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This (Illegal) American Life
By Maria E. Andreu My parents came to New York City to make their fortune when I was a baby. Irresponsible and dreamy and in their early 20s, they didn't think things through when their visa expired; they decided to stay just a bit longer to build up a nest egg. But our stay got progressively longer, until, when I was 6, my grandfather died in South America. My father decided my mother and I should go to the funeral and, with assurances that he would handle everything, sat me down and told me I'd have a nice visit in his boyhood home in Argentina, then be back in America in a month. I didn't see him for two years. We couldn't get a visa to return. My father sent us money from New Jersey, as the months of our absence stretched into years. Finally, he met someone who knew "coyotes" - people who smuggled others into the U.S. via Mexico. He paid them what they asked for, and we flew to Mexico City. They drove us to the Mexican side of the border, and left us at a beach. Another from their operation picked us up there and drove us across as his family. We passed Disneyland on our way to the airport, where we boarded the plane to finally rejoin my father. As a child, I had thought coming back home would be the magical end to our troubles, but in many ways it was the beginning. I chafed at the strictures of undocumented life: no social security number meant no public school (instead I attended a Catholic school my parents could scarcely afford); no driver's license, no after-school job. My parents had made their choices, and I had to live with those, seeing off my classmates as they left on a class trip to Canada, or packing to go off to college, where 1 could not go. The year before I graduated from high school, Congress passed the amnesty law of 1987. A few months after my 18th birthday, I became legal and what had always seemed a blank future of no hope suddenly turned dazzling with possibility. When I went for my interview at the Immigration and Naturalization Service, the caseworker looked at me quizzically when he heard me talk in unaccented English and joke about current events. Surely this American teenager did not fit in with the crowd of illegals looking to make things right. At the time, I was flattered. His confusion meant I could pass as an American.
(Newsweek, October 2f , 2008. Page 12.)
I n "Finally, he met someone who knew 'coyotes' - people who smuggled others into the United States via Mexico." the relative pronouns can
O texto abaixo contextualiza o tema tratado nas questões de 41 a 43.
Leia-o atentamente.
"A Justiça Federal do Rio de Janeiro aceitou nesta quinta-feira, 15, a denúncia do Ministério Público Federal (MPF) contra seis agentes do regime militar acusados de envolvimento no atentado do Riocentro, em 30 de abril de 1981. A juíza Ana Paula Vieira de Carvalho, da 69 Vara Criminal Federal, entendeu que o caso cabe à Justiça comum - e não militar - e que os crimes de tentativa de homicídio, associação em organização criminosa, transporte de explosivos e fraude processual não estão prescritos por terem sido cometidos de forma sistemática e frequente durante a ditadura."
(Disponívelem: http://www.estadao.com.br/noticias/nacional,justica-acata-denuncia-contra-acusados-pelo-atentado-do-riocentro,1167081,0.htm, em 15 de maio de 2014, às 12606.)
O objetivo era tumultuar a comemoração do Dia do Trabalho que reuniu cerca de 20 mil pessoas no Centro de Conven- ções da Zona Oeste do Rio de Janeiro - Riocentro, no entanto, o plano fracassou quando
O BPMN (Business Process Modeling Notation) é um padrão desenvolvido visando oferecer uma notação mais facilmente compreendida podendo ser usada por todos os envolvidos no negócio. É utilizado somente para apoiar a modelagem
de conceitos que são aplicáveis a processos de negócio. Há três tipos básicos de submodelos em um modelo
BPMN. Assinale-os.
Analise as afirmativas, que tratam acerca das penalidades disciplinares aplicáveis aos servidores públicos, consoante
o que dispõe a Lei n° 8.112/90.
I.O servidor que tenha tido contra si aplicada penalidade de suspensão terá o registro da situação cancelado caso não
pratique nova infração disciplinar no decurso de cinco anos de efetivo exercício.
II.A recusa de fé a documentos públicos é considerada falta gravíssima, devendo contra o servidor que assim agiu ser
aplicada a penalidade de demissão.
III.A acumulação ilegal de cargos públicos é penalizável com demissão, sendo que a lei prevê a possibilidade de o
servidor apresentar opção no prazo improrrogável de dez dias, contados da data da ciência, após ser notificado
conforme procedimento previsto em lei.
