Here’s your instructor’s story: How We Met Each Other
We were from different tribes. Rodrigo was the good boy, wearing fashionable clothes from well-known Brazilian brands. I was kind of hippie, not the one from the 70’s at all, but I wore “alternative” colorful clothes and I had long curly hair. Rodrigo was into Economics while I was a fan of the Anthropology and Sociology Department at UNB. He dated a Middle School colleague of mine whom I have to admit was not my closest friend. At that time, our lives couldn’t be so apart.
One day I promised it would be the decisive day! We went out together, just the two of us. It was a famous bar in Brasilia, Libanus. We talked about all the frivolities one could ever imagine, including the Aquarius Era! I drank two huge glasses of powerful “caipirinhas”. I was walking on air having Rodrigo by my side. I was embarrassed, but that was my only chance. Well, the night was perfect. Our first kiss was magic. I wanted the moment to last forever.
However, Rodrigo started acting strangely. When I talked to him about our situation, his reply was that he wanted to have fun in life and he didn’t want any serious relationship. My heart sank and I decided not to bother with someone who didn’t care about us. We kept hanging out with our friends, but I ignored Rodrigo. I wanted him to be part of the past. He started calling me to check how I was. Once I told him on the phone that he was a chicken, he didn’t have the courage to be happy, etc… We went to a party, Rodrigo told me he had a song to show me, he played the guitar and sang the most romantic song ever and we started dating. We’ve been together for 10 years, we got married two times – the civil ceremony was in 1997 and the religious one was in 2002 together with our youngest son’s baptism.
I feel the luckiest woman in the world to have met such a wonderful husband and father for my two kids! Life couldn’t be better. Carla
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I’m going to tell a love story about my mom and stepfather. My mom was together with my dad (they were not officially married) when she got pregnant. I was born, and 2 years later my sister. Then, my mom saw it was not working and diforced from my dad. The times that she was alone were really hard, money was short, she couldn’t leave us with anyone when she had to work… My grandma helped a lot! Even though my mom was having all that fuss at home, at work a love story was beggining… My mom and stepdad worked together, in the same lab (they are both scientists), and he was her boss. They were always attracted to one another. One day, my stepdad asked out to dinner. She gladly accepted. When they were going to pay the bill, she wanted to split, but he said: “No I’ll pay this time, and you owe me one!”. She agreed! And then they started dating, she had dinner again so she could pay back, but then he owed her one… The cycle would never end…
Today I live with him, I have 15 years old, and he took care of me since I was 4. That’s 11 years!!! I practicaly consider him my dad! I even call him that and everything!
I think I have a perfect family, that started with a funny date!!!
My love story starts in Belo Horizonte within a club. Every Sunday night there was a party in the “Clube dos Engenheiros” downtown. I was invited by a friend two days before. At Sunday night like I was wishing the club was full of girls, some very pretty others not so much. The music was loud and some people was shaking their bodies in the middle of the ball-room. What to do this moment? Just walk looking around waiting a romantic music and looking foward a girl who will catch your eyes. My friend, poor friend, didn’t know this rule and he was insisting me to go to the bar with him,(today I understand that’s why he is a psychiatrist). Suddenly I saw tree girls talking near the bar and I wait ansiously the DJ start the romantic music. When it had just started and I choose the girl who was in the middle. Her name is Cecy and “I hit the nail on the head”. We danced and talked a lot not only this night, but in many others. Today she is my girlfriend, my wife and a great mother of Daniel, Renata and Luciana.
Wow, Amanda and Eber,
What wonderful love stories!
Amanda, I’m glad at last everything was alright to your mom and your family, and now you have a nice life all together. Did you know that my story with Rodrigo was similar to your mom’s in the part of the bill? I wanted to split it, but Rodrigo insisted in paying it and he said I owed him one! And that was when all started!
Eber, I loved to know how you met Cecy and very appropriate use of the expression “I hit the nail on the head”! Way to go.
So, Eber, I’m curious about your romantic song? What was it that changed your life forever?
My romantic song is “Conversation” by Morris Albert. He is brasilian, sing in English and have another hit of great success in the world : “Feelings”
Dear Eber,
This is funny, for I remember “Feelings”! It was a hit when I was a teen and in every single party they’d play it and we would dance…So much fun! I think they don’t have these kinds of parties nowadays, do they? Parties where you dance with a partner, face2face? I had so much fun when I was a teen in those parties we called “American Parties”.
