Barack Obama was elected as a President

 

Let’s read a newspaper!

Barack Hussein Obama was elected the 44th president of the United States on Tuesday, sweeping away the last racial barrier in American politics with ease as the country chose him as its first black chief executive.

The election of Mr. Obama amounted to a national catharsis — a repudiation of a historically unpopular Republican president and his economic and foreign policies, and an embrace of Mr. Obama’s call for a change in the direction and the tone of the country.

But it was just as much a strikingly symbolic moment in the evolution of the nation’s fraught racial history, a breakthrough that would have seemed unthinkable just two years ago.

Mr. Obama, 47, a first-term senator from Illinois, defeated Senator John McCain of Arizona, 72, a former prisoner of war who was making his second bid for the presidency.

To the very end, Mr. McCain’s campaign was eclipsed by an opponent who was nothing short of a phenomenon, drawing huge crowds epitomized by the tens of thousands of people who turned out to hear Mr. Obama’s victory speech in Grant Park in Chicago.

Mr. McCain also fought the headwinds of a relentlessly hostile political environment, weighted down with the baggage left to him by President Bush and an economic collapse that took place in the middle of the general election campaign.

“If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible, who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time, who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer,” said Mr. Obama, standing before a huge wooden lectern with a row of American flags at his back, casting his eyes to a crowd that stretched far into the Chicago night.

“It’s been a long time coming,” the president-elect added, “but tonight, because of what we did on this date in this election at this defining moment, change has come to America.”

Mr. McCain delivered his concession speech under clear skies on the lush lawn of the Arizona Biltmore, in Phoenix, where he and his wife had held their wedding reception. The crowd reacted with scattered boos as he offered his congratulations to Mr. Obama and saluted the historical significance of the moment.

“This is a historic election, and I recognize the significance it has for African-Americans and for the special pride that must be theirs tonight,” Mr. McCain said, adding, “We both realize that we have come a long way from the injustices that once stained our nation’s reputation.”

Not only did Mr. Obama capture the presidency, but he led his party to sharp gains in Congress. This puts Democrats in control of the House, the Senate and the White House for the first time since 1995, when Bill Clinton was in office.

The day shimmered with history as voters began lining up before dawn, hours before polls opened, to take part in the culmination of a campaign that over the course of two years commanded an extraordinary amount of attention from the American public.

As the returns became known, and Mr. Obama passed milestone after milestone —Ohio, Florida, Virginia, Pennsylvania, New Hampshire, Iowa and New Mexico — people rolled spontaneously into the streets to celebrate what many described, with perhaps overstated if understandable exhilaration, a new era in a country where just 143 years ago, Mr. Obama, as a black man, could have been owned as a slave.

For Republicans, especially the conservatives who have dominated the party for nearly three decades, the night represented a bitter setback and left them contemplating where they now stand in American politics.

Mr. Obama and his expanded Democratic majority on Capitol Hill now face the task of governing the country through a difficult period: the likelihood of a deep and prolonged recession, and two wars. He took note of those circumstances in a speech that was notable for its sobriety and its absence of the triumphalism that he might understandably have displayed on a night when he won an Electoral College landslide.

“The road ahead will be long, our climb will be steep,” said Mr. Obama, his audience hushed and attentive, with some, including the Rev. Jesse Jackson, wiping tears from their eyes. “We may not get there in one year or even one term, but America, I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there. I promise you, we as a people will get there.” The roster of defeated Republicans included some notable party moderates, like Senator John E. Sununu of New Hampshire and Representative Christopher Shays of Connecticut, and signaled that the Republican conference convening early next year in Washington will be not only smaller but more conservative.

Mr. Obama will come into office after an election in which he laid out a number of clear promises: to cut taxes for most Americans, to get the United States out of Iraq in a fast and orderly fashion, and to expand health care.

In a recognition of the difficult transition he faces, given the economic crisis, Mr. Obama is expected to begin filling White House jobs as early as this week.

Mr. Obama defeated Mr. McCain in Ohio, a central battleground in American politics, despite a huge effort that brought Mr. McCain and his running mate, Gov. Sarah Palin of Alaska, back there repeatedly. Mr. Obama had lost the state decisively to Senator Hillary Rodham Clinton of New York in the Democratic primary.

