Hunk Into The End Of The Century 
(Adroaldo Bauer)
  
It was the last Century. 1970 just the initiates. The wars    continued. The flowers in the soil. A woman passes with good   notes in the College of Engineering. Search graduation in   Mechanics. A trot of freshmen changed her life. I also wait   that of those idiots.   - Nor threading the foot It goes to move. Appositive made.    The boys of Engineering had locked the lathe. The young   woman in male territory, them disputed the exclusiveness of   the formation in the profession.   It considers that trot a chauvinism pig.   Laboratory of aptitude was done in group of benches lathes.    The tool stopped for very superior force of it. The   youngsters wanted to laugh at the continued effort of the   young woman to move the tool.   The laugh became offence the condition of the woman. The   demoralization were the objective. The professor of the    group attended, without mercy.   My friend left the laboratory biting the anger lips.   She did not say word.   When she read in the journal of the school notice of the   colleagues jeeing of it, promised revenge.    The College of Engineering Mechanics receives in this year   the first lathe from numerical command to be installed still   in experimental phase, developed from Japanese technology.   The Manual of the tool needed to be translated.    Asked for to the aid to an aunt, a teacher, to help it. They   had finished the work in two nights of much tea and biscuit.   In the first Laboratory with the new tool, my friend was   called to the group of benches no longer half of the    exercise. Some colleagues had obtained to move part, others   had alleged not to still have complete knowledge of the   operations.   - They give license to Me, gentlemen. I can?   Without waiting reply some, my friend programmed the tool,    developed the basic operations of command. It locked up the   complete exercise just in time.   And... restarted the programming.   - It zeroed! They are to the will gentlemen, I am saying   farewell itself. I changed of course. I go for Business    administration, I wait there for all it are. I promise to   study very and to find optimum way to make all you to work   with force and intelligence, were said farewell to the   colleagues.   Only she and the professor of Laboratory knew that the lathe    could not have been zeroed. What it is fact: she did not   have continuity of the exercises in that day.   To the similarity of urban legends, she still counts herself   today on the episode that the tool was returned to Japan for    reprogramming and returned to the College from Engineering   Mechanics for the following school year. Nothing of this,   however, she arrived at the journal of the school.   My friend and its old colleagues know of what it was    happened, and for it is what it matters until today.   - I did not burn bra, but I consider to have done my part in   the defense of the equal chances for women and men,   commemorates this my friend, who continues brave and    intelligent as few people in this planet.  
 
  
 
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