Nobleness E-Book

Reginaldo Alves

• Herausgeber: Editora Dialética
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 100

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

Esta é a história de um professor universitário americano que decide voltar para o seu país. Seu objetivo é modificar a estrutura educacional de um país pobre, que ele deixou aos 18 anos, após acontecimentos trágicos em sua vida. Em sua jornada, ele descobre suas surpreendentes origens e tem os seus valores testados. Seu presente se mistura com o seu passado de forma constante. Os personagens dessa história, com diferentes idades e realidades, se identificam com muitos de nós pelos seus conflitos e características pessoais. Esta obra contribui para algumas reflexões necessárias sobre objetivos de vida e valores, nos levando à seguinte reflexão: "Quem somos nós?" That is the story of an American university professor who decides to return to his country. His objective is to change the educational structure of his poor country, which he left at the age of 18, after tragic events in his life. On his journey, he discovers his surprising origins and has his values tested. His present mixes with his past constantly. The characters in this story, with different ages and realities, resemble many of us because of their conflicts and personal characteristics. This work contributes to some necessary reflections on life goals and values, leading us to the following reflection: "Who are we?"

Leseprobe

For my beloved parents. They showed me the books.

For my brother, Carlinhos, and my little sister, Jaqueline, who left us so young.

For my wife, Sandra, and my son, Raphael. My gifts from God.

CONTENTS

Capa

Folha de Rosto

Créditos

ONE Saying Goodbye

TWO Memories

THREE The President

FOUR Shocking Revelations

FIVE A Mysterious Man

SIX Building a New Country

SEVEN The Bluebird

EIGHT Some Years Later

Landmarks

cover

titlepage

copyright-page

Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE Saying Goodbye

“A good teacher is someone that teaches not only with words, but the one who teaches with his actions and with his heart”, said Professor Aldo, or just Mr. Aldo, during one of our classes. As you all know, he prefers to be called this way and, today, we are here to honor him.

“Dear Professor”, said the student, looking first to the auditory and then, to him, “you were, undoubtedly, the most influential person during our journey at this university. Someone who made us rethink, through your words and actions, about our real place in this world, and the importance of the way we live here.

We admire you, deeply!

We like you so much!

Thanks for everything!”

Everybody in the auditory stood up and started to clap. It took some minutes but, for professor Aldo, it seemed like hours. During this special moment, he thought about all the years he spent at that place. First, as a student, and, then, as a professor.

“Thank you”, said Mr. Aldo. “You that I always called my colleagues instead of my students. This represents everything to me as a professor in this ‘temple of knowledge’.”

He laughed, discretely.

“What do we really know?

We have many doctors here. Men and women that spent their lives, as I did, studying some subjects, specifically. But, differently from what some of you think, I don’t believe that there are academic ‘semi-gods’ or even ‘gods.’

People that came down to the Earth to be professors.”

Again, a slight smile could be seen on his face.

“When I think of my Creator, I bow my head down because, some years ago, I realized that I knew absolutely nothing compared with the unknown and infinite amount of knowledge that the size of the universe represents!

There is a Super Gifted Mind behind this world project.

When I understood it, my life as a professor changed completely, my dear friends.

I must treat everyone as a special gift from heaven, and that’s one of the most important lessons I hope you have learned during our meetings over the years.

You have just finished this long but rewarding journey today, and you have, I do mean it, definitely, taught me a lot!

All I have to say is thank you for allowing me to get into your lives.

Go!

Be good professionals and, above all, be good human beings!

Thanks again!”

Once more, the auditory stood up and clapped. This time, it was longer and stronger.

The following day, Mr. Aldo was walking in the big, beautiful university garden when Professor Jane approached and started to talk to him, almost breathlessly.

“Mr. Aldo! Mr. Aldo! Good morning, Mr. Aldo!

I heard you will leave our university. You are one of our best language professors, and you are not old enough to retire. Did anyone invite you to teach at Harvard, Columbia, or Cambridge?

Is that the reason why you are leaving us?”

Mr. Aldo didn’t say anything. He just laughed.

“I know!

That’s it, isn’t it?

You…”

Professor Aldo interrupted her, raising his hand.

“Oh, my God!

I understand, dear Jane, the reason why you chose to teach literature.”

He laughed out loud.

“You simply cannot stop speaking!

You are the same young girl I met some decades ago, however, what seems to be impossible, with much more passion for the words, and less passion to appreciate the pauses, and the silence.

Are your students allowed to speak during your classes?”

He couldn’t stop laughing.

“Come on!

Could you please stop mocking me, Mr. Aldo?

You are so cruel!

Well, to tell you the truth, you are right! Completely right!”

She laughed.

“It seems that there are so many words on this big planet but not enough time to produce all the sentences that are in my thoughts.

If there is something that really touches me, then I go completely crazy.”

Professor Jane stopped as she realized that Mr. Aldo hadn’t answered her question.

“Mr. Aldo, you are so smart!

You let me speak, and didn’t answer my question.

Oh, come on! End this mystery or I will die in front of you!

A much, much, much better salary?

Better, much better opportunities to write a new best seller?”

Mr. Aldo had won many international prizes for writing about poetry in the Old Testament, and some fiction books on king David and king Solomon’s reigns, subjects that attracted him deeply due to his Christian background.

“What is it?

A new trilogy, with all those prizes?

What is it, then?

Waiting!

Please! Please! Please! Please!”

Professor Aldo stopped walking and looked at the twin mountains located some miles far from the Campus. Both of them were covered with snow. Mysterious places which took the lives of some courageous, brave men who never came back from their dangerous and fatal challenges.