IV.Entende-se por inassiduidade habitual a falta ao serviço, sem causa justificada, por trinta dias, interpoladamente,
durante o período de doze meses.
Estão INCORRETAS apenas as afirmativas
Acerca das atribuições dos órgãos da Advocacia-Geral da União, analise as afirmativas.
I.Quando se tratar de Membros das Carreiras da Advocacia-Geral da União submetidos à estágio confirmatório, caberá à
Corregedoria-Geral da Advocacia da União decidir sobre a confirmação no cargo ou exoneração.
II.A emissão de parecer sobre o desempenho dos integrantes das Carreiras da Advocacia-Geral da União submetidos
ao estágio confirmatório, opinando, fundamentadamente, por sua confirmação no cargo ou exoneração, cabe ao
Conselho Superior da Advocacia-Geral da União.
III.Incumbe ao Advogado-Geral da União homologar os concursos públicos de ingresso nas Carreiras da Advocacia-Geral
da União.
IV.A Consultoria-Geral da União coordenará o estágio confirmatório dos integrantes das Carreiras da Advocacia-Geral
da União.
Está(ão ) correta(s ) apenas a( s) afirmativa(s )
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This (Illegal) American Life
By Maria E. Andreu My parents came to New York City to make their fortune when I was a baby. Irresponsible and dreamy and in their early 20s, they didn't think things through when their visa expired; they decided to stay just a bit longer to build up a nest egg. But our stay got progressively longer, until, when I was 6, my grandfather died in South America. My father decided my mother and I should go to the funeral and, with assurances that he would handle everything, sat me down and told me I'd have a nice visit in his boyhood home in Argentina, then be back in America in a month. I didn't see him for two years. We couldn't get a visa to return. My father sent us money from New Jersey, as the months of our absence stretched into years. Finally, he met someone who knew "coyotes" - people who smuggled others into the U.S. via Mexico. He paid them what they asked for, and we flew to Mexico City. They drove us to the Mexican side of the border, and left us at a beach. Another from their operation picked us up there and drove us across as his family. We passed Disneyland on our way to the airport, where we boarded the plane to finally rejoin my father. As a child, I had thought coming back home would be the magical end to our troubles, but in many ways it was the beginning. I chafed at the strictures of undocumented life: no social security number meant no public school (instead I attended a Catholic school my parents could scarcely afford); no driver's license, no after-school job. My parents had made their choices, and I had to live with those, seeing off my classmates as they left on a class trip to Canada, or packing to go off to college, where 1 could not go. The year before I graduated from high school, Congress passed the amnesty law of 1987. A few months after my 18th birthday, I became legal and what had always seemed a blank future of no hope suddenly turned dazzling with possibility. When I went for my interview at the Immigration and Naturalization Service, the caseworker looked at me quizzically when he heard me talk in unaccented English and joke about current events. Surely this American teenager did not fit in with the crowd of illegals looking to make things right. At the time, I was flattered. His confusion meant I could pass as an American.
(Newsweek, October 2f , 2008. Page 12.)
I n "I was flattered. His confusion meant I could pass as an American." F LATT E R E D is
Read text to answer from 33 through 38.
This (Illegal) American Life
By Maria E. Andreu My parents came to New York City to make their fortune when I was a baby. Irresponsible and dreamy and in their early 20s, they didn't think things through when their visa expired; they decided to stay just a bit longer to build up a nest egg. But our stay got progressively longer, until, when I was 6, my grandfather died in South America. My father decided my mother and I should go to the funeral and, with assurances that he would handle everything, sat me down and told me I'd have a nice visit in his boyhood home in Argentina, then be back in America in a month. I didn't see him for two years. We couldn't get a visa to return. My father sent us money from New Jersey, as the months of our absence stretched into years. Finally, he met someone who knew "coyotes" - people who smuggled others into the U.S. via Mexico. He paid them what they asked for, and we flew to Mexico City. They drove us to the Mexican side of the border, and left us at a beach. Another from their operation picked us up there and drove us across as his family. We passed Disneyland on our way to the airport, where we boarded the plane to finally rejoin my father. As a child, I had thought coming back home would be the magical end to our troubles, but in many ways it was the beginning. I chafed at the strictures of undocumented life: no social security number meant no public school (instead I attended a Catholic school my parents could scarcely afford); no driver's license, no after-school job. My parents had made their choices, and I had to live with those, seeing off my classmates as they left on a class trip to Canada, or packing to go off to college, where 1 could not go. The year before I graduated from high school, Congress passed the amnesty law of 1987. A few months after my 18th birthday, I became legal and what had always seemed a blank future of no hope suddenly turned dazzling with possibility. When I went for my interview at the Immigration and Naturalization Service, the caseworker looked at me quizzically when he heard me talk in unaccented English and joke about current events. Surely this American teenager did not fit in with the crowd of illegals looking to make things right. At the time, I was flattered. His confusion meant I could pass as an American.
