STELA GOMES
We woke up early on Sunday because Andreza's parents insisted that everyone have breakfast together, which did not please the children. I couldn't help but smile at the sleepy faces of Andreza and Carlos sitting at the table.
"Dad, why do we have to do this every Sunday? I had just gotten home and fallen asleep when you told me to wake up," Carlos asked his father indignantly, which was funny.
"Because I want to," Uncle James replied sharply. "We can't get together during the week, so at least on Sunday, I want the whole family at the table for breakfast. I don't see anyone else here complaining, but you always complain about the same thing." Carlos shut up instantly.
"And one more thing, Carlos," Uncle James continued, "today is Bernardo's birthday. He's my friend and work