My love story started almost twenty years ago. I started working for the Justice – STJ, in 1989, and i met my husband there. I was working in the personal department, when Silvio started working there. Our Department i think it was the bigger of STJ, there were many people working in the same area, we had a group of friends and we went out for lunch together every day, but Silvio was always close to me. In the end of the day, he usually offered to take me to the university and we were close friends. I didn’t fall in love with him, for me he was just a friend. One day, he invited me out on the weekend and i accept. About two months after this weekend we started dating and i fell in love with him, in 1990, we are together until now. He is a good husband and a good father for my kids.
Dear Valquíria,
This is a lovely love story! Well, with my husband it was like that, too! We would go out together a lot with our group, we were friends, we’d study together during the period we were training after having passed in a public entrance exam. We fell in love and here we are, happy and together with two lovely kids!
Thanks for sharing your story. So, was Silvio the one who started flirting with you?
yes, it was Sílvio. For me, in the beggining, he was just a friend. In fact, i liked another guy.
Everything began in 2001 in the Salvador’s Carnival. As you know, or if you don’t know, there are millions of people on the street that it means if you meet someone there, it will be pratically impossible to meet them again. The energy of that carnival is something really inexplicable. I could enjoy a tons of things and among them I had one-night stand with Patrícia. To be more exact, it was a brief encounter lasting only for a single kiss, but it was just unforgettable.
Five years later, I run into her in a evening party. Everybody was having fun when “Forró” started to play. She was by my side and I invited her to dance with me. There was no need to say something to one another, five minutes dancing we sealed our compromise with a long kiss. The day after she send me a SMS just making a joke with me. I replied asking her out to dinner and she accepted my invitation.
We are together for almost two years and half, and we gonna get married next year!! To sum up, I’m sure that I have found the love of my life!!
Wow, Luciano! What a coincidence and beautiful love story. Just to prove you were meant to each other.
Now, when you met again, did you both remember you had a one night stand in Salvador?
Carla, first of all I’d like to say that your love story is very interesting. I will talk about my actually relationship that started seven months ago. Her name is Cristina and she lives in Belo Horizonte. The first time that I saw her it was on September 2006, in São Paulo, when I was supervising an Immigration course to coworkers from all the States. She was participating of the course. At that time we only chatted about things relative to the job. At the second semester of the last year she came to Brasilia on business and stayed here by three months. She didn’t know well our capital, so she asked me to show her the city. During the first week I got a hotel to her and showed her some not important things. On Friday afternoon, we went to a happy hour, at the bar named Libanus (The same bar of Carla’s date). At that day we chatted a lot about different subjects, and although nothing more hotly have happened, I could feel something different into her look. One week later we went out again. When I picked up her on the hotel she was very beautiful, she was wearing a blue dress and high hill shoes. Her unattached hair and her red lips completed a fantastic visual. When she kissed me on the face and I could smell her perfume I fell in love at the same time …that one was a great moment. Obviously that night was wonderful. On January 2008 she came back to Belo Horizonte but our relationship just improved since then and certainly it will continue forever or at least for a long time.
Regards,
Daniel
Daniel,
I think there’s something special about Libanus though it’s such a laid back bar! Well, for me the wonderful huge glass of caipirinha helped! And my apartment nowadays is just by Libanus. We just walk there. My boys love to be there and eat kibe. How I miss that…
So, what was the perfume that changed your life? Do you have plans to be together with Cristina in Brasilia or Belo Horizonte?
I’m dying to know more about your exciting love stories!
Well! I believe in love story,too…like you!I’m a romantic person.I’ve had two beautiful love story in my life, until now.As a result,I have two wonderful boys.
Today is Diogo’s birthday.It’s a special day for me.We are happy.Diogo’s father was my first boyfriend.We lived in Rio de Janeiro and we were students of journalism in the University.It was a good time.In that time, we loved each other as wife and husband.Today, we are close friends.