(Newsweek, October 2f , 2008. Page 12.)
I n "My father decided my mother and I should go to the funeral" the modal can be replaced by
O texto abaixo contextualiza o tema tratado nas questões de 41 a 43.
Leia-o atentamente.
"A Justiça Federal do Rio de Janeiro aceitou nesta quinta-feira, 15, a denúncia do Ministério Público Federal (MPF) contra seis agentes do regime militar acusados de envolvimento no atentado do Riocentro, em 30 de abril de 1981. A juíza Ana Paula Vieira de Carvalho, da 69 Vara Criminal Federal, entendeu que o caso cabe à Justiça comum - e não militar - e que os crimes de tentativa de homicídio, associação em organização criminosa, transporte de explosivos e fraude processual não estão prescritos por terem sido cometidos de forma sistemática e frequente durante a ditadura."
(Disponívelem: http://www.estadao.com.br/noticias/nacional,justica-acata-denuncia-contra-acusados-pelo-atentado-do-riocentro,1167081,0.htm, em 15 de maio de 2014, às 12606.)
Quando tal fato ocorreu, em 1981, o Brasil vivia os últimos momentos da Ditadura Militar e era governado pelo último
presidente militar, representante deste regime de exceção. Trata-se de
Segundo a Norma ISO/IEC 27002: 2005, a segurança física e do ambiente tem como objetivo prevenir o acesso físico
não autorizado, danos e interferências com as instalações e informações. Em seu subitem perímetro de segurança
física são apresentadas algumas diretrizes para implementação. Assinale a alternativa INCORRETA acerca do perímetro
de segurança física.
Read text to answer from 33 through 38.
This (Illegal) American Life
By Maria E. Andreu My parents came to New York City to make their fortune when I was a baby. Irresponsible and dreamy and in their early 20s, they didn't think things through when their visa expired; they decided to stay just a bit longer to build up a nest egg. But our stay got progressively longer, until, when I was 6, my grandfather died in South America. My father decided my mother and I should go to the funeral and, with assurances that he would handle everything, sat me down and told me I'd have a nice visit in his boyhood home in Argentina, then be back in America in a month. I didn't see him for two years. We couldn't get a visa to return. My father sent us money from New Jersey, as the months of our absence stretched into years. Finally, he met someone who knew "coyotes" - people who smuggled others into the U.S. via Mexico. He paid them what they asked for, and we flew to Mexico City. They drove us to the Mexican side of the border, and left us at a beach. Another from their operation picked us up there and drove us across as his family. We passed Disneyland on our way to the airport, where we boarded the plane to finally rejoin my father. As a child, I had thought coming back home would be the magical end to our troubles, but in many ways it was the beginning. I chafed at the strictures of undocumented life: no social security number meant no public school (instead I attended a Catholic school my parents could scarcely afford); no driver's license, no after-school job. My parents had made their choices, and I had to live with those, seeing off my classmates as they left on a class trip to Canada, or packing to go off to college, where 1 could not go. The year before I graduated from high school, Congress passed the amnesty law of 1987. A few months after my 18th birthday, I became legal and what had always seemed a blank future of no hope suddenly turned dazzling with possibility. When I went for my interview at the Immigration and Naturalization Service, the caseworker looked at me quizzically when he heard me talk in unaccented English and joke about current events. Surely this American teenager did not fit in with the crowd of illegals looking to make things right. At the time, I was flattered. His confusion meant I could pass as an American.
