

Miguel Torga muito escreveu,
Miguel Torga muito conquistou.
Devido ao seu esforço,
Um famoso artista se criou.

O tempo passou e em Coimbra ficou.
Por aqui andou e por aqui se apaixonou.
Andrée Crabbé seu coração preencheu
E até à morte o acolheu.

• Bryan Moreira
• Cristiana Almeida
• Elisabete Oliveira
• Marta Rocha
                      10ºb

Role-play on discrimination

Scene 1 – Sexual Orientation

Marriage commissioner: And now I pronounce you Husband and Husband... You may kiss ...

Tom: Boo.... boo....oo!

Jerry: Disgusting...

John : What? Can’t I be happy with the person I love?

Tom: NO! You don’t have the right to love!

Jerry: You don’t have the right to live at all!

Oscar: You didn’t use to care about that, I guess. Just because John decided to marry me...I was said you really enjoyed his friendship. Why don’t you want that now? What has changed?

Tom: God spoke to me, you know... He said a gay marriage is wrong! Being gay is wrong!

Marriage commissioner: Excuse me! Everyone should live their lives with the people they love, regardless of their sexual orientation, colour …

Jerry: Maybe you’re right. Sorry!

John : It’s ok! Can´t you understand and accept us?

Tom: I didn´t use to think about it... but now I er... I fear … er … I don’t want you to fall in love with me, that’s it!

Oscar: But he’s marrying me, he loves me! He won’t fall in love with you! Even if that happened, nothing would change!

Tom: What are you suggesting?! Are you insane? I´m a straight guy... That could never happen!

John and Oscar: You´re really pathetic...

Scene 2 – Gender

(A street newspaper seller in London…)

Newspaper seller: Come here! Are you looking for a job? Get the right newspaper here! Find a post available for one of the most well known companies …

Heaven: Good morning! I ´ll buy that newspaper. I want to apply for that job…

Ty: Hi! I´ll also buy it, please.

Mary: Hello! Give me one as well.

Newspaper seller: Here you are! Good luck.

…….. …….

(The three candidates were selected for the interview at the company: Mary, a woman who lost her looks, Heaven and Ty)

Interviewer: Please, come in.

(Ty comes in)

Interviewer: Sit down and make yourself comfortable. Your CV is not bad… Tell me why you want to work for us…

Ty: I believe I´m qualified for the job, Sir and…

(Half an hour later…)

Interviewer : Hum! Well… er… There weren´t any other male candidates at the waiting room, were there?

Ty: No, Sir. Just me, I believe.

Interviewer: You´re a lucky man. You´re hired. We don´t think the job is appropriate for women, you see…

Ty(excited): That´s great… wonderful, Sir! When do I start working?

Interviewer: Next Monday… at 9.00…

Ty: Thank you, Sir. Good afternoon, Sir.

(Ty goes away)

Interviewer: Miss, will you come in?

(Mary enters the room)

Interviewer: Let´s go straight to the point, Mary! I´m afraid you won’t fit the job…

Mary: But... er…. , Sir,…. I have got a very good CV, haven´t I?

Interviewer: In fact you are too much qualified, I´m afraid. I´m sure you´ll find the right post for you soon...

Mary: But...

Interviewer: ( Looking at his watch...) And now if you excuse me... It´s late and I have another interview to lead...

Interviewer: (showing her the way out...) Good afternoon!

Mary: But...

Interviewer: Please come in, Miss.

(Heaven comes in)

Interviewer: Sit down, please. I´ve read your CV, Heaven, but I couldn´t quite understand why you applied for this post...

Heaven: Good afternoon, Sir. In my opinion that´s the type of job I could easily...

Interviewer: Sorry to interrupt you but I don´t think you could respond to the demanding skills it requires...

Heaven: I beg your pardon!? Are you making fun of me?

Interviewer: Of course not. I´m just convinced women won’t fit this position...

Heaven: I can´t believe my eyes!!! People like you should be in hell, women and men are equal, you know... It’s a crime to treat women like that! Be sure I’m going to complain about your attitude and your company... Gender discrimination in the 21st century??? Unbelievable!!!

Interviewer: It´s not personal, you see...

(Heaven stands up and goes out of the room)

Interviewer: Please wait...

Scene 3 – Colour

Teacher: Good morning! I have a surprise for you! From now on, we’ll have a new student. Come here (The new student approaches) (The whole class is shocked because she’s black and has a big scar on her face). Can you introduce yourself to your new friends?

Mya (shy): Good morning… I’m Mya and I come from Zimbabwe in Africa. Well, I moved here because my parents died at war and an aunt of mine is now taking care of me…

Teacher: As you can see, Mya’s life wasn’t easy. I hope you can make her feel at ease as fast as you can! (The bell rings) You can go out now!

(In the playground…)

Giny: The new girl is there by herself… Shouldn’t we invite her to sit next to us, Jess?

Jess: Are you mad? Can’t you see she’s black?

Giny: What´s the problem? Should we judge her just for the colour of her skin? Isn’t she like all of us inwardly?

Jess: But…

Giny: Ok! If you don’t want to talk to her, you’ll stay here on your own…

(Giny approaches Mya)

Giny: Hello! Do you like our school?

Mya: Yes… Everyone is being nice to me, but…

Giny: What?

Mya: The girl you were sitting next to… Er... it seems she doesn’t like me…

Giny: Er… she’s just a little bit afraid because you’re new and bl-.. never mind!

Mya: Just because I’m black?

11ºC ( Ana Lúcia Rocha, Ana Rita Duarte e Luís Silva )

Joana Almeida