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(ITA - 2017 - 1 FASE) A questo refere-se ao texto a seguir: FRAYING AT THE EDGES: A LIFE-CHANGING DIAGNOSIS IT BEGAN WITH what she saw in the bathroom mirror. On a dull morning, Geri Taylor padded into the shiny bathroom of her Manhattan apartment. She casually1 checked her reflection in the mirror, doing her daily inventory. Immediately, she stiffened with fright. Huh? What? She didnt recognize herself. She gazed saucer-eyed at her image, thinking: Oh, is this what I look like? No, thats not me. Whos that in my mirror? This was in late 2012. She was 69, in her early months getting familiar with retirement. For some time she had experienced the sensation of clouds coming over her, mantling thought. There had been a few hiccups at her job. She had been a nurse who climbed the rungs to health care executive. Once, she was leading a staff meeting6 when she had no idea what she was talking about, her mind like a stalled engine that wouldnt turn over. Fortunately2 I was the boss and I just said, Enough of that; Sally, tell me what youre up to,she would say of the episode. Certain mundane tasks stumped her. She told her husband, Jim Taylor, that the blind in the bedroom was broken. He showed her she was pulling the wrong cord. Kept happening. Finally3, nothing else working, he scribbled on the adjacent wall which cord was which. Then there was the day she got off the subway at 14th Street and Seventh Avenue unable to figure out why she was there. So, yes, she had had inklings7 that something was going wrong with her mind. She held tight to thesethoughts. She even hid her suspicions from Mr. Taylor, who chalked up her thinning8 memory to the infirmities of age. I thought she was getting like me,he said. Ihad been forgetful for 10 years. But to not recognize her own face! To Ms. Taylor, this was the drop-dead momentwhen she had to accept a terrible truth. She wasnt just seeing the twitches of aging but the early4 fumes of the disease. She had no further issues with mirrors, but there was no ignoring9 that something important had happened. She confided her fears to her husband and made an appointment with a neurologist. Before then I thought I could fake it,she would explain. This convinced me I had to come clean. In November 2012, she saw the neurologist who was treating her migraines. He listened to hersymptoms, took blood, gave her the Mini Mental State Examination, a standard cognitive test made up of aset of unremarkable questions and commands. (For instance, she was asked to count backward from 100 in intervals of seven; she had to say the phrase: No ifs, ands or buts; she was told to pick up a piece of paper, fold it in half and place it on the floor beside her.) He told her three common words, said he was going to ask her them in a little bit. He emphasized this by pointing10 a finger at his head remember those words. That simple. Yet when he called for them, she knew only one: Beach. In her mind, she would go on to associate it with the doctor, thinking of him as Dr.Beach. He gave a diagnosis of mild cognitive impairment, a common precursor to Alzheimers disease. Thefirst label put on what she had. Even then, she understood it was the footfall of what would come. Alzheimers had struck her father, a paternal aunt and a cousin. She long suspected it would eventually5 find her. Fonte: http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2016/05/01/nyregion/living-with-alzheimers.html?action=clickcontentCollection=Americasmodule=Trendingversion=Fullregion= Marginaliapgtype=article. (acesso em 1/05/2016). Quanto ao gnero textual, o texto pode ser classificado como

(ITA - 2017 - 1 FASE) A questo refere-se ao texto a seguir: FRAYING AT THE EDGES: A LIFE-CHANGING DIAGNOSIS IT BEGAN WITH what she saw in the bathroom mirror. On a dull morning, Geri Taylor padded into the shiny bathroom of her Manhattan apartment. She casually1 checked her reflection in the mirror, doing her daily inventory. Immediately, she stiffened with fright. Huh? What? She didnt recognize herself. She gazed saucer-eyed at her image, thinking: Oh, is this what I look like? No, thats not me. Whos that in my mirror? This was in late 2012. She was 69, in her early months getting familiar with retirement. For some time she had experienced the sensation of clouds coming over her, mantling thought. There had been a few hiccups at her job. She had been a nurse who climbed the rungs to health care executive. Once, she was leading a staff meeting6 when she had no idea what she was talking about, her mind like a stalled engine that wouldnt turn over. Fortunately2 I was the boss and I just said, Enough of that; Sally, tell me what youre up to,she would say of the episode. Certain mundane tasks stumped her. She told her husband, Jim Taylor, that the blind in the bedroom was broken. He showed her she was pulling the wrong cord. Kept happening. Finally3, nothing else working, he scribbled on the adjacent wall which cord was which. Then there was the day she got off the subway at 14th Street and Seventh Avenue unable to figure out why she was there. So, yes, she had had inklings7 that something was going wrong with her mind. She held tight to thesethoughts. She even hid her suspicions from Mr. Taylor, who chalked up her thinning8 memory to the infirmities of age. I thought she was getting like me,he said. Ihad been forgetful for 10 years. But to not