Into the Wild- The Book!

 

Hello everyone,

Don’t you know what I’m speaking? I’m speaking about the best seller book.  It’s so amazing story about a Backpacker. did you do what McCandless had done ? Look at it:

 

 

“In April 1992, a young man from a well-to-do East Coast family hitchhiked to Alaska and walked alone into the wilderness north of Mt. McKinley. Four months later his decomposed body was found by a party of moose hunters.
    Shortly after the discovery of the corpse, I was asked by the editor of Outside magazine to report on the puzzling circumstances of the boy’s death. His name turned out to be Christopher Johnson McCandless. He’d grown up, I learned, in an affluent suburb of Washington, D.C., where he’d excelled academically and
had been an elite athlete.

Immediately after graduating, with honors, from Emory University in the summer of 1990, McCandless dropped out of sight. He changed his name, gave the entire balance of a twenty-four-thousand-dollar savings account to charity, abandoned his car and most of his possessions, burned all the cash in his wallet. And then he invented a new life for himself, taking up residence at the ragged margin of our society, wandering across North America in search of raw,
transcendent experience. His family had no idea where he was or what had become of him until his remains turned up in Alaska.
  

Working on a tight deadline, I wrote a nine-thousand-word article, which ran in the January 1993 issue of the magazine, but my fascination with McCandless remained long after that issue of Outside was replaced on the newsstands by more current journalistic fare. I was haunted by the particulars of the boy’s starvation and by vague, unsettling parallels between events in his life and those in my own. Unwilling to let McCandless go, I spent more than a year retracing the
convoluted path that led to his death in the Alaska taiga, chasing down details of his peregrinations with an interest that bordered on obsession. In trying to understand McCandless, I inevitably came to reflect on other, larger subjects as well: the grip wilderness has on the American imagination, the allure high-risk activities hold for young men of a certain mind, the complicated, highly charged bond that exists between fathers and sons. The result of this meandering inquiry
is the book now before you.
    I won’t claim to be an impartial biographer. McCandless’s strange tale struck a personal note that made a dispassionate rendering of the tragedy impossible.
Through most of the book, I have tried–and largely succeeded, I think-to minimize my authorial presence. But let the reader be warned: I interrupt McCandless’s story with fragments of a narrative drawn from my own youth. I do so in the hope that my experiences will throw some oblique light on the enigma of Chris McCandless.
    He was an extremely intense young man and possessed a streak of stubborn idealism that did not mesh readily with modern existence. Long captivated by the writing of Leo Tolstoy, McCandless particularly admired how the great novelist had forsaken a life of wealth and privilege to wander among the destitute. In college McCandless began emulating Tolstoy’s asceticism and moral rigor to a degree that first astonished, and then alarmed, those who were close to him.

When the boy headed off into the Alaska bush, he entertained no illusions that he was trekking into a land of milk and honey; peril, adversity, and Tolstoyan renunciation were precisely what he was seeking. And that is what he
found, in abundance.
   For most of the sixteen-week ordeal, nevertheless, McCandless more than held his own. Indeed, were it not for one or two seemingly insignificant blunders, he would have walked out of the woods in August 1992 as anonymously as he had walked into them in April. Instead, his innocent mistakes turned out to be pivotal and irreversible, his name became the stuff of tabloid headlines, and his bewildered family was left clutching the shards of a
fierce and painful love.
   A surprising number of people have been affected by the story of Chris McCandless’s life and death. In the weeks and months following the publication of the article in Outside, it generated more mail than any other article in the magazines history. This correspondence, as one might expect, reflected sharply divergent points of view: Some readers admired the boy immensely for his courage and noble ideals; others fulminated that he was a reckless idiot, a wacko, a narcissist who perished out of arrogance and stupidity–and was undeserving of the considerable media attention he received. My convictions
should be apparent soon enough, but I will leave it to the reader to form his or her own opinion of Chris McCandless.”
   JON KRAKAUER 
   SEATTLE 
   APRIL 1995

 

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So, It’s so interresanting book… If you’d like to buy the movie is named as: “Na natureza selvagem”  [In portuguese language]. Keep on reading this book, You’ll find a link below!

