jueves, 20 de marzo de 2014
jueves, 30 de enero de 2014
Questions about Lady Di:
1. When was she born ?
2. When she met the Prince Charles ?
3. When she married?
4. When Prince William Arther Philip Louis born ?
5. When Prince Henry Charles Albert David born?
6. When she separated from Prince Charles ?
7. Whith was the name of her boyfriend?
8. When she died ?
9. Where she died?
2. When she met the Prince Charles ?
3. When she married?
4. When Prince William Arther Philip Louis born ?
5. When Prince Henry Charles Albert David born?
6. When she separated from Prince Charles ?
7. Whith was the name of her boyfriend?
8. When she died ?
9. Where she died?
jueves, 19 de diciembre de 2013
Lady Di
Princess Diana was born Diana Frances Spencer on July 1, 1961. Her parents were Edward John and Frances Spencer Viscount and Viscountess Althorp, later Earl and Countess Spencer. When she was 6 her parents split up and her mother got married to Peter Shand-Kydd. Diana lived with her father her two older sisters and her younger brother Charles.
When she was about 8 she was sent to boarding school. After that she went to another boarding school and then finally to a school in Switzerland where only French was spoken. She was not what one would call an academic, and actually would be considered a high school drop out. When she was at her final boarding school in England she met Prince Charles for the first time. He was dating Diana's sister Sarah at the time and Diana was so exited about finally meeting him that she could not concentrate on her O level exams the following week.
It was only when her grandfather died that she inherited the title of Lady. Diana lived in an apartment with roommates and was a nanny and a school teacher when she got engaged to the Prince of Wales, Prince Charles. They got married in the summer of 1981 and on July 21 1982, Prince William Arther Phillip Louis was born. On September 15 1984, she had Prince Henry Charles Albert David. Her marriage started to fail then. In 1992 she and Prince Charles separated and in 1996 they divorced. She then lost the privilege of being called Her Royal Highness. In 1996 she fell in love with Dodi Fayed, the son of the owner of Harrods Department Store in London. On the night of August 31 1997, they were both tragically killed in a motor accident when the car they were in collided with a beam on the Pont D'Alma near the Eiffel Tower in Paris, France. Her funeral was held on September 6 1997, just 9 days before Henry's 13th birthday. She is buried on an island at her ancestral home at Althorp.
When she was about 8 she was sent to boarding school. After that she went to another boarding school and then finally to a school in Switzerland where only French was spoken. She was not what one would call an academic, and actually would be considered a high school drop out. When she was at her final boarding school in England she met Prince Charles for the first time. He was dating Diana's sister Sarah at the time and Diana was so exited about finally meeting him that she could not concentrate on her O level exams the following week.
It was only when her grandfather died that she inherited the title of Lady. Diana lived in an apartment with roommates and was a nanny and a school teacher when she got engaged to the Prince of Wales, Prince Charles. They got married in the summer of 1981 and on July 21 1982, Prince William Arther Phillip Louis was born. On September 15 1984, she had Prince Henry Charles Albert David. Her marriage started to fail then. In 1992 she and Prince Charles separated and in 1996 they divorced. She then lost the privilege of being called Her Royal Highness. In 1996 she fell in love with Dodi Fayed, the son of the owner of Harrods Department Store in London. On the night of August 31 1997, they were both tragically killed in a motor accident when the car they were in collided with a beam on the Pont D'Alma near the Eiffel Tower in Paris, France. Her funeral was held on September 6 1997, just 9 days before Henry's 13th birthday. She is buried on an island at her ancestral home at Althorp.
domingo, 8 de diciembre de 2013
My trip:
This summer I went to Brighton , in the South of England . I arrived on the twenty sixth of June . Here I met a lot of people and they are my friends now .I live with a host family and with Katy , a Russian girld . During the week we went to classes in the morning , and we did some funny exercices . In the afternoon , we did a lot of different activities , for example dancing , going to the beach , ... At the weekend we went to visit the nearest cities , London, Oxford , Eastburg , ... I came back on the twenty first of July and we were all very sad , because we made very good friends.
lunes, 25 de noviembre de 2013
Stop bullying
This is a comic about bullying . My friends and I make this in a english class y we love the work . I hope you like it.