recognize her own face! To Ms. Taylor, this was the drop-dead momentwhen she had to accept a terrible truth. She wasnt just seeing the twitches of aging but the early4 fumes of the disease. She had no further issues with mirrors, but there was no ignoring9 that something important had happened. She confided her fears to her husband and made an appointment with a neurologist. Before then I thought I could fake it,she would explain. This convinced me I had to come clean. In November 2012, she saw the neurologist who was treating her migraines. He listened to hersymptoms, took blood, gave her the Mini Mental State Examination, a standard cognitive test made up of aset of unremarkable questions and commands. (For instance, she was asked to count backward from 100 in intervals of seven; she had to say the phrase: No ifs, ands or buts; she was told to pick up a piece of paper, fold it in half and place it on the floor beside her.) He told her three common words, said he was going to ask her them in a little bit. He emphasized this by pointing10 a finger at his head remember those words. That simple. Yet when he called for them, she knew only one: Beach. In her mind, she would go on to associate it with the doctor, thinking of him as Dr.Beach. He gave a diagnosis of mild cognitive impairment, a common precursor to Alzheimers disease. Thefirst label put on what she had. Even then, she understood it was the footfall of what would come. Alzheimers had struck her father, a paternal aunt and a cousin. She long suspected it would eventually5 find her. Fonte: http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2016/05/01/nyregion/living-with-alzheimers.html?action=clickcontentCollection=Americasmodule=Trendingversion=Fullregion= Marginaliapgtype=article. (acesso em 1/05/2016). Quanto narrativa, o texto apresentado

(ITA - 2017 - 1 FASE) A questo refere-se ao texto a seguir: FRAYING AT THE EDGES: A LIFE-CHANGING DIAGNOSIS IT BEGAN WITHwhat she saw in the bathroom mirror. On a dull morning, Geri Taylor padded into the shiny bathroom of her Manhattan apartment. She casually1checked her reflection in the mirror, doing her daily inventory. Immediately, she stiffened with fright. Huh? What? She didnt recognize herself. She gazed saucer-eyed at her image, thinking: Oh, is this what I look like? No, thats not me. Whos that in my mirror? This was in late 2012. She was 69, in her early months getting familiar with retirement. For some time she had experienced the sensation of clouds coming over her, mantling thought. There had been a few hiccups at her job. She had been a nurse who climbed the rungs to health care executive. Once, she was leading a staff meeting6when she had no idea what she was talking about, her mind like a stalled engine that wouldnt turn over. Fortunately2I was the boss and I just said, Enough of that; Sally, tell me what youre up to,she would say of the episode. Certain mundane tasks stumped her. She told her husband, Jim Taylor, that the blind in the bedroom was broken. He showed her she was pulling the wrong cord. Kept happening. Finally3, nothing else working, he scribbled on the adjacent wall which cord was which. Then there was the day she got off the subway at 14th Street and Seventh Avenue unable to figure out why she was there. So, yes, she had had inklings7that something was going wrong with her mind. She held tight to thesethoughts. She even hid her suspicions from Mr. Taylor, who chalked up her thinning8memory to the infirmities of age. I thought she was getting like me,he said. Ihad been forgetful for 10 years. But to not recognize her own face! To Ms. Taylor, this was the drop-dead momentwhen she had to accept a terrible truth. She wasnt just seeing the twitches of aging but the early4fumes of the disease. She had no further issues with mirrors, but there was no ignoring9that something important had happened. She confided her fears to her husband and made an appointment with a neurologist. Before then I thought I could fake it,she would explain. This convinced me I had to come clean. In November 2012, she saw the neurologist who was treating her migraines. He listened to hersymptoms, took blood, gave her the Mini Mental State Examination, a standard cognitive test made up of aset of unremarkable questions and commands. (For instance, she was asked to count backward from 100 in intervals of seven; she had to say the phrase: No ifs, ands or buts; she was told to pick up a piece of paper, fold it in half and place it on the floor beside her.) He told her three common words, said he was going to ask her them in a little bit. He emphasized this by pointing10a finger at his head remember those words. That simple. Yet when he called for them, she knew only one: Beach. In her mind, she would go on to associate it with the doctor, thinking of him as Dr.Beach. He gave a diagnosis of mild cognitive impairment, a common precursor to Alzheimers disease. Thefirst label put on what she had. Even then, she understood it was the footfall of what would come. Alzheimers had struck her father, a paternal aunt and a cousin. She long suspected it would eventually5find her. Fonte: http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2016/05/01/nyregion/living-with-alzheimers.html?action=clickcontentCollection=Americasmodule=Trendingversion=Fullregion= Marginaliapgtype=article. (acesso em 1/05/2016). De acordo com o texto,

