Among all the books I have read and they have not been a few, what I liked the most were two: Madame Bovary and The Revenge of the Jew. This second one mixes a real fact with the spiritual part, so for those who are not spiritists, I do not know if I would look favourably, but the culture is only full when you do not restrict it to what you believe and to what makes you good, it is much broader than that. Prejudice does not fit with culture, because if I have prejudice against Africa, I will not read anything about Africa, this is an absurd! I have said some time ago that I consider all prejudice a violence on a greater or lesser scale, but a violence anyway. In case you segregate a book, "I do not like to read" or "the subject does not interest me", this shows a lack of growth. I had read my father's books at a young age, but if I had not read them, I would not know what I know today, or rather, I would not have survived. Ex: In my time, my parents did not talk to their children about sex, then one day, moving my father's things (I mean the books), I found out one that could be in my ignorance from 9 to 10 years, whose title reminded me of tales of love , princes and princesses, whose name was: My Life, My Loves (Translated into Portuguese, but the real name is My Secret Life - Author: Henry Spencer Ashbee). When I opened it and began to read, I closed it immediately, I did not even know that woman was virgin at that time, even more a book that is more a sort of a sex encyclopedia, even if pornographic and I said: "I'm in hell", but today, I would not only recommend it for women, but I would also recommend it for men, because some types of men are spiceless. When I say this it is because there are hypocritical men with their women, with their lovers. I know a case where the woman moans for the man achieve the orgasm sooner and then she gets released, so whoever finds this book is a lucky one.
Going back to that girl who closed the book in fear of hell, it is clear that for me to be recommending you, I opened it again, because the friends of my country had so many lovers, so many lovers, they were at our house against my mother's will of because she was a real friend of the wives, and the lovers, they spoke bad things, and so did I, so I reopened the book because of a comment that I heard about the wife from one of them, telling she was nothing than a hole. She had removed of her uterus and ovaries, a fibroid, and because of that, she was hollow. She was happy when he gave her a can of guava marmalade. Comments like: "my wife had so many children that she became wide, loose, it seems that I am dancing inside a mare". I'm being polite, because he did not say it, he spoke in another sense, do you understand me? In the next day, I asked my mom why she accepted it and she told me that was because of my father was removed from the office and to win the legal case in Brasília, she had to submit herself to these people who were friends of the militaries. My father was the only one who won the case in the Federal Supreme Court. My father was not amnestied, he won the case much before the amnesty on 1975.
My mother, today I see her as a hero, as to bear what she endured and I was always a paradox, because I read the book and then played with dolls, but nothing connected to the book, it was a regular child's play. My mother was so prudish that I remember I was sat, I was a young lady and she called me to the bathroom, then gave me a belt and then an tampon that was not adherent, it should be stuck in the belt, the date was 10/26/1969, a Sunday, the day of St. Jude Thaddeus, in Catholicism. Returning to the bathroom, I asked the reason of that. She told me that I had menstruated and if I play with men, I would get pregnant. And so I learned that woman could not play with a man, and I walked a league away from a man, I did not sit where they had sat and so on. For me, what she gave me to put on my genital organ, I used to make mattress for my Suzy dolls and they were stolen from my mom, that's the reason she did not know the reason for the disappearance of her tampons and then she used the wipes. Yes, I'm too old. This situation caused in me very big scary thing making my menstruation come back only six months later, on a sunny day, I was catching some waves on the beach and when I came out of the water, I was all red, I was lucky because the bikini was red. Then I said "what an ordinary fabric, it's staining all my skin", then I saw it was not and my cousin said "go home, you are menstruated". I got dressed and left wiping me from Leme's Rock till Princess Isabel Ave., crying with rage, dripping and the dogs behind me, barking. Think it was at 10 AM.
Tomorrow I will get in the subject of the book Madame Bovary.
Note: Even so, my mother did not touch on her virginity, I learned many years later from a cousin of mine, she's a doctor, and good that I was a virgin and I had not played with any man.
Going back to that girl who closed the book in fear of hell, it is clear that for me to be recommending you, I opened it again, because the friends of my country had so many lovers, so many lovers, they were at our house against my mother's will of because she was a real friend of the wives, and the lovers, they spoke bad things, and so did I, so I reopened the book because of a comment that I heard about the wife from one of them, telling she was nothing than a hole. She had removed of her uterus and ovaries, a fibroid, and because of that, she was hollow. She was happy when he gave her a can of guava marmalade. Comments like: "my wife had so many children that she became wide, loose, it seems that I am dancing inside a mare". I'm being polite, because he did not say it, he spoke in another sense, do you understand me? In the next day, I asked my mom why she accepted it and she told me that was because of my father was removed from the office and to win the legal case in Brasília, she had to submit herself to these people who were friends of the militaries. My father was the only one who won the case in the Federal Supreme Court. My father was not amnestied, he won the case much before the amnesty on 1975.
My mother, today I see her as a hero, as to bear what she endured and I was always a paradox, because I read the book and then played with dolls, but nothing connected to the book, it was a regular child's play. My mother was so prudish that I remember I was sat, I was a young lady and she called me to the bathroom, then gave me a belt and then an tampon that was not adherent, it should be stuck in the belt, the date was 10/26/1969, a Sunday, the day of St. Jude Thaddeus, in Catholicism. Returning to the bathroom, I asked the reason of that. She told me that I had menstruated and if I play with men, I would get pregnant. And so I learned that woman could not play with a man, and I walked a league away from a man, I did not sit where they had sat and so on. For me, what she gave me to put on my genital organ, I used to make mattress for my Suzy dolls and they were stolen from my mom, that's the reason she did not know the reason for the disappearance of her tampons and then she used the wipes. Yes, I'm too old. This situation caused in me very big scary thing making my menstruation come back only six months later, on a sunny day, I was catching some waves on the beach and when I came out of the water, I was all red, I was lucky because the bikini was red. Then I said "what an ordinary fabric, it's staining all my skin", then I saw it was not and my cousin said "go home, you are menstruated". I got dressed and left wiping me from Leme's Rock till Princess Isabel Ave., crying with rage, dripping and the dogs behind me, barking. Think it was at 10 AM.
Tomorrow I will get in the subject of the book Madame Bovary.
Note: Even so, my mother did not touch on her virginity, I learned many years later from a cousin of mine, she's a doctor, and good that I was a virgin and I had not played with any man.
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