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Respect The Line

Respect The Line. The population in Ponta Grossa is growing each month, but the road safety has not improved, even with the installation of sings. The

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Respect The Line

Respect The Line

• The population in Ponta Grossa is growing each month, but the road safety has not improved, even with the installation of sings. The population does not respect these signs, risking their lives crossing the streets in a dangerous way.

The Ideas

• The students from Sesi International Ponta Grossa, after learning more about laws and rules for safety, realized that the population does not respect the lines to cross the streets. This includes pedestrians not using it and drivers not stopping before it. The students decided to show how important is to respect these lines for safety.

The Initiatives

• The students shared their knowledge and information to spread the importance of using the safety lines to cross the streets, respecting the pedestrians and whoever is crossing the street.

Poem

• Based on the theme, the students created Poems to help to spread the information.

• “We have to respect, We are not like rats, We have to choose, And Repect is not a fact. The population is so shy, I Just wanna

cry. Why they do not try, to change all this fight? We have to realize, that’s not a joke. You have to change yourself. We

already spoke. It’s not just cars. Everybody doesn’t respect! On the roads, on the streets, we have to treat us like we deserve.”

Poem

• “Hey, listen to me. It wasn’t a dream. Listen about the loss of one more soul. In this moment is lost no the edge of a cliff, looking for the light that

murdered him, on the infinite desperate, cries and regrets for the life wich he couldn’t have. On his eyes the image became stuck and the pain of the

accident still may have a meaning. He was so high that he fell, only wishing to not repeat the scene that stalks his conscience. In front of the line, one more

life is lost. High in the sky, one more soul was found. In front of the car, a deep dream was awaken in other world. On the edge of the street, a soul sees his own bloody bodyand the car untouched. He is on the high sky, and nobody

is going to get him out of there, stuck on his destiny and only protects the others from a maniac mistake, controlling a car in the middle of a caothic

transit. “