(ITA - 2017 - 1 FASE) A questo refere-se ao texto a seguir: FRAYING AT THE EDGES: A LIFE-CHANGING DIAGNOSIS IT BEGAN WITHwhat she saw in the bathroom mirror. On a dull morning, Geri Taylor padded into the shiny bathroom of her Manhattan apartment. She casually1checked her reflection in the mirror, doing her daily inventory. Immediately, she stiffened with fright. Huh? What? She didnt recognize herself. She gazed saucer-eyed at her image, thinking: Oh, is this what I look like? No, thats not me. Whos that in my mirror? This was in late 2012. She was 69, in her early months getting familiar with retirement. For some time she had experienced the sensation of clouds coming over her, mantling thought. There had been a few hiccups at her job. She had been a nurse who climbed the rungs to health care executive. Once, she was leading a staff meeting6when she had no idea what she was talking about, her mind like a stalled engine that wouldnt turn over. Fortunately2I was the boss and I just said, Enough of that; Sally, tell me what youre up to,she would say of the episode. Certain mundane tasks stumped her. She told her husband, Jim Taylor, that the blind in the bedroom was broken. He showed her she was pulling the wrong cord. Kept happening. Finally3, nothing else working, he scribbled on the adjacent wall which cord was which. Then there was the day she got off the subway at 14th Street and Seventh Avenue unable to figure out why she was there. So, yes, she had had inklings7that something was going wrong with her mind. She held tight to thesethoughts. She even hid her suspicions from Mr. Taylor, who chalked up her thinning8memory to the infirmities of age. I thought she was getting like me,he said. Ihad been forgetful for 10 years. But to not recognize her own face! To Ms. Taylor, this was the drop-dead momentwhen she had to accept a terrible truth. She wasnt just seeing the twitches of aging but the early4fumes of the disease. She had no further issues with mirrors, but there was no ignoring9that something important had happened. She confided her fears to her husband and made an appointment with a neurologist. Before then I thought I could fake it,she would explain. This convinced me I had to come clean. In November 2012, she saw the neurologist who was treating her migraines. He listened to hersymptoms, took blood, gave her the Mini Mental State Examination, a standard cognitive test made up of aset of unremarkable questions and commands. (For instance, she was asked to count backward from 100 in intervals of seven; she had to say the phrase: No ifs, ands or buts; she was told to pick up a piece of paper, fold it in half and place it on the floor beside her.) He told her three common words, said he was going to ask her them in a little bit. He emphasized this by pointing10a finger at his head remember those words. That simple. Yet when he called for them, she knew only one: Beach. In her mind, she would go on to associate it with the doctor, thinking of him as Dr.Beach. He gave a diagnosis of mild cognitive impairment, a common precursor to Alzheimers disease. Thefirst label put on what she had. Even then, she understood it was the footfall of what would come. Alzheimers had struck her father, a paternal aunt and a cousin. She long suspected it would eventually5find her. Fonte: http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2016/05/01/nyregion/living-with-alzheimers.html?action=clickcontentCollection=Americasmodule=Trendingversion=Fullregion= Marginaliapgtype=article. (acesso em 1/05/2016). Marque a opo correta quanto aos procedimentos solicitados pelo neurologista a Geri Taylor.

(ITA - 2017 - 1 FASE) A questo refere-se ao texto a seguir: FRAYING AT THE EDGES: A LIFE-CH ANGING DI AGNOSIS IT BEGAN WITHwhat she saw in the bathroom mirror. On a dull morning, Geri Taylor padded into the shiny bathroom of her Manhattan apartment. She casually1checked her reflection in the mirror, doing her daily inventory. Immediately, she stiffened with fright. Huh? What? She didnt recognize herself. She gazed saucer-eyed at her image, thinking: Oh, is this what I look like? No, thats not me. Whos that in my mirror? This was in late 2012. She was 69, in her early months getting familiar with retirement. For some time she had experienced the sensation of clouds coming over her, mantling thought. There had been a few hiccups at her job. She had been a nurse who climbed the rungs to health care executive. Once, she was leading a staff meeting6when she had no idea what she was talking about, her mind like a stalled engine that wouldnt turn over. Fortunately2I was the boss and I just said, Enough of that; Sally, tell me what youre up to,she would say of the episode. Certain mundane tasks stumped her. She told her husband, Jim Taylor, that the blind in the bedroom was broken. He showed her she was pulling the wrong cord. Kept happening. Finally3, nothing else working, he scribbled on the adjacent wall which cord was which. Then there was the day she got off the subway at 14th Street and Seventh Avenue unable to figure out why she was there. So, yes, she had had inklings7that something was going wrong with her mind. She held tight to thesethoughts. She even hid her suspicions from Mr. Taylor, who chalked up her thinning8memory to the infirmities of age. I thought she was getting like me,he said. Ihad been forgetful for 10 years. But to not recognize her own face! To Ms. Taylor, this was the drop-dead momentwhen