I- O Começo

Não era para ser Kobe,180, era para ser Kobe , outro numero, mas quando vi o 180, pensei, é Aqui.
Tudo era enorme, ficava vazio.
Parece que nunca aquilo iria encher de tão grande.
A verdade é que não tinhamos muita noção, ou talvez ,não tínhamos noção de nada.

Só sabíamos seguir ordens e uma delas era que eu não poderia chorar, nunca.
Ordens da General, que eu amei, mas me mostrou o que era tirania.
Ordens do patrão, que sempre , sempre discordou de tudo.

Enquanto isso , a fúria da Astros (falarei muito dela depois) estava escondida no sign, com um fone de ouvido. Adesivadora. O General era o braço direito do dono, meu pai. A desenhista era a Sarah, minha irmã e  irmã da fúria. Não aguentou muito e tomou rumo próprio. Tinha que ser assim. Afinal de contas quem nasceu Sarah com h no final so poderia estar vivendo hoje no Canadá com nome canadense: Sarah Grainge.

Eu?

Não saia do almoxarifado!
Ficava lá, com aquele monte de ratos.
Nunca imaginei que a Kobe iria mudar a vida de todo mundo.
Até da 4a. economia do Brasil.


I – THE BEGINNING
No! It was not to be 180, Kobe street. It should be another number on Kobe street. But when I saw number 180, I thought: It is HERE!
Everything was so huge.... and empty.
It seemed to me that such an enormous space would never become filled.
To tell you the truth, we didn’t have much notion or perhaps we had no notion at all.
The only thing that we really knew was to follow orders, and one of them was that I should never cry.....Never!
Orders from the General who I loved, but who showed me what tyranny was.
Orders from de big boss who always... always disagreed of everything.
Meanwhile, Astros rage - I will talk a lot about it afterwards – was hidden into the sign, with an earphone. Sticker maker.
The General was the owner’s right arm, my father.
The designer was Sarah, my sister, and also rage’s sister.
She couldn’t stand much longer and made her own choice: another tack.
It had to be like this. After all, the one who has born Sarah, with an “h” at the end, could only be living today in Canada... and with a Canadian name: Sarah Grainge.

And what about ME ?
I didn’t get out of the storehouse. I remained there, wiht that crowd of rats.
I never imagined that Kobe would change everybody’s life...even Brazil’s fourth economy.