dilluns, 21 de novembre del 2011

My favorite series

My favorite series :
-Gossip Girl:his series is about three boys and four girls. They live in Upper East Side of Manhattan. Gossip Girl revolves around the lives of socialite young adults  who attend private schools. While dealing with sex, drugs, and other teenage issues.
-Barco: his series is about  the people who live in the ship and they  are the only ones left on earth . the Earth was disapeared and  only there was a small parts of land. They search the land.



My travel to London

Last summer I went to London a weekend whit my family. the travel was a present of my grandmother. the travel was short but very intensive. We visited: Big Ben, National Art Gallery, Natural History Museum, Harrots, Camden Town, London Eye, many shops .... on sunday we were coincided with Notting Hill carnival and we visited it. i lik it because it was amazing, and there were a very police and helicopters to controled this.

I love this city. i want live in London a short time. the other thing that i like London because the shops are very big.

WITHOUT YOU


I can’t win, I can’t reign/
I will never win this game/
Without you, without you
I am lost, I am vain
I will never be the same
Without you, without you
I won’t run, I won’t fly
I will never make it back
Without you, without you
I can’t rest, I can’t fight
All I need is you and I
Without you
Without..
You..
Oh, oh, oh
You, you, you
Without you, you, you
Without you..
Can’t erase, so I’ll take blame
But I can’t accept that we we’re estranged
Without you, without you
I can’t quit now, this can’t be right
I can’t take one more sleepless night
Without you, without you
I won’t soar, I won’t climb
If you’re not here, I’m living life
Without you, without you
I can’t look, I’m so blind
I lost my heart, I lost my mind
Without you
Without..
You..
Oh, oh, oh
You, you, you
Without you, you, you
Without you.
I am lost, I am vain
I will never be the same
Without you, without you, without you.


No puc guanyar.no puc ser el rei,
mai guanyarè aquest joc
sense tu
estic perdut, sóc inútil
mai seré el mateix
sense tu
no puc correr, no puc volar
mai ho aconseguirè
sense tu
no puc descansar, no puc lluitar
el que necessito és estar amb tu.
sense tu
no ho puc no m'ho puc treure del cap,exepto la culpa
no puc exeptar que estiguem lluny un de l'altre
sense tu.
No puc renunciar-ho ara aiò no estaria bé
no puc passar una nit més sense dormir
sense tu
no podrè remuntar, no podré escalar
si no estàs aquì, estic paralitzat,
sense tu
no puc veure, estic molt cec
he perdut el meu cor, he perdut la meva ment
sense tu
estic perdut, sóc inútil
mai més serè el mateix
sense tu
sense tu 

dimarts, 8 de novembre del 2011

Horror history




This story is based on real events. It happened in Pescara, a small town in Italy, about 12 years. This story was told by Giovanna Cecarelli, who was one of the few girls who survived this torture. She was the testimony of all the events that happened.
This whole story happened in a religious orphanage, where there were only girls and the nuns who watched the girls that in theory cared for their sake. The first time I asked her about what happened, she refused to answer all the questions that were asked. After two years, she confessed everything:
“All started because of drugs: my father often used this. One day he had a little discussion with my mother, and he left my family. A few days later, someone knocked the door at midnight, I opened the door and it was him, my father. He came in with a dagger in his hand and suddenly he was nailed to the back of my mother. So I took my little sister who was only two years and went to the closest church that we had. Once there, one of the nuns took us both and took us to an orphanage. At the orphanage the girls were all very restrained when there was the presence of the nun Margherita, had a different behavior: the one looked in his eyes, there was always a certain distance and spoke to him with respect.
But, I saw that the girls had a normal behavior, but gradually I was watching some of them disappearing, I don’t know, I thought because some family adopted them. I also observed that when some of us had badly lacked respect for the nun Margherita or a derogatory comment about God, they were punished. I can only say that I didn’t return to saw them. And this for years ...
My sister Chiara and me, had always had a correct behavior, but one day the Chiara you dropped a glass of water on the floor and accidentally got wet at nun Margherita. She didn’t dare to apologize because I did not know how to react because, he was only five years old. And the nun, very angry, grabbed by the hair of Chiara and pulled her away to the basement. I heard that my sister crier with a very sharp voice, like torture, and after completing the cries, I went down to see what happened, nobody saw me. Just when I came down I heard a few steps. I was very scared, I put in a closet that was in the hallway, I covered my nose and my mouth to not breathe and I was suffocated. Luckily it was fast and when I didn’t hear anything, I got out of that dark closet claustrophobic.
·          
o    I went to the room where I heard the screams, that the nuns, in a beginning, forbidden us to enter. The door squeaked. I was really scared, afraid that someone could hear me. As I was opening the door a strange stench came to me. The first thing I saw was blood, a lot of blood, and then some bodies on the floor and some others naked and crucidied, just like Jesus died.
When I saw this I didn’t know what to do, I was very scared of everything. I found my sister’s body with the welfares cut and some stabbing on the stomach. You you could see, these girls were tortured. I went to the exit door, running very fast, and I went to the garden. It was late, so anybody was taking care from the monitoring cameras. There was a piece of the close that I could jump without any problem, so I did this. I fell, I only scratch a bit my arm, it was nothing important. I was looking for a family, I even had to beg to have money for eating. Finally, an old friends from my parents adopted me.
This was the history that Giovanna told us, and now, the nun (Margherita) is in the prision for the rest of her live. The orphenage was destroyed  and now is what we know like the place where we are now.
(mMTura, Irene, Marina
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diumenge, 6 de novembre del 2011

One day in my life!


I get up at seven o'clock. I dress and brush my teeth. Ten minutes before classes I leave the house and I going to high school. At eight o'clock I star the lessons. At half past one I have lunch in the cousin house on Monday and Thursday. And the other days I have lunch in my house. I finish the lessons at half past four and I go at home. At five o'clock I eat anything. At six o'clock I am going to ballet.  After ballet at 8 o'clock I am going to the gym because it is a rowing traing. Quarter past nine I go home. Then, I take a shower and I have dinner. In addition I do my homework. And I go to bed. On Wednesday I finish the lessons at half past one I go to my house. I have lunch. At six o'clock I am going to ballet in Figueres. I finish at 8 o'clock. Later I go home. Then, I take a shower and I have dinner. In addition I do my homework. And I go to bed. On Thursday I also drew school activities. On Friday at six o'clock I going to ballet and I shaved the other thinks. On Saturday I stand up at nine o'clock because at ten o'clock I start the class for exam of ballet. Afterward I go to rowing. And I have a free day.


dimarts, 1 de novembre del 2011

My favorite things

Today i make a post with 10 things without which it might not live.
1-My family
2-My friends for me are very important because they always help me and with them I have spent a very good time.
3-The ballet, when I'am dancing I feel: free, that I can  express what I feel, happy. I feel that i am a other world.
4-Rowing, when I am rowing i am taking out my anger.and i feel i do something but I feel good
5-The chocolate i love it I don't know why.
6-Music.
7-The internet.
8-Photo film because i remeber the simply memories. ic ould not live without them.
9-The sensation when a person give a hug or kiss or smile.
10-My cat and the dog of my cousin.