she had to accept a terrible truth. She wasnt just seeing the twitches of aging but the early4fumes of the disease. She had no further issues with mirrors, but there was no ignoring9that something important had happened. She confided her fears to her husband and made an appointment with a neurologist. Before then I thought I could fake it,she would explain. This convinced me I had to come clean. In November 2012, she saw the neurologist who was treating her migraines. He listened to hersymptoms, took blood, gave her the Mini Mental State Examination, a standard cognitive test made up of aset of unremarkable questions and commands. (For instance, she was asked to count backward from 100 in intervals of seven; she had to say the phrase: No ifs, ands or buts; she was told to pick up a piece of paper, fold it in half and place it on the floor beside her.) He told her three common words, said he was going to ask her them in a little bit. He emphasized this by pointing10a finger at his head remember those words. That simple. Yet when he called for them, she knew only one: Beach. In her mind, she would go on to associate it with the doctor, thinking of him as Dr.Beach. He gave a diagnosis of mild cognitive impairment, a common precursor to Alzheimers disease. Thefirst label put on what she had. Even then, she understood it was the footfall of what would come. Alzheimers had struck her father, a paternal aunt and a cousin. She long suspected it would eventually5find her. Fonte: http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2016/05/01/nyregion/living-with-alzheimers.html?action=clickcontentCollection=Americasmodule=Trendingversion=Fullregion= Marginaliapgtype=article. (acesso em 1/05/2016). Marque a opo que contm a principal causa da deciso de Geri Taylor em buscar diagnstico mdico.

(ITA - 2017 - 1 FASE) A questo refere-se ao texto a seguir: FRAYING AT THE EDGES: A LIFE-CH ANGING DI AGNOSIS IT BEGAN WITHwhat she saw in the bathroom mirror. On a dull morning, Geri Taylor padded into the shiny bathroom of her Manhattan apartment. She casually1checked her reflection in the mirror, doing her daily inventory. Immediately, she stiffened with fright. Huh? What? She didnt recognize herself. She gazed saucer-eyed at her image, thinking: Oh, is this what I look like? No, thats not me. Whos that in my mirror? This was in late 2012. She was 69, in her early months getting familiar with retirement. For some time she had experienced the sensation of clouds coming over her, mantling thought. There had been a few hiccups at her job. She had been a nurse who climbed the rungs to health care executive. Once, she was leading a staff meeting6when she had no idea what she was talking about, her mind like a stalled engine that wouldnt turn over. Fortunately2I was the boss and I just said, Enough of that; Sally, tell me what youre up to,she would say of the episode. Certain mundane tasks stumped her. She told her husband, Jim Taylor, that the blind in the bedroom was broken. He showed her she was pulling the wrong cord. Kept happening. Finally3, nothing else working, he scribbled on the adjacent wall which cord was which. Then there was the day she got off the subway at 14th Street and Seventh Avenue unable to figure out why she was there. So, yes, she had had inklings7that something was going wrong with her mind. She held tight to thesethoughts. She even hid her suspicions from Mr. Taylor, who chalked up her thinning8memory to the infirmities of age. I thought she was getting like me,he said. Ihad been forgetful for 10 years. But to not recognize her own face! To Ms. Taylor, this was the drop-dead momentwhen she had to accept a terrible truth. She wasnt just seeing the twitches of aging but the early4fumes of the disease. She had no further issues with mirrors, but there was no ignoring9that something important had happened. She confided her fears to her husband and made an appointment with a neurologist. Before then I thought I could fake it,she would explain. This convinced me I had to come clean. In November 2012, she saw the neurologist who was treating her migraines. He listened to hersymptoms, took blood, gave her the Mini Mental State Examination, a standard cognitive test made up of aset of unremarkable questions and commands. (For instance, she was asked to count backward from 100 in intervals of seven; she had to say the phrase: No ifs, ands or buts; she was told to pick up a piece of paper, fold it in half and place it on the floor beside her.) He told her three common words, said he was going to ask her them in a little bit. He emphasized this by pointing10a finger at his head remember those words. That simple. Yet when he called for them, she knew only one: Beach. In her mind, she would go on to associate it with the doctor, thinking of him as Dr.Beach. He gave a diagnosis of mild cognitive impairment, a common precursor to Alzheimers disease. Thefirst label put on what she had. Even then, she understood it was the footfall of what would come. Alzheimers had struck her father, a paternal aunt and a cousin. She long suspected it would eventually5find her. Fonte: http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2016/05/01/nyregion/living-with-alzheimers.html?action=clickcontentCollection=Americasmodule=Trendingversion=Fullregion= Marginaliapgtype=article. (acesso em 1/05/2016). Marque a opo em que o item sublinhado NO classificado como um advrbio.

