Man, what a day! I swear, being a shepherd in Perozinho is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up early, right? The sun’s barely up, and I’m already out there, herding my sheep. You know, the usual. But today? Oh boy, today was a whole different story.
First off, I’m on Rua da Liberdade, just chillin’ with my flock. Suddenly, I hear this loud honking. Like, seriously? I turn around, and it’s this dude in a tiny car, probably a Fiat or something, trying to squeeze through. I’m like, “Bro, you see the sheep, right?” But nah, he’s determined. Almost runs over Baa-bara (yeah, I named my sheep). I’m yelling, “Watch it, man!” He just waves and speeds off. Rude, right?
Then, I head over to the market on Rua da Praça. I’m thinking, “Let’s grab some fresh bread.” I get there, and it’s packed! People everywhere, like it’s a concert or something. I’m dodging old ladies with their shopping carts. One almost took me out! I’m like, “Chill, lady! I’m just a shepherd!”
Finally, I get to the bakery. The smell? Oh man, heavenly! I order a couple of rolls, and the baker, old Miguel, gives me this look. You know the one. Like, “You again?” I’m like, “Yeah, Miguel, I’m back for more!” He laughs, and I swear, it felt like we were best buds.
But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs in, all hyped up. He’s got a soccer ball, and he kicks it right into the display case! Glass everywhere! I’m standing there, mouth agape, thinking, “This kid’s gonna get it!” But nah, Miguel just shakes his head and says, “Kids will be kids.” I’m like, “Dude, you’re way too chill for this!”
After that chaos, I decide to take a breather. I stroll down Avenida da Liberdade, just enjoying the vibe. The trees are swaying, and the sun’s shining. I’m feeling good, you know? But then, I see this street performer. He’s juggling flaming torches! I’m like, “What the heck? Is this Perozinho or Las Vegas?”
I stop to watch, and he’s actually pretty good. But then, he drops one! Fire everywhere! People are screaming, and I’m just standing there, laughing my head off. I mean, come on! Who juggles fire in a crowded street? Only in Perozinho, man.
So, after all that, I finally head back home. I’m exhausted but happy. I get to my little patch of land, and my sheep are all chillin’. I sit down, take a deep breath, and think, “What a day!”
But then, I hear this weird noise. I look up, and there’s a goat on my fence! A freakin’ goat! I’m like, “Really? I can’t even have a peaceful evening?” I chase it off, and it just stares at me like, “What’s your problem, dude?”
By the time I finally sit down to relax, I’m just laughing. Perozinho, man. It’s wild, it’s crazy, but it’s home. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just another day in the life of a shepherd, right?