My Portuguese Roots Reappearing

I spent six years as a child from the age of two to the age of eight growing up first in Rio de Janeiro ( the city proper then Gavia at the edge on a hillside with the jungle just above and the city below ) ; and then in Brasilia as they were building it. I loved this period of my life. I'm happy to go back to it in any ways, mostly small, that I can. I've been recently reading the words and poems I've found. I spoke Portuguese fluently as a child : I probably spoke it better than English at one point. I need to get a Portuguese/ English dictionary so that I can start to better understand what I am reading. I'm also listening now to the music of Maria Rita ( " Agora So FaltaVoce ", " Nao Vale A Pena " , " Dos Gardenias " , " Cara Valente ", " Menina Da Lua ". I'm enjoying just listening to Maria sing and hearing the words again. I'm hoping that somehow all this will help to jar my memory and bring some of the meaning back.

This is a great track to be on and I don't think that it's a coincidence that this is all happening to me now. I have something to do with it, too. Some is chance and coincidence I admit but my desire to explore all this in more detail is all me. I'm thrilled to find and read people's descriptions of themselves like this Brasilian woman : " Nao tenho Perfil. Sou Inteira. Tento Corpo, Alma, Paixao, Tesao. Amor, Sensualidade, SExualidade ... Persigo a Felicidade e busco viver momentos inesqueciveis... ". I do understand some of the words : at least half and I must now begin to understand the other so that I may piece it all together as much as possible. I love languages and that's the one thing that I'm more than willing to go back to school for. With the understanding of another's language you can really communicate and reach a higher plain of communication. Your experience on every level is enhanced being able to understand and speak another's language. I've got so much to do and yet I feel so much better knowing that I am at least each and everyday doing some, bit by bit, one thing connecting to another and then to the next ... TONY