(ITA - 2017 - 1 FASE) A questo refere-se ao texto a seguir: FRAYING AT THE EDGES: A LIFE-CHANGING DIAGNOSIS IT BEGAN WITHwhat she saw in the bathroom mirror. On a dull morning, Geri Taylor padded into the shiny bathroom of her Manhattan apartment. She casually1checked her reflection in the mirror, doing her daily inventory. Immediately, she stiffened with fright. Huh? What? She didnt recognize herself. She gazed saucer-eyed at her image, thinking: Oh, is this what I look like? No, thats not me. Whos that in my mirror? This was in late 2012. She was 69, in her early months getting familiar with retirement. For some time she had experienced the sensation of clouds coming over her, mantling thought. There had been a few hiccups at her job. She had been a nurse who climbed the rungs to health care executive. Once, she was leading a staff meeting6when she had no idea what she was talking about, her mind like a stalled engine that wouldnt turn over. Fortunately2I was the boss and I just said, Enough of that; Sally, tell me what youre up to,she would say of the episode. Certain mundane tasks stumped her. She told her husband, Jim Taylor, that the blind in the bedroom was broken. He showed her she was pulling the wrong cord. Kept happening. Finally3, nothing else working, he scribbled on the adjacent wall which cord was which. Then there was the day she got off the subway at 14th Street and Seventh Avenue unable to figure out why she was there. So, yes, she had had inklings7that something was going wrong with her mind. She held tight to thesethoughts. She even hid her suspicions from Mr. Taylor, who chalked up her thinning8memory to the infirmities of age. I thought she was getting like me,he said. Ihad been forgetful for 10 years. But to not recognize her own face! To Ms. Taylor, this was the drop-dead momentwhen she had to accept a terrible truth. She wasnt just seeing the twitches of aging but the early4fumes of the disease. She had no further issues with mirrors, but there was no ignoring9that something important had happened. She confided her fears to her husband and made an appointment with a neurologist. Before then I thought I could fake it,she would explain. This convinced me I had to come clean. In November 2012, she saw the neurologist who was treating her migraines. He listened to hersymptoms, took blood, gave her the Mini Mental State Examination, a standard cognitive test made up of aset of unremarkable questions and commands. (For instance, she was asked to count backward from 100 in intervals of seven; she had to say the phrase: No ifs, ands or buts; she was told to pick up a piece of paper, fold it in half and place it on the floor beside her.) He told her three common words, said he was going to ask her them in a little bit. He emphasized this by pointing10a finger at his head remember those words. That simple. Yet when he called for them, she knew only one: Beach. In her mind, she would go on to associate it with the doctor, thinking of him as Dr.Beach. He gave a diagnosis of mild cognitive impairment, a common precursor to Alzheimers disease. Thefirst label put on what she had. Even then, she understood it was the footfall of what would come. Alzheimers had struck her father, a paternal aunt and a cousin. She long suspected it would eventually5find her. Fonte: http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2016/05/01/nyregion/living-with-alzheimers.html?action=clickcontentCollection=Americasmodule=Trendingversion=Fullregion= Marginaliapgtype=article. (acesso em 1/05/2016). Marque a opo em que o item sublinhado um qualificador.

(ITA - 2017 - 1 FASE) INSIDE THE BILL GATES-BACKED ACCELERATOR THATS TRAINING THE NEXT GENERATION OF VENTURE CAPITALISTS Lauren Gensler, FORBES STAFF In an airy converted furniture store in Seattles Pioneer Square neighborhood, five novice impactfund managers from Zimbabwe, Guatemala and the Netherlands are rehearsing the sales pitches theyll make the next day to 60 mostly institutional investors, representing $10 billion in capital. The presentations will be a graduation ceremony of sorts. Despite their impressive resumes, the five men have just completed a four-week boot camp covering everything from term sheets, accounting and mezzanine debt structures to dealing with corruption to defining and marketing their brands. Theyll head home with golden contacts (investor cocktail hours were built into the packed schedule) and a commitment for up to $500,000 in seed capital from Capria Accelerator, a first-of-its-kind venture whose initial investors include Microsoft cofounder (and worlds richest man) Bill Gates. One of those rehearsing is Patrick Makanza, 51, an M.B.A. and veteran of Unilever and BarclaysBank, who1 quit a cushy job at a top Zimbabwe private equity firm and launched Vakayi Capital. The first fund being formed by Vakayi (which means to build) will back for-profit businesses providing essential services in Zimbabwe, which has per capita gross domestic product of about $1,000. That fund will make loans (with an option to convert some to equity) for an average of four years to small and medium-size businesses that2 want to expand and cant get adequate bank financing. Among potential investments: an eye clinic thats building a new operating room so it can double its daily procedures and bring down the cost of cataract surgery; an education microlender; and a builder of low-cost housing. The next day, in their presentation, Makanza and his Vakayi cofounder tackle head-on the tough issues they might be asked about, including Zimbabwes endemic corruption, economic challenges and currency dramasit squelched hyperinflation in 2009 by switching to foreign currencies, primarily the U.S. dollar. But in the question period Tracy Washington, principal investment officer for the International Finance Corp.s global private equity funds, lobs a personal query at Makanza, a father of four who3 is partial to conservative business suits and golf. With your resume, she asks, why get involved with so risky