Get Vocabulary with: English Music

Goodbye My Lover

James Blunt

Composition: James Blunt / S. Skarbek

Did I disappoint you or let you down?
Should I be feeling 1-guilty or let the 2-judges frown?
3-’Cause I saw the end before we’d begun,
Yes I saw you were 4-blinded and I knew I had won.
So I took what’s mine by eternal right.
Took your 5-soul out into the night.
and may be over but it won’t stop there,
I am here for you if you’d only care.
6-touched my heart you touched my soul.
you changed my life and 7-all my goals.
And love is blind* and that I knew when,
My heart was blinded by you.
I’ve kissed your lips and held your head.
8-Shared your dreams and shared your bed.
I know you well, I know your smell.
I’ve been 9-addicted to you.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me. (bis)
I am a dreamer but when I wake,
You can’t break my spirit – it’s my dreams you take.
and as move you on, remember me,
Remember us and all we used to be
I’ve seen you cry, I’ve seen you smile.
I’ve watched you sleeping for a while.
I’d be the father of your child.
I’d spend a lifetime with you.
I know your fears and you know mine.
We’ve had our doubts but now we’re fine,
And I love you, I swear that’s true.
I cannot live without you.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.
And I still hold your hand in mine.
In mine when 10-I’m asleep.
And I will bear my soul in time,
When I’m 11-kneeling at your feet.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.
I’m so hollow, baby, I’m so 12-hollow.
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so hollow.

So, did you get all the meaning of this music? keep on reading!

Letter

 

                                                                                                                       March  7, 1993

 

Dear Charles,

I moved into my new apartament this week and I’m very happy. The neighborhood is interesting. It’s only ten minutes by train to the World Trade Center, but it’s quiet and relaxing. There are even trees and flowers.

I have friendly neighbors. The woman upstairs seems really nice. I think she’s a lab technician. The people next door own a coffee shop. It’s right down the Street, so I go there a lot for breakfast.

I really like it here, but a miss all my friends in Vermont, I hope everything is O.K. back there. please write soon.

 

                                                                                          Love,            

                                                                                            Carolyn

 

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Hey, if you want to write an email for me, as a letter, please send it to: cidilan_04@hotmail.com Don’t send me Email without SUBJECT. Thank’s so much. [Write about your City, Starte, Work...] I’ll post it here, [Just a the best one].

Once Upon a time. Creating Stories.

 

Once upon a time there was a beautiful woman, that she likes to sing so much in the bathroom. She feels better when She listens the sound of her voice. But It’s not what people thought about. She Told a little story about her born, and about Childhood.

When I Came in, I song so nice, I guess, but my mom said me that I cried a lot and, in the same time , everyone run out.

She didn’t know what the true was because everyone said to her a lot of lies. A man that was walking in New York city, saw that woman sing, she stoped in a restaurant in front of where she was singing. He saw what no one had  never seen in her, later went back home; everyday he goes at the restaurant, which she is in front of. So he decides to help that girl, her dream is becoming a POP STAR someday.

He speaks with his friend:

-I found a nice girl, she didn’t know who I’m, but I listen her, voice everyday, I think it so beautiful, but everybody didn’t discovery it.

Friends Says:

-Hmm, I know, but what do you want? How can I help?

He speaks:

I’d like you to teach that girl how to sing, but I don’t want to say to her who I’m. You’ll say, that you want to help her. She’ll pay nothing because I’ll pay all that She’ll need.

Friend Says:

Really? are you kidding with me?

He says:

-No, I’m not kidding…I’m really serious. I trust in her talent.

Friend Says:

Ok, I hear something about that girl. I’ll help you.

Passed 5 months, in this short time, she is singing perfectly as an opera singer. In few months he discovered that she is his child.

 

The End.

 

No It’s your once to creat a story. Use an Once Upon a time to creat your own story.

About: Portuguese Language

 

Let’s know a little about, mother’s language from Brazil, and others countries around of the world, that has portugueses as your first language.

Our language borned when portugueses come in to Brazil and started teaching everyone to know Portuguese well, of course, INDIOS didn’t want to turn up your style of life, mainly because the mother language from them were the Tupi-Guarani. So they were forced to learn against your wanted.

