What is love? Is it the culmination of shared great moments, or the destined path that leads two people to become strangers? Does the concept of Love transcend romantic relationships?

Join us on a journey as people navigate the quest to uncover the answer. We hope you enjoy it.

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She parks her car in front of a small grocery store near the apartment she used to live. The store is about a hundred meters from the building. She couldn't find any parking spots in front of it.

Gets out of the car, walks towards the entrance. She got a call the day before saying there was some mail misdelievered to that address. She presses the buzzer and waits for the super to come out. 

He needed to pick up his dog at the doggy daycare and buy some fruit at the store. This particular store was pet friendly, so that was the place. He picks out his fruit, pays for It and walks out. Looks to the right, recognizes the car but thinks "it's too well taken care of". Shakes his head and turns left, his dog hadn't pooped yet, so he would have to walk a couple more blocks before going home. Fact: he should have turned right. 

That street brought back some memories, but he was used to them. 

As they (him and the dog) were walking past a certain building, he sees. And there she was.

"Fuck!" He thinks. 

She sees them too. Dog goes bananas, after all that's his mom. Female super comes out of the building, hands over her mail and goes back in. She kneels down to hug him (the dog) and is happy to see him. She looks as beautiful as always. "Shit!" He thinks "I'm not even in my best outfit"

She stands up, greets him with a half-ass kiss on the cheek and goes "How are you? Are you good?"

"I'm good." He says. Looks away. She kneels down again to say good bye to the dog. The end.

Who's to say... That same building five years ago was where it all started. How crazy is it to bump into each other at that starting point, but not as lovers, as strangers.

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"The mood swings kept getting worse and worse and so did the lack of affection. As he grew up and started becoming a man, she grew to resent him. The reasons for the resentment were many. The world had been too harsh on her. The world of Men. She had been taken advantage of too many times, sacrificed too much of herself and her life. Only to have the constant feeling that she amounted to nothing. Got pregnant young, didn’t have a chance to finish college and had to get a job to support two kids: the one growing in her belly and the one who put it there. At times she wondered “Where has it all gone wrong?” that sentence, that creeping feeling haunted her very often. To think that she had all the opportunities anyone could have wanted. She went to good schools, traveled abroad, learned languages, and… fell in love. In her mind, that had been the worst mistake of all. "

It was a dark and stormy night. The loud noise of the water beating down on the ceiling tiles was calming, and at the same time, nerve-wracking. It had been raining for 5 days straight. The sound of thunder disguised her sobbing. She could hear the rain through the boarded-up window. Screaming was useless and she had no energy left, her throat was sore from all the crying and moaning. She hadn't eaten for almost a day and a half...

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Esse episódio dá dicas sobre como se expressar sobre o passado, presente e futuro. Situação muito comumente vivida por pessoas de Tech nas reuniões diárias para falar sobre o andamento do projeto. 

Todos nós temos rotinas corridas hoje em dia e arranjar um tempo para estudar pode ser difícil. Mas o que precisa ser levado em consideração aqui é a qualidade do estudo, não a quantidade. Como assim?

A maioria dos alunos se exige estudar uma ou duas horas por dia pelo menos, se não não consideram um estudo proveitoso. Se aquela meta de uma hora por dia for alcançada, ótimo! Mas vamos admitir que nem sempre é tão fácil manter esse hábito. E então, o que pode ser feito? Qualidade, não quantidade. Começar com uma meta diária de 15 minutos. 15 minutos? Sim, neste tempo é possível produzir bastante. O que pode ser feito?

Para finalizar, estudar é necessário, mas quando existe a pressão da quantidade de tempo, só aumenta o sentimento de culpa e frustração. O ideal é começar com um ritmo leve e ir pegando gosto, até que, finalmente, estudar 1 hora por dia não seja tão pesado!

1. Ouça uma música em Inglês acompanhando a letra.

2. Assista a 1 TED talk por dia (Qualquer assunto)

3. Ler um trecho de livro pelo navegador com a função leitura.

4. Assistir a um episódio de um seriado de comédia. (15-20 min)

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Neste episódio, falamos um pouco sobre os motivos pelos quais pessoas sentem insegurança ao praticar Inglês e falamos porque que

There was once a shapeless form.

The shapeless form starts walking the curvy road of life and as it’s walking, it starts to get molded. It had a goal in mind that it wanted to achieve. As it walked by, the Forging anchors tried to make it into a shape it didn’t want for itself. It was very hard, though, to show resistance as there were forging anchors everywhere it looked. Each attempt to duck from the hammer swings just put it right there within reach of another one. Leading to a couple of molding strokes to its now not so shapeless body. The more it tried to escape, the more it wasted time. So, it decided to stop. Realizing that now it had acquired a form that it had never visualized for itself, it just couldn’t understand the storm of feelings that it was feeling.

Discontent, disappointment, anger, fear, feeling lost

As it stood there, the anchors gathered around it and proceeded to try to shape it to the “Ideal" format. At that moment of non-stop hammer strokes, it just let go of the hope of ever getting to the shape it had envisioned for itself. It thought about how much easier it would be to just accept the shape the anchors were trying to give it. It also remembered that the “ideal" shape they were trying to mold it into would for sure fit somewhere, after all, it was a mold.

It closed its eyes for a moment while it tried to digest the idea of having to accept something that was being imposed. Even if it “made sense” to accept this shape and to know that it would be accepted somewhere, the shape couldn’t stop thinking about what it had envisioned for itself.

It was a fire that came from the inside and hurt when it burned. It hurt because it came from a dream. It was the fire of being, that just couldn’t bear the stroke of the hammers. At this very moment, the shape had an epiphany. The anchors had also been molded themselves and they had accepted it. They were not to blame for the fact that they try to mold shapes into the “ideal" form because it's all that they know and something different would threaten their existence.

A sudden change in perspective. The anchors didn’t seem so oppressing and scary anymore, all of a sudden, the shape started seeing them as tired and worn-out tools, rusty due to the time exposure, robotic, and insecure as if they didn’t even believe 100% in what they were doing.

Hammer strokes lost all strength, the shape understood that the anchors were projecting something that had been imposed to them, and, from that moment on, the fire inside the shape expanded greatly. The clarity of this conclusion provided a feeling that annulled all the others: FREEDOM.

The shape understood that, despite the fact that it wasn’t where it wanted to be OR that it still hadn’t achieved the shape it wanted it was just a matter of time and that definitive molds didn’t exist, we could take the molds that we’ve been given and use them to get where we want to be.

It reopened its eyes, the anchors stopped mid-stroke all scared of the bright light that came from the eyes of the shape. Such an intensely bright light expanded and eventually exploded and became a shining bubble surrounding the shape.

It was right then and there that the shape understood, in a glorifying and liberating moment, what it was like to have hope again.

"David and Emma looked at each other across the table. The young couple were happy: the food was delicious, the light from the candles was soft and the music was perfect.

David looked at Emma's beautiful smile. All the pain of his last break-up disappeared. All his doubts and fears about love had gone. His hand reached out and touched hers.

'I want to ask you something.' David searched her eyes. Could she guess what was coming?

Her smile made him feel brave. She held his hand. 'Don't worry. Whatever it is, I'll probably say yes!'

He felt so excited. He was about to ask the most important question of his life..."

Nesse episódio narramos a história curta "True Beauty", um conto sobre os filtros nas nossas vidas virtuais. 

Esse episódio também está no nosso Canal do YouTube e lá vamos disponibilizar o link da British Council com atividades para praticar.

2021 chegando ao FIM! Neste episódio, contamos um pouco sobre as novidades que vem por aí! Muita coisa boa! Alguns brindes também!