an enterprise, and will you stick to it?Makanza responds that4 he worked in venture capital back in the 1990s and came to miss the highs and lows of investing in early-stage entrepreneurs. I still have at least ten years to do this. Its a real roller-coaster lifestyle. But I enjoyed it, and I want to have more of that experience again. Impact investing which5 aims to produce both financial and social or environmental returns is in vogue. Big names in finance, from BlackRock to Goldman Sachs to Bank of America Merrill Lynch, have beenpiling in recently, seeing it as a way to appeal to the socially conscious Millennials now building and inheritingwealth. But this alternative asset class is still small $77 billion invested worldwide, according to a new survey from the Global Impact Investing Network. To grow, it needs experienced, hands-on fund managers, and those are in short supply, particularly in areas with the greatest needs, such as sub-Saharan Africa. Fonte: http://www.forbes.com/sites/laurengensler/2016/06/15/capria-bill-gates-impact-investing-accelerator/#56afe1ab1dc4. (Acesso em 07/07/2016). De acordo com o texto,

(ITA - 2017 - 1 FASE) INSIDE THE BILL GATES-BACKED ACCELERATOR THATS TRAINING THE NEXT GENERATION OF VENTURE CAPITALISTS Lauren Gensler, FORBES STAFF In an airy converted furniture store in Seattles Pioneer Square neighborhood, five novice impactfund managers from Zimbabwe, Guatemala and the Netherlands are rehearsing the sales pitches theyll make the next day to 60 mostly institutional investors, representing $10 billion in capital. The presentations will be a graduation ceremony of sorts. Despite their impressive resumes, the five men have just completed a four-week boot camp covering everything from term sheets, accounting and mezzanine debt structures to dealing with corruption to defining and marketing their brands. Theyll head home with golden contacts (investor cocktail hours were built into the packed schedule) and a commitment for up to $500,000 in seed capital from Capria Accelerator, a first-of-its-kind venture whose initial investors include Microsoft cofounder (and worlds richest man) Bill Gates. One of those rehearsing is Patrick Makanza, 51, an M.B.A. and veteran of Unilever and BarclaysBank, who1quit a cushy job at a top Zimbabwe private equity firm and launched Vakayi Capital. The first fund being formed by Vakayi (which means to build) will back for-profit businesses providing essential services in Zimbabwe, which has per capita gross domestic product of about $1,000. That fund will make loans (with an option to convert some to equity) for an average of four years to small and medium-size businesses that2want to expand and cant get adequate bank financing. Among potential investments: an eye clinic thats building a new operating room so it can double its daily procedures and bring down the cost of cataract surgery; an education microlender; and a builder of low-cost housing. The next day, in their presentation, Makanza and his Vakayi cofounder tackle head-on the tough issues they might be asked about, including Zimbabwes endemic corruption, economic challenges and currency dramasit squelched hyperinflation in 2009 by switching to foreign currencies, primarily the U.S. dollar. But in the question period Tracy Washington, principal investment officer for the International Finance Corp.s global private equity funds, lobs a personal query at Makanza, a father of four who3is partial to conservative business suits and golf. With your resume, she asks, why get involved with so risky an enterprise, and will you stick to it?Makanza responds that4he worked in venture capital back in the 1990s and came to miss the highs and lows of investing in early-stage entrepreneurs. I still have at least ten years to do this. Its a real roller-coaster lifestyle. But I enjoyed it, and I want to have more of that experience again. Impact investing which5aims to produce both financial and social or environmental returns is in vogue. Big names in finance, from BlackRock to Goldman Sachs to Bank of America Merrill Lynch, have beenpiling in recently, seeing it as a way to appeal to the socially conscious Millennials now building and inheritingwealth. But this alternative asset class is still small $77 billion invested worldwide, according to a new survey from the Global Impact Investing Network. To grow, it needs experienced, hands-on fund managers, and those are in short supply, particularly in areas with the greatest needs, such as sub-Saharan Africa. Fonte: http://www.forbes.com/sites/laurengensler/2016/06/15/capria-bill-gates-impact-investing-accelerator/#56afe1ab1dc4. (Acesso em 07/07/2016). INCORRETO afirmar que Patrick Makanza

(ITA - 2017 - 1 FASE) INSIDE THE BILL GATES-BACKED ACCELERATOR THATS TRAINING THE NEXT GENERATION OF VENTURE CAPITALISTS Lauren Gensler, FORBES STAFF In an airy converted furniture store in Seattles Pioneer Square neighborhood, five novice impactfund managers from Zimbabwe, Guatemala and the Netherlands are rehearsing the sales pitches theyll make the next day to 60 mostly institutional investors, representing $10 billion in capital. The presentations will be a graduation ceremony of sorts. Despite their impressive resumes, the five men have just completed a four-week boot camp covering everything from term sheets, accounting and mezzanine debt structures to dealing with corruption to defining and marketing their brands. Theyll head home with golden contacts (investor cocktail hours were built into the packed schedule) and a commitment for up to $500,000 in seed capital from Capria Accelerator, a first-of-its-kind venture whose initial investors include Microsoft cofounder (and worlds richest man) Bill Gates. One of those rehearsing is Patrick Makanza, 51, an M.B.A. and veteran of Unilever and BarclaysBank, who1quit a cushy job at a top Zimbabwe private equity firm and launched Vakayi Capital. The first fund being formed by Vakayi (which means to build) will back for-profit businesses providing essential