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sábado, 17 de diciembre de 2011

TOM'S DISASTER


Tom had lived with his parents for almost 35 years, his mother was his best friend and the person who had undertaken to make the food, wash clothes and pay their whims. Tom had a girlfriend for 5 years and they were deciding to move in together. Tom past 4 months left his parents' house and began to live with Anna, but Anna worked almost 8 hours a day and spent all day outside. One day Tom invite their parents to dinner at his house and decided to prepare the food to surprise their parents and them to see how well it went and the progress he had made as a homemaker ...Tom decided that in order to prepare a paella that day that his parents both liked. Also decided to prepare a fried bread to accompany the paella. Tom also wanted his mother saw that he had also learned to wash dishes and pans, and he decided to take water to the pan with hot oil Tom currently lives with her ​​parents again, and Anne has gone to study abroad in call center engineering.

Ángela

miércoles, 14 de diciembre de 2011

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

domingo, 11 de diciembre de 2011

BITING AN APPLE

"You were not in my belly Steven", told me mom. She said that some children have two dads and two moms. She also told me that my other mummy's name is Joanne and she is from Germany and, my dad is Muslim and his name is Abdulfattah. Then she said that I am a great mix, and I asked her why, and mom has replied that “Best projects always turn out from the best mixes” but I don’t understand what it means.
I asked why I am not with them, so mom answered me that sometimes there are parents who don’t have enough money to care for their children, so they look for other parents as good as them for support them. And she told me that my other mom and my other dad loved very much, and for that reason, they didn’t want I was far from them, so they live in California like us!
Mom has told me these things whereas I was having a snack. Today she gave me an apple, because mummy knows I love to eat them. And after, mom asked me ¿Do you see the apple you’re biting? and I said yes and she said me that if I were with my other parents, I couldn’t eat apples because they wouldn’t buy them, and that has made me very sad, because I love biting apples, of all colors!, yellow, green, red,…
So because of that, mom told me that my other parents have left me with the other mom and dad, so I can eat all apples I want.
I like a lot how mummy explains me things. When I have finished my apple, she has given me permission to go to play to the garage.
María

THE TRAVEL






They took me, I was alone my legs shaking and I didn´t know why, because supposedly I was safe. They said me a lot of things, “Don´t worry” “you have token the best option” “Now we are going to work for you”, but me feeling was other, my head listened other words, and my hearts was terrified.

Why did I lose in that way? Why did I stop when they said stop? Why did I speak?. It's true, my family don't know anything, but they know everything, I want to smoke, but they said me “ you can´t smoke here”, however I smoked the last night, yes my friend, the last night, because my live will be other, I don't know which will be my name, I don't know where I will live and the most important, I don't know if I could live without my things.

One of them come in the car and he said me, “how are you my friend?” Do you know what will happen now?” I know... for that I give you this.
My weak hand take a thing, it was cold and I remembered have token similar thing in other epoch. I down see and my heart reassured, here I had the answer a every question. I look up and I said “ thanks God”.

Richi