My second love story happened here, in Brasília.We met each other working as journalists.We were covering the same story.Everything happened fast and we got married.After two years Otto, my second son was born.Today, Otto’s father and I are good friends.If someone ask me, if my two love stories has a happy end…I’ll answer YES!The love is One.If you feel love for someone one day…I’m saying LOVE…true love ..not passion like fever.Of course, this feeling never will finish.If, We are able to transform and to adapt the things for a new reality…the love will stay with you!Despite, my two marriages over…Now, I have a big family.My two ex-husband and his wives are friendly.In my opinion, this kind of relationship is salutary, especially for our children.Love and life are so beautiful!!
cheers!!
Mônic Gill
Dear Mônica,
I just love your optimism, the way you face life in a very positive way. Certainly the evidence of your love stories is the presence of your two precious boys. They’ll always be a reminder of your love even if your relationship with their fathers is over.
I’m sure you’ll still have many love stories to tell us about!
So, I’m impressed. You get along with both your ex-husbands and their families? Amazing!
I’m writing quickly.. I knew my husband in a line of a congress registration. He saved me and my registration because the employees wanted to charge as professional and I was taking a pos.. After that we never stop walking together.
So, Sandra, did your husband talk to the guys so that you could pay for the conference as a student or did he pay the extra fee for you?
Were you in Brazil then?
What a wonderful love story,Carla!
All the rest are stories from the heart.That’s why you have a treasure here guys!
Hala ( Sudan)
Dear Hala,
Thanks for stopping by! I’d love to listen to your love story…How different was it from our Brazilian ones?
I’m curious to know about dating and engagement traditions, for example. How does it work in Sudan?
Hi!Dear Carla!!
My Internet today is not working weel!!I lost our CHAT! about love stories….You are rigth.I have some beautiful stories in my life…one day …who knows? I’ll write a book about love stories… hehehe!!Have many special people in the world!I met one of them…See..I’m romantic person!
Yes, Carla I get along with them.This situation is not easy in the begining…but, I work hard with my heart.I’m so happy because this.
Cheers
Mônica
Dear Mônica,
It was great to hear you once again in our chat. I noticed that you were having connection problems, but it was just so nice of you to keep coming back and talking to Daniel, Wilson and Antônio. Outstanding participation!
I’m sure your love story book would be a hit! I want mine autographed!
I’m really impressed by the fact you get along with your ex-husbands families. It’s really hard, but as you mentioned, if it comes from the heart, things get easier, relationships work out.
Carla,
the congress was in Sao Paulo and he talked to the guys that I continued being a student although my age.
Great Sandra. He must be a true gentleman.
Now, how long have you been together?
rsrsrsrs!!Almost 19 years.
Hi everyone, I wanted to tell you about my love story. I’ve been married for 4 years now and before that my husband and I had been dating for 6 years.
It all started in 1987 when I was living in Santa Cruz, Argentina with my family. I was only 6 but a family came to live next to our house. That was my husband’s family. We lived together for a year, and although I don’t remember much at that time, my parents were really close friends of that family.
One day in 1998, this family came to live in the same building I used to live, 2 floors above. My parents were really excited because they never thought they would see them again and they went to greet them. I didn’t because I didn’t remember them.
In October that year, Tincho (my husband) called my house to ask me out. He is a military officer and he was at the Colegio Militar at the moment. They had this huge ball in which you go with long dresses and you eat like a queen and king, very formal. Boys need to take girls with them and eat and dance, just like a ball. My mother said he didn’t know anyone and he was short, so I should go with him.
I had come back from a really long pilgrimage to Luján (72 km) and I was exhausted. When he called home, I was sleeping. I’m a sleep walker so I answered the phone and told him I would go. The problem was that I didn’t remember! I was asleep! So I had to wait a whole week (till he got out of the Military College) to ask him what I had said… really embarrassing.
After all, I went to the party and a month later we were dating. We could see we were meant for each other in every single detail.
We’ve been together ever since and we have a daughter now. At the moment we are not “together” physically because he is living in Antactica for this year (he went away in December) but we still keep in touch through internet and I even teach him English.
Well, that’s it. It was really nice to read all your love stories too. Great idea to have a page with love stories. See you, love from Argentina,
Lore
Dear Lorena,
I just loved your sleep walking story! Thanks for sharing it with us straight from Argentina!
Wow!
Beautiful stories! I had so much fun reading all of them!