services in Zimbabwe, which has per capita gross domestic product of about $1,000. That fund will make loans (with an option to convert some to equity) for an average of four years to small and medium-size businesses that2want to expand and cant get adequate bank financing. Among potential investments: an eye clinic thats building a new operating room so it can double its daily procedures and bring down the cost of cataract surgery; an education microlender; and a builder of low-cost housing. The next day, in their presentation, Makanza and his Vakayi cofounder tackle head-on the tough issues they might be asked about, including Zimbabwes endemic corruption, economic challenges and currency dramasit squelched hyperinflation in 2009 by switching to foreign currencies, primarily the U.S. dollar. But in the question period Tracy Washington, principal investment officer for the International Finance Corp.s global private equity funds, lobs a personal query at Makanza, a father of four who3is partial to conservative business suits and golf. With your resume, she asks, why get involved with so risky an enterprise, and will you stick to it?Makanza responds that4he worked in venture capital back in the 1990s and came to miss the highs and lows of investing in early-stage entrepreneurs. I still have at least ten years to do this. Its a real roller-coaster lifestyle. But I enjoyed it, and I want to have more of that experience again. Impact investing which5aims to produce both financial and social or environmental returns is in vogue. Big names in finance, from BlackRock to Goldman Sachs to Bank of America Merrill Lynch, have beenpiling in recently, seeing it as a way to appeal to the socially conscious Millennials now building and inheritingwealth. But this alternative asset class is still small $77 billion invested worldwide, according to a new survey from the Global Impact Investing Network. To grow, it needs experienced, hands-on fund managers, and those are in short supply, particularly in areas with the greatest needs, such as sub-Saharan Africa. Fonte: http://www.forbes.com/sites/laurengensler/2016/06/15/capria-bill-gates-impact-investing-accelerator/#56afe1ab1dc4. (Acesso em 07/07/2016). Marque a opo que substitui o trecho sublinhado, mantendo o mesmo sentido. Despite their impressive resumes, the five men have just completed a four-week boot camp covering everything from term sheets, [...]

(ITA - 2017 - 1 FASE) INSIDE THE BILL GATES-BACKED ACCELERATOR THATS TRAINING THE NEXT GENERATION OF VENTURE CAPITALISTS Lauren Gensler, FORBES STAFF In an airy converted furniture store in Seattles Pioneer Square neighborhood, five novice impactfund managers from Zimbabwe, Guatemala and the Netherlands are rehearsing the sales pitches theyll make the next day to 60 mostly institutional investors, representing $10 billion in capital. The presentations will be a graduation ceremony of sorts. Despite their impressive resumes, the five men have just completed a four-week boot camp covering everything from term sheets, accounting and mezzanine debt structures to dealing with corruption to defining and marketing their brands. Theyll head home with golden contacts (investor cocktail hours were built into the packed schedule) and a commitment for up to $500,000 in seed capital from Capria Accelerator, a first-of-its-kind venture whose initial investors include Microsoft cofounder (and worlds richest man) Bill Gates. One of those rehearsing is Patrick Makanza, 51, an M.B.A. and veteran of Unilever and BarclaysBank, who1quit a cushy job at a top Zimbabwe private equity firm and launched Vakayi Capital. The first fund being formed by Vakayi (which means to build) will back for-profit businesses providing essential services in Zimbabwe, which has per capita gross domestic product of about $1,000. That fund will make loans (with an option to convert some to equity) for an average of four years to small and medium-size businesses that2want to expand and cant get adequate bank financing. Among potential investments: an eye clinic thats building a new operating room so it can double its daily procedures and bring down the cost of cataract surgery; an education microlender; and a builder of low-cost housing. The next day, in their presentation, Makanza and his Vakayi cofounder tackle head-on the tough issues they might be asked about, including Zimbabwes endemic corruption, economic challenges and currency dramasit squelched hyperinflation in 2009 by switching to foreign currencies, primarily the U.S. dollar. But in the question period Tracy Washington, principal investment officer for the International Finance Corp.s global private equity funds, lobs a personal query at Makanza, a father of four who3is partial to conservative business suits and golf. With your resume, she asks, why get involved with so risky an enterprise, and will you stick to it?Makanza responds that4he worked in venture capital back in the 1990s and came to miss the highs and lows of investing in early-stage entrepreneurs. I still have at least ten years to do this. Its a real roller-coaster lifestyle. But I enjoyed it, and I want to have more of that experience again. Impact investing which5aims to produce both financial and social or environmental returns is in vogue. Big names in finance, from BlackRock to Goldman Sachs to Bank of America Merrill Lynch, have beenpiling in recently, seeing it as a way to appeal to the socially conscious Millennials now building and inheritingwealth. But this alternative asset class is still small $77 billion invested worldwide, according to a new survey from the Global Impact Investing Network. To grow, it needs experienced, hands-on fund managers, and those are in short supply, particularly in areas with the greatest needs, such as sub-Saharan Africa. Fonte: http://www.forbes.com/sites/laurengensler/2016/06/15/capria-bill-gates-impact-investing-accelerator/#56afe1ab1dc4. (Acesso em 07/07/2016). Marque a opo em que o item sublinhado NO exerce a funo de agente da orao.