Still staring at the twin mountains, he answered Professor Jane:

“Jane, my dear colleague, I am going back to my country.”

Finally, a rare moment of silence and a deserved relief for Mr. Aldo’s ears followed this information, but not for a long time.

“But…

You…

You…

You what?

Are you crazy?

Have you lost your mind, completely?

What will you do there?

How can…”

Jane stopped as she received no answer. She raised her head and noticed that Mr. Aldo was still looking at the mountains.

“Mr. Aldo! Are you with me?”

Mr. Aldo, still in silence, moved suddenly, as he saw some birds flying near them. It seemed that someone had turned on the sound, bringing him back to the world of Jane’s words again.

The enormous number of words that flowed from Professor Jane’s mouth - so many that seemed to flow like waters from a heavy waterfall – wasn’t, simply, heard by Professor Aldo. He seemed to be many miles away, to be far from that place.

“Are there any universities in your country?

At least good colleges?

Or high schools?”

She laughed ironically and raised her eyebrows showing a doubtful face.

“If so, I think they can’t pay you an acceptable salary! Even an unacceptable one!”

She looked down and shook her head showing her doubts again.

“I can see that you are getting into trouble, my dear Professor.”

Mr. Aldo, patiently, heard her, as if he were a statue, without showing any reaction to all those questions and remarks.

“They can offer you absolutely nothing!

You will work as a volunteer, definitely.

So, tell me, please, what happened?

Why are you taking such a crazy, unforgivable, and irrational decision?

You can go anywhere you want in this country or to any other excellent university in an acceptable and reasonable place to live.

Go to England, France, Italy or…

I mean, First, you know, the First World!

Not…”

She stopped, immediately, as Professor Aldo turned abruptly. This time, looking straight into her eyes. It was scary for her!

Then, he bowed his head, looked around, and turned his mysterious eyes to the mountains again, the place that seemed to keep his secrets, his thoughts. The place that seemed to talk to him, silently.

The twin mountains were the best friends he had ever had when he wanted to take his most important decisions. Friends that were good at hearing.

Mr. Aldo, then, decided to explain his decision to leave to Professor Jane.

“Dear Jane.

Jane, my dear.

It is time for the old eagle to visit distant lands.

Now, I feel like an eagle looking forward to flying away. To leave the old territory behind.

It’s time to fly to my friends. People that I even do not know who they are.

Time to look for them, to give them a hand, and to feel alive, before time is over. Before the game of life is over.

My country gave me my life, and I have not offered anything back to it, up to now, up to now.”

He said that looking to the sky and taking a deep breath.

“It is a beautiful place, full of beaches, virgin forests, and endless lakes. Probably, the most beautiful sights in the world are there.

As a language teacher, my dear Professor Jane, I want to change the lives of many children, teens, and even adults, teaching them to learn how to read beyond the words and sentences. To read the real world as it is. To see behind the political curtains.

I decided to teach them to read society. To read their leaders’ real intentions and to see how powerful we are when we stand together as one.

The question is, my dear: will the owners of my country, or any country, allow any teacher to teach like that?

The owners of minds and souls.

Will they allow me to do it or not?

Well, I don’t know.

I hope so!

Anyway, what an education that doesn’t change anything is worth?”

He laughed slightly.

“There is life pulsing everywhere in this little house of ours, and the most brilliant minds are not here, or at Harvard, Columbia or Cambridge. They are in the most unbelievable places in this world, and the only way we can get to know them is by leaving these walls behind us. To get out of these ‘boxes of excellence’.”

Mr. Aldo looked around the Campus before pronouncing his last words.

“It would be comfortable for me to remain here.”

He stared at the main building.

“It would be, on the other hand, uncomfortable not to leave.”

Professor Aldo turned to Jane, took another deep breath, and said, turning to the twin mountains once more, now, shining brightly because of the sun’s rays:

Out there,

where our eyes can’t reach, can’t see.

Yes, out there,

we will find minds, brains that knowledge will improve,

who will improve what we know,

to make this world a much better place to live.

Not here my dear.

No, definitely not.

Out there, my dear friend.

Out there.”

“How deep, beautiful and touching!

It is a poem!

Who wrote it?

Where did you take it from?

And how is it called?”

Professor Aldo turned to Jane, and laughed, shaking his head as Professor Jane, he thought, always had a lot of questions stored in her incomprehensible brain.

That was one of the reasons why they became very good friends, as Professor Aldo was not a talkative person.

Listening to Jane always amused him.

“You could call it ‘Brilliant Lost and Hidden Minds’, or something like this. And the author is…”

He laughed again.

“Let’s say that this is the result of my reflections over the years. Deep thoughts about the most skillful minds of this world.”

“Ok.

You’re going away.

In sum, you are, definitely, out of your mind.”

She took a deep breath.

“Well, we are professors, anyway.

Professors are crazy, strange, and unreadable human beings.

When we think things will remain the same…”

She laughed.

“You are crazy!

I’m crazy!

We all are crazy and strange, very strange people!”

She laughed again.

“Is there anyone in this world who can explain us?

How can we explain a person who tries to teach something to someone?

Who deals with this word called ‘education’?

Education is important. Everyone talks about it. But, what about teachers, professors?

Lonely knights, lonely hearts, that fight to enlighten the minds of people that will pass, as fast as lightning, through their lives.

Faces they will never see again.

They have a short time in existence to try to influence their lives forever.

So, education is very important to every society, but teachers, professors…”

“Good and profound considerations, my dear Jane.”

“Thanks, but I simply can’t follow your thoughts.”