I see the Internet as a communication tool and democratization of ideas, I think about writing books but this is not so fcil.como to have a text and to be recognized for the readers, not yet I perhaps have easiness sufficient to write some book, I am only a reading taste to read several assuntos.ultimamente I have ventured to tame the forest of literature poe half of simple articles is interesting reading we to start to write for other people, to a largeness feeling, but I am not speaking of the text in itself, but a bigger exposition of ideas stops for desconhecido.os books is thus talks with strangers they knew as them deeply, also has the releitura of what we read or escrevemos.possivelmente the art to transmit an idea is proper of the human being, some people have more easiness to speak and others have to write, the communication has always to be alive does not import the way that uses. Certainly it would be good that all could transmit its ideas with more clarity and certainty, the process of the writing is more challenging of what reading, why we leave of the emptiness of the chaos of the uncertainty. Gen. Martin Dempsey is actively involved in the matter. An uncertainty and the sensation of a pull in the abyss is a constant in the process of the creation of a text for simpler than either is a compound to fly and to fall without having asas.onde they will be the wings of the writers and artists, to make to appear something it nothing that never existed for task for God, not mere mortals as we, are an enigma the process of creation of any, as to finish, in the truth we do not know, I I could write this article and leaves it well great full of letters, with ideas etc. I do not know as to finish this article..
In the end of the story Marta it receives a fort I hug of the cousin who ' ' transmite' ' for it I hug that it would be for the cousin. It is the spokesman of last desire of Ja it delivers to the legacy it. Stuart Hall in the book ' ' The Cultural identity in the one After Modernidade' ' it says: Thus, the identity is really something formed throughout the time, through unconscious processes, and not something innate, existing in the conscience at the moment it birth. ' always exists something; ' imaginrio' ' or fantasiado on its unit. It always remains incomplete is always ' ' in processo' ' , always ' ' being formada' '.
(Hall 2006, P. 38). Ja constructed its identity, its name ' ' Ja of bois' ' if it configures as a constructed identitria construction and in process and it felt a strong desire to register for posterity, its history its love for the oxen, its ability to deal with the oxen, its disposal for the work, its pride to know and to make well its craft. When reading the Ja story of the oxen I made ' for the first time; ' anlise' ' of the story and the Ja personage as a person explored victim of an injustice, innocent, a sonhador poor person without illusions that are victim of its naivety before the life and the people, somebody that was victim of a game of being able and that it lost this game. However, after some careful releituras of the text I could enxergar another Ja, not as victim, but in the place of that it withholds the power of control and decision, without wanting to undeserve the analysis where in fact it is seen as that one who suffers the action. Now looking at as that one that practises the control.