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Voltar aos alunos

Os alunos precisam da honestidade de lhes dizermos que não são piores do que ninguém. Nenhuma geração nasce condenada a ser imbecil.

𝖣𝖾𝗏𝗂𝖽𝗈 𝖺̀ 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖺, 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖽𝖾 𝖺 𝗎́𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝗏𝖾𝗓 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗂 𝖺𝗈𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗈𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗀𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖺. 𝖯𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗋𝗂𝖺 𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾, 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗌 𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗋 𝖺 𝖵𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗈𝗌𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗆 𝗈𝗌 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗂 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗆 𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝗎 𝖿𝗎𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗈. 𝖤́ 𝗎𝗆 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾́𝗋𝗂𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝖺́ 𝖽𝖺 𝗀𝖾𝗋𝖺𝖼̧𝖺̃𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗏𝖺𝗂 𝗇𝗈 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖼𝖾𝗂𝗋𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝗈 𝖺𝖽𝗎𝗅𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗈 𝗉𝖾𝗅𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾 𝗏𝗂́𝗋𝗎𝗌. 𝖮 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖺́ 𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗈 𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗃𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝖼𝗎𝗃𝖺 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖺 𝖺𝗏𝖺𝗇𝖼̧𝖺 𝖾𝗆 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗎𝖼̧𝗈𝗌, 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝖺̃𝗈 𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂́𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗌, 𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗌, 𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗂𝖼̧𝗈̃𝖾𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝖽𝖺 𝗎𝗆 𝗍𝖾𝗆 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗌𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗋, 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗋, 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗋?

𝖯𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗂 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾 𝖽𝖾 𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝖠𝗎𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗈́𝗋𝗂𝗈 𝖬𝗎𝗇𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗉𝖺𝗅 𝖽𝖾 𝖵𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗈𝗌𝗈 𝖺̀ 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗆 𝗈𝗌 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝖾 𝖺𝖽𝗆𝗂𝗍𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗂 𝗉𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗈. 𝖧𝖺́ 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝖺̃𝗈 𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝗓𝗂𝖺, 𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗓𝖺𝖽𝗈, 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗁𝗈 𝗉𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗋𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗈𝗌, 𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝗓𝖾𝗋-𝗅𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝖺̃𝗈 𝗅𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗆 𝗌𝗂𝗋𝗏𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗇𝖺𝖽𝖺. 𝖮 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗂𝗋𝗈 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗏𝗂 𝗇𝖺 𝗏𝗂𝖽𝖺 𝖿𝗈𝗂 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝖾𝗍𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗃𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗎 𝗁𝗎𝗆𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗋𝖺 𝗍𝖺̃𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗉𝖺́𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗂 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗎𝖽𝗈 𝖺𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺́𝗋𝗂𝗈. 𝖠𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗍𝖾́ 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗂𝖻𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗌 𝗇𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗌 𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗈𝗌.

𝖮𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗈𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗆 𝖽𝖺 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖽𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝖽𝖾 𝗅𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗓𝖾𝗋𝗆𝗈𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝖺̃𝗈 𝗌𝖺̃𝗈 𝗉𝗂𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾́𝗆. 𝖭𝖾𝗇𝗁𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝗀𝖾𝗋𝖺𝖼̧𝖺̃𝗈 𝗇𝖺𝗌𝖼𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗇𝖺𝖽𝖺 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗆𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗅. 𝖤́ 𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗂𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗉𝖺𝗋-𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝗌 𝗃𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝖬𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗈. 𝖳𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖺̃𝗈 𝗅𝗎𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝖺𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗓𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗆, 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖺, 𝗋𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗈, 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗁𝖺, 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗈𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺. 𝖤 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝗈𝗌 𝗈𝗌 𝗃𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺̃𝗈 𝖺𝗈 𝗉𝖾́ 𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗆 𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝗈́𝗌, 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗁𝗈𝗌, 𝗃𝖺́ 𝗇𝖺̃𝗈 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗉𝖺𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗋. 𝖤́ 𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗋 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖼̧𝖺. 𝖯𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗈, 𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗌 𝗁𝖺́𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗈𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗈𝗌, 𝖾́ 𝗌𝗈́ 𝖼𝗈𝗆 𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖼̧𝖺 𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝖼𝗂́𝗇𝗂𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗌 𝗈𝗅𝗁𝖺𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗈𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝗈𝗌. 𝖤𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗇𝖺̃𝗈 𝗌𝖺̃𝗈 𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗆 𝖽𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗁𝖺. 𝖤𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖺̃𝗈 𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖾 𝖾 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗂𝖽𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝖽𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗎𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗈.

