La inmortalidad del cuento

La inmortalidad del cuento

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Deja que te explique la importancia del cuento. Aún antes de que existiera la escritura, las personas contaban historias. De día, tal vez los oyentes se sentaban en círculo, de noche, oían las historias a la luz del fuego. Desde la antigüedad y hasta hoy en día, los cuentos entretienen, transmiten ideas, sostienen o critican creencias. Las historias que nos contamos nos sirven para vivir en un mundo que procuramos entender y explicar, y como catarsis de sentimientos negativos que aprendemos a controlar. No dudes en recorrer las páginas de esta antología y ser testigo de que el cuento está más vivo que nunca. ******************************** Deixa que te explique a importância do conto. Ainda antes que existisse a escrita, as pessoas contavam estórias. De dia, talvez os ouvintes se sentavam em círculo, de noite, ouviam as estórias à luz do fogo. Desde a antiguidade e até hoje em dia, os contos entretêm, transmitem idéias, sustêm ou criticam crenças. As estórias que nos contamos nos servem para viver em um mundo que procuramos entender e explicar, e como catarse de sentimentos negativos que aprendemos a controlar. Não duvides em percorrer as páginas desta coletânea e ser testemunha de que o conto está mais vivo que nunca. TRADUCCIÓN DE JORGE FÉNIX
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