There is a voice in the silence.



Yesterday I went through a challenging night, I dreamed I had connection problems and should write.



I felt very agitated. spoke no English, had hours I could understand the connection time and who spoke English, sometimes without communication like nothing heard.



Upon waking I thought my biggest challenge I already know. I know I'm being supported,, I told everyone about it.



I thought of the women who have no voice because they are physically deaf. I understand that the process of conversation WordPulse should listen to them one day.



There are deaf women participating in our network?



I also thought the people are illiterate and have expectations similar to mine, wanting to talk and not knowing how. How literacy limited to communication and autonomy of a being.



I remembered my father and how smart he was . His greatest desire was to read and write, as well as my desire to listen and read in English knowing that everyone is together. My wish is a reality.



I know I'm taking this chance now.



I did not realize that the technological barriers were interfering in my first live contact. I'm paralyzed and this lack of communication haunts me.



A truck crashed into an outside telephone network. In my neighborhood no one is online



I go to a LanHouse?But today is holiday. November 15, Day of Proclamation of my country what to do?



I feel tied. Rants, cry, complain all in Portuguese by a worldwide cause. I need a voice.



I continue with my heart racing and I think no line can not even connect to the phone, I have my cell phone and call.



I call the phone, the connection is a fund that makes the music, hard to see the minutes silence or virtual assistants. I take and test the microphone, ask for help with the threads of my line and nothing.
Where is the Internet?



After time I can have a clerk on the other side connecting the cell phone records that my connection and my complaint about the lack of internet and commitment from 13:00 hours to WordPulse, a protocol request, I know that my order was recorded and I may ask to document this fact.



Feelings of loss of time around me. I try to be proactive.
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Already in possession of the Protocol under paragraph 200111147868272 - Hi total bill - Clerk Camila - are 11:30, I hear my children talking to a gentleman who is working on the pole, is the gentleman gave a telephone within 40 minutes for repair the line is done, the different information that Camila attendant despite my explanations and its reference as to the urgency of the return line, made a calculation of at least 24 hours and a maximum of 48 hours.



I see that the greatest challenges are not foreign to us in this is not measured and are subject to having to find our way.



The time now is 13:17 and I'm hoping this text serves as a reflection of minutes prior to the movement that will change my life and my community.



The time now is 13:17 and I'm still waiting. That this text serves as a reflection minutes before the movement that will change my life and my community.



Do not want to scream! I need to have a voice and a voice is to be aware that communication is the greater energy which can change the history of people in the world.



Respect the power of silence but a line does not drown out my voice and not the other.



What I learned from this challenge? I trust my intuition to sleep and I know that tomorrow I'll have another chance.

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