Nem todas as árvores morrem de pé by Luisa Sobral
The world looks big and vague, we know we have barriers between one another, the barriers can be language, distance and even an ocean. Barriers can be visual or not. To grow up isolated from what the actual meaning of freedom is, when it’s given, it can be so confusing that even a simple decision of interests can be conflicted. This book by Luisa Sobral made me think on how the perspective of one, can change so many times due to the new information that little by little construct a pyramid of knowledge, now the big question is which steps are true and which steps are disguised as truth. Innocence of a child is a beautiful thing. The world seems brighter and the ones that care for us seem like the most wonderful people we have ever met. We as children joke and wish for time to be faster so we can be seated at the same level as our supposed heroes but when we reach that line, it’s not quite what we were expecting. We wanted to have the tough conversations with our parents, to rev...