Creating this portfolio meant taking a walk through life, recognizing how the different dimensions of life are a fused symbiosis of knowledge, skills, experiences, moments, informal and formal patchwork creations that allow us to have clues and evidence that touch all the CUs of the reference framework. trainer skills.
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Hence it covered everything that I considered to be outstanding and differentiating in my life.
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I leave here a story linked to the sea, very brief, which shows that the process of diagnosis, conception, implementation and assessment of skills is present in life, leading to the certification of life passions with dedicated professionals, who show that the unlikely happens and that in the sea of life, skills and their manifestation reveal that we can all go through seas never sailed before, with the help of trainers who are people who give of themselves so that we can have the joy that I feel today for being close to completing another stage , the certification of training of trainers, thanks to all my colleagues, and to the trainers Carla Barbosa and Maria do Rosário Antas, women at the helm who steered the ship to a successful conclusion and I am sure that I want to continue learn.
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Reflection in the form of storytelling
“There is sea and sea, there is coming and going,” a phrase by the poet Alexandre O’Neill. In 2010, the Salvador Association, dedicated to promoting bold, differentiating and impactful projects in the lives of people with reduced mobility, launched a challenge, where it was possible to choose to experience one of several experiences... I chose diving.
That same year, they called from Associação Salvador to ask if they wanted to go to the Sesimbra pools to start their diving experience. He had butterflies in his stomach, the kind that kids have, you know? I met people who are still part of me today. Volunteers producing those visceral smiles. Just look at the photo!
Did everything go well? Far from it, the regulator was always falling off due to my spasticity which makes my lip tremble involuntarily. My days as a diver had barely begun, they were already numbered! None of that!!!
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On August 15, 2010, diving took place in the sea of Sesimbra. Me with a full face mask, looking like an ET, but with an overflowing happiness, to the point where my father said: “She’s happy.”
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What do I remember? So much so that it is impossible to describe, but I remember my parents and a group of volunteers helping me put on my diving suit, my entry into the sea, diving with these two gentlemen in the photo, receiving the heliotis that I still keep today and having left with a passion that I still have for diving and the spirit of a diver — camaraderie, care, mutual help, respect for the sea and all its forms,…
From the first dive, until today, there are more than a dozen, with so many, many stories to tell, perhaps highlighting the participation in Underwater Cleaning, where volunteer teams brought, in one morning, all kinds of rubbish you can imagine from the bottom from the sea, where I saw a fish released and felt immense gratitude for being able to live the experience.
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Today I take the open water diver diving course, from PADDY, but more importantly I dive as you can see in the second photo, with mask and regulator, thanks to those who never gave up and believed they could overcome spasticity. Award? Laughing underwater thanks to an octopus rice that could have been, but luckily wasn't!
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To everyone who accompanied me on this marine odyssey, a Neptunic hug of gratitude, because if we look at resources for resources' sake and the best is the enemy of the good, we never manage to make resources much more than they appear to be and we never realize that they are the best. good is the enemy of great, living up to the phrase: “There is sea and sea, there is coming and going.”
