Turning the page

Leo Cunha and Tino Freitas

Illustrations Caco Galhardo and Leonardo Yorka

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Leo Cunha and Tino Freitas

Illustrations Caco Galhardo and Leonardo Yorka

Lisandro Marília Eugênio Dinho Serena Maria Emílio

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Láion Florbela Sig Rian

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The authors The illustrators

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Lisandro

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hen Lisandro went to brush his teeth after dinner, he saw his dad shaving in front of the mirror. While he waited for his turn, he felt a wish to do the same thing. As soon as he went into the bathroom, he put shaving cream on his face, and shaved everything off with a razor. The next day, he woke up feeling something hairy scraping his face. When he passed his hand over, he realized it was a moustache. He went to school feeling happy; at last he would be the man in the gang. At home, dad liked what he saw in his, and his older brother tried to shave once a week, even though no hair would grow on his face.

Days later, his mom was the first to notice that Lisandro’s hair fell as his moustache became bigger. Suddenly, the boy was bald, had a moustache and a new tic: he would twist the ends of his moustache. He did this mainly when he was eating soup or pasta with Bolognese sauce, but also when he was talking about a serious matter- things that people with moustaches do, though he still had the high voice of a child.

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One night, annoyed with it all, Lisandro shaved his moustache, but the following day a another one had grown already, and it was so much bigger than the previous one that its tips touched the ground, forcing the boy to have to braid them.

His friends starting calling him Rapunzel. Some even used his moustache to skip rope! Lisandro, feeling annoyed, only dreamed of having a beard… but no other hair would grow on his face besides those in his moustache.

Whoever looked at Lisandro saw a sad and mysterious boy: bald, with a moustache, no beard and a high voice, until his friends produced a video showing his big moustache and what you could do with it. It went viral!

The boy became famous, but this life of a star also annoyed him. He wanted to go to the movies without calling attention to himself and he also dreamed of kissing a girl from another class, but he was scared of what it would be like with such a big moustache getting in the way. He needed to do something to change this situation. That is when he decided to turn the page and…

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Marília

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arília was crushed when her parents got divorced. She loved her father, she adored her mom and she couldn’t imagine her life without both of them together. The trip s to the beach, Sunday breakfast at the bakery, birthday parties, Christmas with the family, nothing would be the same again.

However, over the first days after the divorce, Marília did not find it all that difficult. She went to school with her dad, she came back with her mom. She had lunch with her mom, she had dinner with her dad. One weekend with him, another one with her. Life was getting back to normal/’adjusting.

The problem started when her parents decided to divide everything they had in half. They started with the books: half would go to her father, and the other half, to her mother. There were 201 books on the shelves, and each one chose 100. Everything was happening in a civilized manner, until they got to the last book: a 600-page brick of a book called War and Peace.

Both wanted to have the book. Her father pulled from one side, her mother from the other. Pull here, pull there and… rrrrrrrrip!

The book was split in two.

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Marília gave out a little freaked out scream and even found it a bit funny, but her parents didn’t find it funny at all...

When the saw the book had ripped, fury flooded their veins and both of them went radical.

— Oh, so that’s how it is? — screamed her dad, picking up a pile of old records. He stuck his knee in the middle of the vinyl and broke the record in two.

Her mother wasted no time: she stepped on the edge of a record with her stiletto heel and broke it in half. Soon after, there was not a single whole record left in the house.

Her father left pounding with his feet and came back with a bread knife in hand. He sliced the curtains. Her mother, holding a knife, cut through sheets, pillowcases, bedspreads and blankets.

Marília wasn’t laughing anymore, she retreated back into the corner of the living room, trying to imagine what would happen to her. Would she keep on being Marília after all this, or would she also be divided up: Mari on one side, Ilia on the other? Before somebody grabbed a saw, she didn’t think twice: she decided to turn the page and…

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