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Teresa Vale

The girl who loved books

In Other StoriesTags books, emptiness, grandmother, hope, little girl, old lady, Parkinson's disease, womanPublish Date3 December, 2021

  Once upon a time, in another life, there was a little girl who loved books.   At four she read the newspapers headlines, as if she were in a hurry to learn how to read, so that she could learn all the stories in all the books in the world. On Sundays, when her father was home, he would sit her on his lap and she would show him her progress, and he would unfailingly kiss the top of …

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The end of summer

In PersonalTags autumn, beach, friends, hope, houses, pine forest, running, sea, summer, sun, terraces, walkingPublish Date6 October, 2020

  I have taken up running of late and I run on the streets that cross the pine forest. There are many villas there, on each side of each street, but as I run deeper into the forest there are more trees and less houses. It’s quiet, but there is always someone there, either running like me, or walking the dogs; or simply a car passing by.   At daytime it’s pleasant to run or simply walk there, the smell …

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The fall

In ImpressionsTags Café de la Paix, Chris Antone, civilization, hope, kir Royale, pandemic, Paris, riots, The Fall, Vicilization, yellow vestsPublish Date4 July, 2020

  A divine being once said it would be a curse for humans to be able to predict their future, and in fact we cannot. But some people make such accurate predictions that I wonder if that curse has not befallen them. It is the case of Chris Antone, the author of Vicilization: The Fall, a book first published (in French) in 2011 that amazingly predicted the gilet jaune (yellow vest) riots, that took place several years later with an …

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If only I could

In FamilyTags crutches, dreams, heart, heartache, hope, love. light, mother, pain, sorrow, Spring, wordsPublish Date15 February, 2020

If only I could bear the weight of your pain upon my shoulders, If only it could be me wearing those crutches whose metallic sound on the floor has become so hard to bear. If only I could rip the heartache out of your chest and bring it into mine, Knowing your heart would henceforth be beating peacefully and joyfully. If only I could wipe away the infinite sorrow from your beautiful blue eyes, Whose bewildered look breaks my own …

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I was born in Mozambique in the sixties but have lived in Lisbon , Portugal, with my family, for most of my life.

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