ONDAS DA VIDA / WAVES OF LIFE
Hey amazing people, I hope you’re doing great. In this post, I would like to tell you a bit about my trip in Rio de Janeiro, a cidade maravilhosa, the wonderful city.
Since you don’t need my help to confirm you how stunning this city is, I simply would like to write how my language experience in Brazil was and how I found life and people in this colourful city.
My relationship with the Portuguese language in its Brazilian variant began about a year ago, when I was looking for a soft language to learn after an intensive full immersion in the German language which lasted for a couple of years and, in addition to that, I was also starting my plan for my first intercontinental holiday, hopefully the first of many ones to come and in this case Brazil was becoming the target.
I need to admit that the learning process came out to be quite easy and incredibly pleasant as I could already speak languages such as Italian, Spanish and Sardinian which have a lot of elements to share with Portuguese and thanks to some Brazilian friends in Berlin I had the chance to practice the language quite a lot and this gave me the great opportunity to get a kind of intermediate level before stepping my feet on the ground of the Galeão Airport for the first time. The response of locals to my Portuguese was great from the very first moment and I was so happy to be able to avoid speaking English in most of the conversations I had there.
Obviously I wouldn’t understand all words and I also struggled in some situations where I had to ask my friends for help and for further explanations regarding some topics and expressions covered in the talk, included once I used to get lost in the complicated slang and plot of Brazilian soap-operas, one of the many things you could get addicted to in this country.
But right now it’s time to leave my language enthusiasm aside for a couple of lines and spend some well deserved cool words about the people of this magic place. I simply would love to praise such a folk saying that their friendliness and their cheerfulness has been what I liked the most about my weeks in this outstanding city, even more than the indisputable and perhaps unreachable beauty of this last. And if something grabs your breath and your heart even more intensively than the irreplaceable sight you get from the Sugarloaf mountain at sunset, well, it really means that those people and those friends of mine really tried their best to make me feel the luckiest Gringo in town.
Muito obrigado por tudo Irmãos e Irmãs do meu coração!!
Finally, I would like to show you a Poem I wrote in Portuguese about Rio de Janeiro in order to pay my tribute to such a charismatic city and its unforgettable people and views.
The translated version follows below the original one in Portuguese.
Thanks for taking some of your precious time to read this article.
Have a nice morning, a good evening, an amazing night, Have a great life!!
ONDAS DA VIDA
Altas são as ondas do atlantico,
Que com pressa mas sem medo chegam a seu destino,
Encontrando-se com trabalhadores da praia,
Desejosos de trazer o seu pão a sua casa nas alturas da cidade,
Perto de Deus mas não tão longe do mal,
Entretanto Turistas na Praia dão cor á sua pel e á sua alma,
Olhando os presentes da mãe natureza.
Tem areia beijada do sol e Tem areia abrazada da sombra de palmeiras generosas,
Contrariamente ao Habitual da geografia social,
Essa vez a riqueza material fica no sul,
Mas a alegria gosta de subir até ao Ceu.
WAVES OF LIFE
High are the waves of the Atlantic,
Which get to their destination without fear,
Meeting beach workers,
Who desire to bring their bread to the heights of the city,
Close to God but not far from evil,
Meanwhile tourists on the beach give colour to their skin and soul,
Looking at the gifts of mother nature,
There’s sand kissed by the sun and there’s sand hugged by generous palm trees,
As opposite to the habitual reality of social geography,
This time material richness will be found on the south,
But the joy of life loves going up to the sky.