Paulo Coelho

a] today, when I opened the mailbox, I got more than 1.000 applications. I could send close to 20 confirmations, but it will take another full day to select everybody
 
b] Paula is striving hard to get the extra table, so we can invite more people.
 
c] Don’t be discouraged if you don’t get the confirmation tomorrow. I am asking to readers who already got my email to write back, there are friends of mine who may not confirm their presence because they are away, etc. Be patient. I will post another update here, when the boat is full of confirmed guests.
 
d] Italians, you are very fast!!!

By Paulo Coelho

A Warrior never accepts what is unacceptable.
(Manual of the Warrior of Light)

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By Paulo Coelho

An Indian legend tells of a man who used to carry water every day to his village, using two large pitchers tied on either end of a piece of wood, which he placed across his shoulders.
 
One of the pitchers was older than the other and was full of small cracks; every time the man came back along the path to his house, half of the water was lost.
 
For two years, the man made the same journey. The younger pitcher was always very proud of the way it did its work and was sure that it was up to the task for which it had been created, while the other pitcher was mortally ashamed that it could carry out only half its task, even though it knew that the cracks were the result of long years of work.
 
So ashamed was the old pitcher that, one day, while the man was preparing to fill it up with water from the well, it decided to speak to him.
 
‘I wish to apologise because, due to my age, you only manage to take home half the water you fill me with, and thus quench only half the thirst awaiting you in your house.’
 
The man smiled and said:
 
‘When we go back, be sure to take a careful look at the path.’
 
The pitcher did as the man asked and noticed many flowers and plants growing along one side of the path.
 
‘Do you see how much more beautiful nature is on your side of the road?’ the man remarked. ‘I knew you had cracks, but I decided to take advantage of them. I sowed vegetables and flowers there, and you always watered them. I’ve picked dozens of roses to decorate my house, and my children have had lettuce, cabbage and onions to eat. If you were not the way you are, I could never have done this. We all, at some point, grow old and acquire other qualities which can always be turned to good advantage.’

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Let’s move on to the FIFA World Cup. What is the first memory that springs to mind?
 

When I was ten years old, one of my biggest dreams came true – Brazil won the 1958 World Cup. There was no TV, so we followed the games on the radio and had to imagine what was happening in Sweden, thousands of kilometres away. There was a carnival atmosphere in Brazil, which for a child was fantastic. When the match began, there was a religious silence. We were losing 1-0 at first, and everyone was down. It seemed as if the world was ending. Then we (turned it round and) won 5-2, a memorable result, which we celebrated with fireworks. At that time the Brazilian team was synonymous with Brazil the country.