ENADE 2021 - QUESTÃO 15 Sometimes in big Hollywood movies they’ll have these crazy chase scenes where somebody jumps or gets thrown from a m...
ENADE 2021 - QUESTÃO 15
Sometimes in big Hollywood movies they’ll have these crazy chase scenes where somebody jumps or gets thrown from a moving car. (…) Whenever I see that I think, “That’s rubbish. Getting thrown out a moving car hurts way worse than that”. I was nine years old when my mother threw me out of a moving car. It happened on a Sunday. I know it was on a Sunday because we were coming home from church, and every Sunday in my childhood meant church. We never missed church. My mother was – and still is – a deeply religious woman. Like indigenous people around the world, black South African adopted the religion of our colonizers. By “adopt” I mean it was forced on us. This particular Sunday, the Sunday I was hurled from a moving car, started like any other Sunday. My mother woke me up, made me porridge for breakfast (…) but when we were finally all strapped in and ready to go, the car wouldn’t start. My mom had this ancient, broken-down, bright-tangerine Volkswagen Beetle she picked up for next to nothing.
That carless Sunday we made our circuit of churches (…) When we walked out the Rosebank Union it was dark and we were alone. (…) In those days, with violence and riots going on, you did not want to be out that late at night. We waited and waited for a minibus to come by. Under apartheid the government provided no public transportation for blacks. Necessity being the mother of invention, black people created their own transit system, an informal network of bus routes. (…) Being unregulated, minibuses were unreliable. When they came, they came. When they didn’t, they didn’t. Not a minibus at a sight. We walked and walked, and after what felt like an eternity, a car drove up and stopped. We were the only passengers in the minibus. This driver was a particular angry one. As we rode along he started lecturing my mother about being in a car with a man who was not her husband. He sped off. He was driving fast and he wasn’t stopping. When we came to the next traffic light (…) my mother reached over, pulled the sliding door open, grabbed me and threw me out as far as she could. (…) Back and forth we went. I was too confused and too angry about getting thrown out of the car to realize what had happened. My mother saved my life.
NOAH, T. Born a Crime. New York, Spiegel & Grau, 2016 (adapted).
A metáfora da dor sentida na queda de um carro em movimento, empregada pelo narrador do texto ao rememorar um incidente de sua infância, aponta para
A) o tratamento preconceituoso para com a mulher sul-africana.
B) a adequação das pessoas vítimas de preconceitos ao sistema opressor.
C) a violência de vários tipos vivida pelo negro sul-africano durante o apartheid.
D) o comportamento religioso de alguns grupos sociais sul-africanos após a colonização.
E) a escassez de transporte público para as pessoas carentes da sociedade sul-africana.
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C) a violência de vários tipos vivida pelo negro sul-africano durante o apartheid.
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