However, We can see the portuguese in some contries, like as: Portugal, Africa and etc. It’s the some language, of course, but there’re some differency about pronuciation, diferents slangs, vocabulary.

For Exemple:

ex¹:

there’s a long line to get entrances to the concert in Porto. One portuguese want to get it faster, he tries pass some people, but there is one that turning to him, stoped and said: “Please, back to the end’s line.” It’s something like: “volte para o fim da Bicha” in this case Bicha is meaning like: LINE.

However, if the Portuguese speaks this word here in Brazil, it’s going to be stranger, because Bicha in Brazil, mean: Gay. It could be translated by Volte para o fim da bicha [Bicha];

I wish that this blog, help your want to know Brazil someday!

Vacation: Getting experience

 

It is the time when we can relax. There are a lot of  ways to do it. The person can be at home or travel. However, traveling is a good choise, isn’t it?

So, there are a lot of ways to travel. You can pay more to travel than me. I guess that you’d like to know what I’d do to get it; Are you wanting to know about? Going to the kitchen and drink a cup of wanter, so keep on reading.

Unit 1: Present Simple(I do) and present continuous (I am doing)

 

So, I guess to be interesating to bring some subjects about English Grammar. It’s the reason that I typed it to available it.

Improving English [Some Websites]

 

I’ll available some websites, that is so interesanting for studying, and research about some subject. Theses websites are where I learned a lot, and I’m keep on learning, I want making it clear that you’ll not speak English fluenty in few time, of course that you can, It’s not impossible, but you have to study everyday. If you start your English course, and you stop to study, sorry but you’ll forget easly what you have studied a lot of days. So, studying, to study and study a little bit more. You’ll get your english better easly, If you are studying english, thinking that English is not to your Parents, It’ll be for yourself.

I believe that you started your elementary English Course, and you’re totaly anxiously, and you want to speak fluently in the first classes, and understand some movie that you listen in English in somewhere, It’s a thing that only the hard work will determine if you’ll get it. I was the some, I didn’t get understanding nothing. Frequently, I read  high some texts from the book of english, even I don’t know the meaning and how to speak some words.

So, in some cases will beging to think like it: “What am I doing here?”,  How many time I thought it. when You start to think it again, say for yourself “I’ll invest in future!” . Furure!?! Yes, It is. I never have thought that I won money, what I learned into the classes. So, money is consequence of ourself efforts. Don’t think that Fluency, falling from the sky. You’ll need every effort, to get it.

 

above the are some websites that I use for learning: [I Translated it, from my webblog Es minha Vida].

The Importance of learning new languages

Let’s know the Importance of learning new Languages,  and know some vocabulary. So, enjoy it.

Learning a language is a great way to know more about how things work. Nowdays we can see that everything we need to know is a foreing language, mainly if the foreing language is english.

English language is the most used language, but it isn’t most spoke, the most spoke language is chinese. However, English is a business language.

So, let’s keep on the some train of thought. When we are learning a different language, we can know new cultures, and rediscovery our mother language. We can use methods which we use to study our second one to study your mother’s language.

Learning becomes easier than eventually. When a person is learning a new idiom, some frontiers go down. Why? It’s easy to explain. Because the possibility to meet people in your touristc city is easier, and of course, you really don’t know where, how and when, you may find some natives from other places. It could be into a bus or in the Lacerda elevetor from Salvador City,Right?

Everyone knows that when a brazilian is  in France. frech people don’t want to pay attetion to what brazilians want to say, they press on them to speak like a french guy, they really don’t help anyone.

However brazilians do all the best, to get  what the tourist is speaking, why is it happening? It’s a great topic to ask, we need to keep on being friendly and lovely all the time, let’s persuade the heart of every tourist. 

 

Vocabulary
Nowdays	Hoje em dia
Foreing Language	Língua estrangeira
let’s keep on the some train of thought [BRISTH ENGLISH]	Vamos continuar na mesma linha de pensamento
Frontiers go Down	As fronteiras caem
Press on	Presiona
However[It used to begin senteces]	Mas [ É usado para começar frases]
To Keep on being	Continuar sendo
persuade	Persuadir

 

Let me know, Who are you? Why are you study English? What is your level? Where do you live? let’s  talk about the text on the comments. let’s go!