(Newsweek, October 2f , 2008. Page 12.)
Some of the author's hassles were
Read text to answer from 33 through 38.
This (Illegal) American Life
By Maria E. Andreu My parents came to New York City to make their fortune when I was a baby. Irresponsible and dreamy and in their early 20s, they didn't think things through when their visa expired; they decided to stay just a bit longer to build up a nest egg. But our stay got progressively longer, until, when I was 6, my grandfather died in South America. My father decided my mother and I should go to the funeral and, with assurances that he would handle everything, sat me down and told me I'd have a nice visit in his boyhood home in Argentina, then be back in America in a month. I didn't see him for two years. We couldn't get a visa to return. My father sent us money from New Jersey, as the months of our absence stretched into years. Finally, he met someone who knew "coyotes" - people who smuggled others into the U.S. via Mexico. He paid them what they asked for, and we flew to Mexico City. They drove us to the Mexican side of the border, and left us at a beach. Another from their operation picked us up there and drove us across as his family. We passed Disneyland on our way to the airport, where we boarded the plane to finally rejoin my father. As a child, I had thought coming back home would be the magical end to our troubles, but in many ways it was the beginning. I chafed at the strictures of undocumented life: no social security number meant no public school (instead I attended a Catholic school my parents could scarcely afford); no driver's license, no after-school job. My parents had made their choices, and I had to live with those, seeing off my classmates as they left on a class trip to Canada, or packing to go off to college, where 1 could not go. The year before I graduated from high school, Congress passed the amnesty law of 1987. A few months after my 18th birthday, I became legal and what had always seemed a blank future of no hope suddenly turned dazzling with possibility. When I went for my interview at the Immigration and Naturalization Service, the caseworker looked at me quizzically when he heard me talk in unaccented English and joke about current events. Surely this American teenager did not fit in with the crowd of illegals looking to make things right. At the time, I was flattered. His confusion meant I could pass as an American.
(Newsweek, October 2f , 2008. Page 12.)
I n "They decided to stay a bit longer to build up a nest egg" N E ST E GG is ajan
O texto abaixo contextualiza o tema tratado nas questão.
Leia-o atentamente.
"A Justiça Federal do Rio de Janeiro aceitou nesta quinta-feira, 15, a denúncia do Ministério Público Federal (MPF) contra seis agentes do regime militar acusados de envolvimento no atentado do Riocentro, em 30 de abril de 1981. A juíza Ana Paula Vieira de Carvalho, da 69 Vara Criminal Federal, entendeu que o caso cabe à Justiça comum - e não militar - e que os crimes de tentativa de homicídio, associação em organização criminosa, transporte de explosivos e fraude processual não estão prescritos por terem sido cometidos de forma sistemática e frequente durante a ditadura."
(Disponívelem: http://www.estadao.com.br/noticias/nacional,justica-acata-denuncia-contra-acusados-pelo-atentado-do-riocentro,1167081,0.htm, em 15 de maio de 2014, às 12606.)
O fato histórico tratado no texto pode ser descrito como
ITIL é sigla de Information Technology infrastructure Library, que significa Biblioteca de Infraestrutura de Tecnologia da
Informação. A versão corrente é a V3, composta por 5 livros: estratégia de serviço; desenho de serviço; operação de
serviço; transição de serviço; e, melhoria contínua de serviço. "Orientar a concepção dos Serviços de TI para garantir a
qualidade do serviço, a satisfação do cliente e a relação custo e benefício na prestação de serviços." Trata-se de
O e-MAG é um modelo de acessibilidade em governo eletrônico e apresenta-se na versão 3.0, atualizado e mais abrangente no que diz respeito a tornar acessível o conteúdo do governo brasileiro na Web. Para isso, adota padrões de acessibilidade, que compreendem recomendações ou diretrizes que visam tornar o conteúdo Web acessível a todas as pessoas, sem distinção de classe, raça, cor, sexo, inclusive às pessoas com deficiência. Destina-se aos autores de páginas, projetistas de sítios e aos desenvolvedores de ferramentas para criação de conteúdo. A classificação das recomendações é feita dividindo-as por seções. Uma dessas classificações é marcação. Assinale a alternativa que apresenta corretamente uma característica de marcação.
