INTERNATIONAL FAIR

Madrid. 22/11/2011. Everything was ready. The posters hung the stove on, and the tables provided. We represented all that it means a country: its people, its food, its national sport ... CES Don Bosco celebrated it first International Fair. We were all anxious, excited, nerve. It was time. And finally, students and teachers came. Asked, wanted information but above all, wanted to see the good in every country, or the same, its gastronomy. And so, Canada fed us with pancakes with maple syrup, New Zealand let us test their kiwis. And U.S.A. tempts us with their peanut butter sandwiches. When it was over, few words have being going round and round in my head: effort, hard work and above all, collaboration.

INTERNATIONAL FAIR NIGHTMARE

Maria was preparing the international fair for the university with her partner full of enthusiasm; she was to represent New Zealand Stand, the day before she bought some kiwis an other food to offer the visitors.

She was very nervous because I wanted everything to go well and dedicate many hours to prepare.
Maria  lived at home with his parents and his little pet, a dog named Tom.
Maria the night before in a little carelessness leaved the refrigerator door open with the preparations for the international fair but her astute dog ate everything in its path, including kiwis.

The next morning, Maria got up early very excited and when he reached the kitchen was the surprise that awaited him, his dog had eaten all the food!Mary began to cry and quickly called her partner which were angry with her.Maria has only one solution: quickly find a place to buy everything again.So Maria low went to buy some kiwis and bring to college.Maria did not know that down the stairs of the university, the bag would break and the kiwis would come rolling down all the stairs.

Ángela

LEARN ENGLISH

-What are you doing here, darling, in Canada?

-Me no “comprender”. Me “estar” in my university, one Wednesday, and a class group did an international “feria”, so I started to speak with a group of nice girls. They offered me “tortitas”, with syrup of “arce” Do you know? “Arce”? The tree?

But I didn’t understand them Ni to the Canada Girls, ni the other groups, there were “más” countries… Ireland, New Zealand, USA, with more “comida”…

But me no “comprending”… Me “pensar” that this travel would be some of Bosmar, you know? Bosmar?  Tourist thing!!!  But no, this is “practice”…

Me “pensar” that me study more English….

María