(ITA - 2017 - 1 FASE) INSIDE THE BILL GATES-BACKED ACCELERATOR THATS TRAINING THE NEXT GENERATION OF VENTURE CAPITALISTS Lauren Gensler, FORBES STAFF In an airy converted furniture store in Seattles Pioneer Square neighborhood, five novice impactfund managers from Zimbabwe, Guatemala and the Netherlands are rehearsing the sales pitches theyll make the next day to 60 mostly institutional investors, representing $10 billion in capital. The presentations will be a graduation ceremony of sorts. Despite their impressive resumes, the five men have just completed a four-week boot camp covering everything from term sheets, accounting and mezzanine debt structures to dealing with corruption to defining and marketing their brands. Theyll head home with golden contacts (investor cocktail hours were built into the packed schedule) and a commitment for up to $500,000 in seed capital from Capria Accelerator, a first-of-its-kind venture whose initial investors include Microsoft cofounder (and worlds richest man) Bill Gates. One of those rehearsing is Patrick Makanza, 51, an M.B.A. and veteran of Unilever and BarclaysBank, who1quit a cushy job at a top Zimbabwe private equity firm and launched Vakayi Capital. The first fund being formed by Vakayi (which means to build) will back for-profit businesses providing essential services in Zimbabwe, which has per capita gross domestic product of about $1,000. That fund will make loans (with an option to convert some to equity) for an average of four years to small and medium-size businesses that2want to expand and cant get adequate bank financing. Among potential investments: an eye clinic thats building a new operating room so it can double its daily procedures and bring down the cost of cataract surgery; an education microlender; and a builder of low-cost housing. The next day, in their presentation, Makanza and his Vakayi cofounder tackle head-on the tough issues they might be asked about, including Zimbabwes endemic corruption, economic challenges and currency dramasit squelched hyperinflation in 2009 by switching to foreign currencies, primarily the U.S. dollar. But in the question period Tracy Washington, principal investment officer for the International Finance Corp.s global private equity funds, lobs a personal query at Makanza, a father of four who3is partial to conservative business suits and golf. With your resume, she asks, why get involved with so risky an enterprise, and will you stick to it?Makanza responds that4he worked in venture capital back in the 1990s and came to miss the highs and lows of investing in early-stage entrepreneurs. I still have at least ten years to do this. Its a real roller-coaster lifestyle. But I enjoyed it, and I want to have more of that experience again. Impact investing which5aims to produce both financial and social or environmental returns is in vogue. Big names in finance, from BlackRock to Goldman Sachs to Bank of America Merrill Lynch, have beenpiling in recently, seeing it as a way to appeal to the socially conscious Millennials now building and inheritingwealth. But this alternative asset class is still small $77 billion invested worldwide, according to a new survey from the Global Impact Investing Network. To grow, it needs experienced, hands-on fund managers, and those are in short supply, particularly in areas with the greatest needs, such as sub-Saharan Africa. Fonte: http://www.forbes.com/sites/laurengensler/2016/06/15/capria-bill-gates-impact-investing-accelerator/#56afe1ab1dc4. (Acesso em 07/07/2016). O termo whose em: Theyll head home with golden contacts (investor cocktail hours were built into the packed schedule) and a commitment for up to $500,000 in seed capital from Capria Accelerator, a first-of-its-kind venture whose initial investors include Microsoft cofounder (and worlds richest man) Bill Gates., refere-se a

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