R.I.P. Eduardo Campos

Posted in // English, news 20 August 2014

Via Link2Brazil, translation to English by Nancy Vosveld

R.I.P. Eduardo Campos

The tragic accident involving the Cessna 560XL, last week in Santos (on the coast of the state of São Paulo), caused a lot of commotion among Brazilian people, particularly in the political world. Seven people were killed: presidential candidate Eduardo Campos, his counsellor (journalist) Carlos Augusto Ramos Leal Filho, cameraman Marcelo de Oliveira Lyra, campaign manager Pedro Almeida Valadares Neto, photographer Alexandra Severo Gomes da Silva and both pilots.

Capoeira in Angola

Posted in // English, capoeira 09 August 2014

by Tanja te Beek, translation to English by Nora den Oude

Capoeira in Angola

Capoeira wasn’t the reason I went to Angola. I went there to visit friends, and to see the economical growth I had read about with my own eyes. However, now that I found myself in the country known as the cradle of capoeira, I felt I had to attend a training, so I could see if ‘capoeira in Angola’ is the same as ‘capoeira Angola’ (name of a capoeira style).

Women stand firm in Brazilian sports journalism

Posted in // English, news 14 July 2014

By Loeke de Waal, translation to English by Andy Nicastro

Women stand firm in Brazilian sports journalism

For Brazilians football is in their blood. Fanaticism for the sport flows in their veins. That’s apparent from the fact that not only boys, but also girls are completely into it and proudly wear the colors of their team. Even the girls, from a very young age, play football on the beach or in their neighborhood squares and are fully part of sports journalism too.

Jackie Chan, zebras and futebol

Posted in // English, news 04 July 2014

by Katy Sherriff, translation to English by Nora den Oude

Jackie Chan, zebras and futebol

“Your team plays really well.” The mustached doorman of the club where I practice the Brazilian martial art capoeira twice a week, comes down the stairs to open the gate for me. He’s a man of few words, the first months he mumbled hello, and looked at me wonderingly, when I carried my bicycle upstairs. A woman who rides a bicycle even after dark, and throws her bike over her shoulder to carry it upstairs as well. That’s no ordinary thing.

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