𝖲𝖺̃𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝗂𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗈𝗌 𝖽𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖺. 𝖳𝖺𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗓 𝗌𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗆 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝖺̀ 𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖺, 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗌𝗈𝗌, 𝗆𝖺𝗌 𝗏𝖾𝗃𝗈-𝗈𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝗂́𝗏𝖾𝗂𝗌. 𝖰𝗎𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝖽𝗂𝗓𝖾𝗋, 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗆-𝗆𝖾 𝖺̀ 𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗀𝗎𝖾́𝗆 𝗅𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖺 𝖺𝗅𝗀𝗈, 𝖺𝗅𝗀𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗆 𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗈 𝗈𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝗈 𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗁𝗈. 𝖭𝖺̃𝗈 𝗁𝖺́ 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼̧𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗆 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖽𝗈. 𝖤́ 𝗎𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖽𝗈 𝖺𝗈 𝖾𝗌𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖼̧𝗈, 𝖺̀ 𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺, 𝖺̀ 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗃𝗎𝗋𝖺, 𝖺̀ 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗅𝖽𝖺𝖽𝖾.

𝖮𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗈𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝖵𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗈𝗌𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗆 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗈 𝖾𝗎 𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗂, 𝗆𝖾𝗂𝗈 𝖾𝗆 𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺 𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗆 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗏𝗂𝖼𝖼̧𝖺̃𝗈 𝖽𝖾 𝗏𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗎𝗂𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖺 𝖺𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗅𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖺. 𝖣𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗌, 𝗃𝗎𝗅𝗀𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝗈𝗌 𝖺𝖿𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖺́𝗆𝗈𝗌 𝗎𝗆 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗈 𝗇𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗌 𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗌. 𝖯𝗈𝗋 𝗏𝖾𝗓𝖾𝗌, 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗆𝗈 𝗇𝗈 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗌𝗂𝖺𝗌𝗆𝗈 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖺𝖼𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾 𝖽𝖺 𝗃𝗎𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾, 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗀𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾 𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗍𝖺 𝖾 𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗓 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗆. 𝖤𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗋 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗂𝗑𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗆 𝗆𝗎𝗂𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗈 𝗈𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗈𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝖵𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗈𝗌𝗈. 𝖭𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗈 𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈 𝖿𝗈𝗂 𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖼̧𝗈 𝖽𝖺 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗆𝗂𝗆. 𝖯𝗈𝗋𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝖽𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗅𝗏𝖺𝖼̧𝖺̃𝗈 𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝗈𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗈𝗌 𝗇𝖺̃𝗈 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗁𝖺𝗆 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝖺𝖽𝖺, 𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝗈𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗈𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗁𝖺𝗆 𝖺 𝗅𝗎𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗓 𝖽𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗁𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖼̧𝖺 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗂́𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝖺 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖼̧𝖺 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗋, 𝗇𝖺 𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗈-𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖺, 𝗇𝖺 𝖺𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗓𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗆 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗓𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗌 𝖽𝖺 𝗍𝖺̃𝗈 𝗏𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖺 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝖼̧𝖺̃𝗈 𝖽𝖺 𝗏𝗂𝖽𝖺. 𝖤 𝗈𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖺̃𝗈 𝗈𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌. 𝖢𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖼̧𝖺𝗆 𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝖺 𝗇𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖺 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾 𝖼𝗂𝖾̂𝗇𝖼𝗂𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈𝖺𝗅.

* Professor, escritor.

IN "NOTÍCIAS MAGAZINE" 29/03/22 .