DESENFERUJANDO O INGLÊS

Prezados e prezadas, essa semana me transferi de setor na empresa. Dessa vez será necessário me valer de meus dotes lingüísticos. Nosso Projeto demanda a aquisição de equipamentos no exterior e não quero perder a oportunidade de uma eventual viagem. Dessa forma, vou postar em inglês a fim de iniciar um processo (doloroso por sinal) de resgate do idioma.

Sejam pacientes com meus erros.

I was in New York on vacation. It was winter, a very beautiful afternoon. Snow was falling and coloring on the streets and sidewalks. I was returning from the Natural History Museum on my way to the hotel by bus when I heard the following dialogue:

DRIVER - Sir, may you please sit.

MAN – Sir, don’t worry, I’m ok.

DRIVER – I can’t continue the trip if you and your friends remain standing.

MAN - Hey man! I already sad that we are ok. Please do your job and go on!

DRIVER – Mister, is it hard to understand? I can’t go if you don’t sit. Please don’t make me call the police.

MAN – Mister, in my country we have buses more than here and not so secured. Then we’re use to these circumstances. Please don’t worry, be happy.

DRIVER (nervous) – Sir, here in United States we have rules and they exist to be done. One of them says that the passengers must remain seated wile the bus is moving. I guess you’re a passengers, and as so, you should seated. If you don’t, I’ll have to call the police.

MAN – Don’t do that! We know that you have rules, but we're tourists so you can make an exception and leave us standing to see the view better.

DRIVER (more nervous) – Sir, I know that you’re tourists and I really like tourists but you must understand that we have rules…

WOMAN – Honey, stop it. We’re in New York, if someone recognizes us will be a shame.

MAN – What kind of rules don't respect the wishes of tourists? We, as tourists have rights! So live us and go do your job.

DRIVER (more nervous than before) – These are the rules we have and we should obey. Please be quiet and do what I say, If you insist I’ll call the police.

The group began to discuss trying to dissuade the man to stop with that scene. But no use. He insisted on continuing the confusion.

The driver had to call the police.

Only then the man decided to attend the driver.

The confusion was over and we were already in motion.


That was when, quietly, I asked where they were.


MAN - From Brazil!

I lowered my head and kept looking out the window ashamed.