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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