Brazilian Literature is very rich! Several writers have dedicated or dedicate their lives to the craft of writing and filling the lives of their readers with beauty and poetry. Some of these writers saw in Children's Literature a way to communicate with the little ones, bringing art and the playful universe to those who are just starting out in the world of letters.
In Brazil, names like Tatiana Belinky, Vinicius de Moraes and Ruth Rocha are well known to the public, whether children or adults. Today we'll talk about a writer who is very dear to young people, whose stories cross generations and continue to delight children and teenagers. We are talking about Pedro Bandeira, one of the most famous writers of Children and Youth Literature.
Pedro Bandeira was born in the city of Santos, in the state of São Paulo, on March 9, 1942, and since 1972 he has been writing for children. Early in his career, his stories were published in magazines and sold on newsstands. But in 1983, the story the dinosaur that made woof woof it took on a book format, and from then on, Pedro, who wrote for adults and also presented programs on television, began to dedicate himself exclusively to Children's Literature. The success was so great that Pedro conquered a privileged place, becoming the best-selling author of Children's Literature in Brazil.
By 2012, Pedro Bandeira's books had already reached the mark of twenty-three million copies sold.
For you to know a little more about this important writer of Brazilian Children's Literature, we selected five poems that will make you want to read all of Pedro Bandeira's books! Good reading!
Who am I?
I sometimes don't understand!
people in a way
to talk about everyone
That shouldn't be right.
Then I keep thinking
That this is not okay.
People are who they are,
Or are they what they have?
I wanted with me
Everything was different.
If anyone thought about me,
Know that I am a person.
Talk about what I think,
Remember what I say,
think about what i do
To know why I shut up!
Because I'm not what I wear.
I am the way I am!
I'm not what I have either.
I really am who I am!
my little mistakes
Okay, I confess I was wrong.
I messed up, okay, give me zero!
Reprimand me, punishment, advice.
But I have the right to make mistakes.
All I ask is for you to know
That I need to make mistakes.
If I don't make a mistake once in a while
how am i going to learn
How do you get it right?
Parents, Teachers, Adults
They've also made mistakes at will,
They've already made dirt and smudge.
Or will you say that the rubber
Did it only appear in this generation?
You who made mistakes learned,
Listen to what I have to say:
If even today they make their mistakes,
Only children can't make mistakes?
Agree, I am learning.
Compare my mistakes with yours,
If you've already made your mistakes,
Leave me to mine now!
Identity
sometimes not even me
I know who I am.
sometimes i am
"my darling",
sometimes i am
"naughty brat".
For me
sometimes I'm king,
flying hero,
fighting cowboy,
champion player.
sometimes I'm a flea,
I'm fly too,
that flies and hides
of fear and shame.
Sometimes I'm Hercules,
winning Samson,
steel chest
scorer!
But what does it matter
what do you think of me?
I am who I am,
I'm me,
I'm like this,
I am a boy.
Point of view
I'm small, they tell me,
and I get very angry.
I have to look at everyone
with the chin up.
But if ant spoke
and see me from the ground,
I was going to say, for sure:
- My goodness, how big!
for now i'm small
For now I'm small,
but I will learn to read:
I already know how to read the whole word,
I read up, and down,
and planting banana!
For now I'm small,
one thing i will say,
with certainty and joy:
I know I will never forget
of the beauty of poetry!
By Luana Castro
Graduated in Letters
