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Centenary Paulo Freire is more alive than a crab in the tin of history

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Chosen as the most illustrious target of the cultural war of pocketnarismo, the Pernambuco native Paulo Freire (1921-1997) reaches 100 years more alive than ever, resistant and stubborn like a crab hitting the pedagogical tin of history.

The goal outlined by Olavo de Carvalho, guru of the President of the Republic, would be to banish São Paulo’s thought from the Brazilian educational environment. Despite the planned damage by the government to have weakened the public universities – the area of ​​the “disorder” -, the centenary of the master relighted the illuminist lamp with celebrations and conferences about the author of Pedagogy of the Oppressed in every state in the country.

Early in his tenure, Bolsonaro called Freire an “energy man” and promised to replace him as patron of education in Brazil. Some bullet bench projects were presented to Congress with this goal. Nothing went further. “Bolsonaro didn’t have Paulo killed because he’s already dead,” says professor and doctor in education Ana Maria Araújo Freire, 88, the educator’s widow. Nita, as she has been known since she was young in Recife, knows how death is an obsession of the owner of the Palácio do Planalto.

In the impossibility of physical elimination, the fanatics of the presidential legion tried to blur the importance of the master in all academic periods after 2018, under the same flawed excuse that avenged in the lie of Escola sem Partido, one of the hits, next to the gay kit, of the hate machine in the anti-PT electoral campaign.

More alive than ever, all of Paulo Freire’s lyrics rekindled, flashed, signs that the world has not fallen into the foolishness of surrendering itself to the darkness of the new order. And the illiterate gypsy, dear Chico César, continued to read Paulo Freire’s hand, which in his song Beradero.

In a phase in which the country is more chipped than gherkin in a cross, September and the idea of ​​spring belongs to Paulo Freire, whose birthday will be, to be more exact, on the 19th of the calendar’s leaflet. Mark it in the calendar. Let’s celebrate like a World Cup. This is more important than tetra, than penta, than hexa. “On the day that at least one goal is dedicated to Paulo Freire, this country will be world champion every day”, as Dr. Sócrates told me once, at Mercearia São Pedro, SP. It doesn’t hurt to dream of this goal.

I said max-xi-xe lines ago. Maxixe, for example, is a vegetable of African origin, widely used in cooking in the North and Northeast of Brazil, vixe, mouth watering. Ah, a maxixada with cream, my God, my orixás. Maxixe is not pop, maxixe is the mainstay of small family farming. And it has a soundtrack: maxixe is also a rhythm whose main genius is Chiquinha Gonzaga. Maxixe is expensive, the other day he was almost chosen as the villain of inflation in Bolsonaro, seriously, I saw it on SP TV and everything.

Now I felt like the filmmaker’s own text — a man who makes cinema — Jorge Furtado. How the film is paulofreiriano and beautiful Flower Island (1989, the year they chipped Lula to praise Collor). It’s about pigs and capitalism. It’s on Youtube. Beautiful.

Before, however, teach us to know our place in history. Brick. “In a logical design, / His eyes blunt with cement and traffic”, Chico would add. Bo-ni-te-za. In a sketch of a dream, scrawl by scrawl, this word lights up, who knows, the distant lamp of a late Enlightenment.

They tried to erase master Paulo Freire as they daily erase the teacher on the blackboard of history in public schools across the country. They didn’t. He remains the most important Brazilian in the studies of African, European, American and Latino educators.

From Angicos to Sapopemba, the master’s method remains necessary. From the interior of the state of Rio Grande do Sul, where the master commanded the historic 40-hour journey of adult literacy in 1963, to the east side of São Paulo — here we are talking about the experience of the teacher of teachers in the position of secretary of Education for Mayor Luíza Erundina, in the late 1980s , when he exercised all the beauty in practice. How much care he took with girls and boys from the periphery, how much care, I remember very well his concern with painting schools.

The budget is public and has to be aimed at making things beautiful for those who need it. It was the thought. “Only rich school has to be beautiful? I teach under mango trees, in the middle of the street and everything, every place to learn is illuminated, but why only rich people have the right to school, I’m talking about buildings, well taken care of?” Paulo Freire replied on the day I met him as a reporter -seal, there in his Recife, I mean, ours, 1984.

I will not repeat here all the disgrace and destruction that the unnameable Pocket Ministers of Education have done in these almost three years of nothing, nines out of zero. They will follow insignificant to the story. Paulo Freire, however, turns 100, this September 19, I repeat, more important than ever. Not only in Brazil. In the whole world.

Here in the Ceará network, all that remains is for me to read man’s things and around man. The book just came out The word beauty in Paulo Freire’s reading of the world (Paz & Terra), organized by Nita Freire. An important group, in addition to the memory of the educator’s closest companion, in essays about the guy.

Beautifulness, in Nita’s affectionate gaze, is the word of words in the life of the patron of Brazilian education. Niceness in the sense of fighting for the democracy of knowledge, niceness in the sense of anti-racism, niceness a thousand times repeated in the broad sense of learning and knowing how to read the world. Brick. Maxi-xe. Policy.

I just haven’t deciphered the word energumen yet. Yes, the same one shot by the president to try to “kill” Paulo Freire. Open the dictionary with me. And there it is: exalted person, unbalanced, crazy, ignorant individual, stupid, imbecile, etc. etc. Who does this word define the most?

Now excuse me, friend, friend, I’m going there to buy new clothes to celebrate this centenary!

Xico Sa, writer and journalist, is the author of “Big Jato” (Companhia das Letras publishing house), among other books.

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