Ronaldo,
You are a romantic guy! I loved your love story. Thanks for sharing it. I was impressed to hear that your wife was only 13 and you met and your love has been enduring ever since.
I loved the stories! It’s very interesting to know how you met each other.
Well, I have one love in my life that started when we are at college (we did the same course). We are together for 4 years and we will plan to marry in 2010. I hope he is the man of my life.
Denise
Denise,
If you are planning to get married is because you believe this is the man of your life! So, get prepared for the big date.
Hi everyone, I had so much fun reading all your stories. Great topic, isn´t it?
I have always felt there is something magical in the way people meet, fall in love and decide to be together for a life time. I often wonder about the variables that can make some run into each other, if you missed going to a party, or perhaps you decided to travel at the last minute, or your car broke down and you got help from your future soul mate, or you took your mom to the doctor and met a guy who was also at the doctor´s office too (that happened, by the way, to a friend of mine, ha, ha).
Life and love surely work in mysterious ways, don´t they?
Thanks for sharing. All the best from Caracas, Venezuela, Berta
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Dear Berta,
I loved to listen to your love story. And you’re right, the magnetism that makes us be with out twin souls is just mysterious!
Thanks for sharing your love story here.
Wow, I think my story is wonderful.
Once I was in Belo Horizonte for a few days (I was going to Rio), and a friend of mine, who’s teacher, invited me to play some songs to his classes. I went, I sung, and I notice nobody – there were 3 classes, in which were 150 students!
But after the class, some of the students invited me to a pizza. And Cristina was one of them. We became friends.
Well, I went to Rio, again to Brasília, and we took in contact.
After a couple of months, I went again to BH, but I decided don’t tell her, to make a surprise. But in the same night she dreamt about me, and she became sure I was arriving! When I called to say I was there, planning invite her to a lunch, she said: I knew it, lets go lunch?
So, we started dating, but I continued travelling, and going to BH every second week. In spite of this, we got married after about one year and a half, and we’re now celebrating 20 years!
And we had two wedding-parties too: the civil ceremony in BH, in a friday, and the religious in Brasília, in a saturday.
When I listen the Isabela’s love story, I remenbered the my parents’story,just one difference, he was the teacher and she was the student. This was about sixty five years ago. My grandparents no accepted the situation, because he was eitheen years old of her. It was terrible, but I’m here.
My love story, it was in classroom too, but my husband and me were English students. It’s important to tell you, that we dind’t learn any English, but one year half we got marriage and we are together about forty two years ago, and we are so happy.
Dear Leila,
I loved to learn about your family love stories. It seems that the classroom is really magic, huh? So, is your husband also studying English now?
Thanks for sharing your romance.
Wow, Flávio! Long distance dating!I’m glad it endured and you got married. I also had two weddings with the same man! First I just had the civil ceremony. Years later, we decided to have our religious wedding and baptize my youngest son. I had this dream of getting married at “Mosteiro São Bento” in Brasília, but my husband doubted I could do it. Well, it was a long process because we were not getting married in our own parish and we also had to ask for the Bishop’s authorization. At last, I had my dream wedding at Mosteiro. One of the most touching moments of my life!
Carla
My husband stoped to learn English, he left for me. When we
are traveling he wait for me to solve and understand the things, but he has a good vocabulary against bad accent. He speaks how we write in Portuguese. That’s it.Bye
So, Leila, you are the one in charge, huh? I’m glad you’ve been practicing. Otherwise, your husband would be in trouble!
Hi everyone.
I think all of you are very lucky. I am not Brazilian and in fact, I am from Asia, another part of the world altogether. I am still single but I do have a story to tell.
I met someone in college a few weeks back. It’s someone whom I didn’t take a second look at first, but now, she is always on my mind. She is quite simply, the average girl next door. We can talk and make each other laugh so much.
So finally, I asked her out for a date yesterday. We were scheduled to attend a performance- but it was cancelled at the last minute. So we ended up working on a school project (we had our stuff with us). And it turned out more fun than the performance- I don’t think we would have laughed so much if we were watching the performance instead. I don’t know exactly how she feels for me at this point, but we are going out again next week. It might turn out to be my final chance (yeah, it’s a long story).
And I will be looking out to try my best.