lunes, 28 de octubre de 2013
Halloween , a scary day :
Halloween is a old festival from England The night to de 31th os October , the children wear a disguise and come to the houses say " trick treak " and the people give they a lot of sweets . It's very usually , the people say a sacary story , for example this :
THE ETERNAL DANCE
The music started to play, remember the steps that have to accompany her. The melody invades me . Already I can hear the keys in the hallway. The introduced in the lock. You are about to enter. This is going to be another glorious night . My fourth glorious night .I hear his footsteps into the floor , her gasp to come running down the street dark under this heavy rain. Leave the keys in the entrance, next to the bag, in a kind of furniture whose main purpose is to perform that function . Sigh , it feels safe .Hang your coat , soaked , on the rack that is next door , at the entrance , while observing the umbrella in the umbrella stand with some uncertainty , perhaps thinking " I soaked to the bone and your warm inside your house " . The world is not always fair .I find that the entry furniture is not just a mere support to leave the keys . He takes off his shoes, black high heels, no doubt elegant , and furniture that gets inside .Once barefoot goes to the living room, whose floor is covered by a large rug that leaves no space to see the color of the tiles , and gets into one of the rooms that connect directly to that room . It is a small apartment . There are two doors in this room : one that communicates with their room and behind which lies the bathroom.Now I can see in your room. It 's undressing . Soaked clothing is removed and is leaving on the bed . First the white silk shirt , which offer some transparencies which costs me hold me and wait for the right moment , then black skirt , tight , marking a lush curves in her body after she gets rid of her stockings, just staying in underwear, white , of course , consistent with stripped jacket that first. No one takes to unbutton her bra and thong tiny detached from barely hid anything . Every time I find it more difficult to endure, but a charity has always done in the best conditions, we have to wait for the right moment , although the music is heard increasingly high , with more strength and beauty. Open the closet , pulls away comfortable clothes she wears quickly. Becomes increasingly less.Leaves the room to go to the bathroom this time . Her hair gets soaked when , but I can go see his black hair is much less wet, but not completely dry.Again go to his room , but now out of there very quickly and moves toward the entrance, where there is a door leading to the kitchen. Enter and from the place where I hear I can open and close the refrigerator and how it opens and closes the silverware drawer . Something has caught to eat .Now return to the room , turned on the TV and put a movie on the DVD. He sits on the couch and I can see she carries in her arms a large tub of assorted fruit yogurt and skimmed . She did not see me . Everything is going perfect .At the time I leave behind the thick curtains that are located twenty feet from the couch she occupied . I walk quietly , which Leopardstalking its prey . One step ... two ... three ... But something I missed . Above the TV had a cabinet whose doors were glass . Because of such doors reflected my face and she whirled around screaming in terror .He began to throw all that was around the house , knowing that nothing that threw me stop destination. Your tears betrayed her . She was beautiful and I was only there to help .I pounced on it in order to stop their constant attacks . I must admit I was a brave girl . I threw it to the ground and hit him repeatedly punched in the face, maybe six or seven . He stood on that carpet. Still breathing . Still suffering . Although less and less.I lifted my arms and lay down on her bed. I tied , like the others . Began the ritual.I cleaned his face full of blood and I was able to see that beautiful face, that face eternal. His gaze was lost, still did not say anything . Before you start to dance , I'll wait .Now look at me , feels scared , but will soon be relieved. I finally spoke his eyes , what unique feeling alive in these times."Easy, I just came here to help ," I said and whispering good manners . But she began to cry again, like a crazy hysterical . Do not make things easier . All I won with that is to receive a new punch and cover his mouth with duct tape . Now the silence between us . " Be right back " , turned to whisper.I went to the kitchen , looked the sharpest knife I had and went back to the room where she was waiting impatiently . Seeing me with the knife was moved too .His eyes told me that not only afraid, but also anxiety , overwhelm and even submission. They are typical reactions at first . He began dancing."Do not worry , it will not last long, though at first maybe it hurts something."I was totally excited. Just thinking of his eternity , what would press me tomorrow . Sure I would try this time as a good man. A person trying to help people .I plunged the knife in his right wrist and from there I started to draw his body with that tool I used the previous times , but always borrow from those girls . I went up to the right shoulder and walked down this cost down to his ankle. After that I went up to the navel and down the left leg to the other ankle . I climbed that side until I reached the shoulder , where I began to pass the knife through his left arm to the wrist.The ritual was about to end . The drawing was almost done . She was still alive , but growing weaker , his blood was leaving his body to be deposited all over the bed and floor of the room. I just moved and complained . I just knew that was going to help , and he felt more relieved. I love this feeling .I decided to end with dancing and with his knife stroked her neck. I was not breathing and did not move, and did not suffer . The dance was nearly over , but still listened to some music .I stole the face to that gorgeous. He will be eternally grateful. His face remain perpetual matter what . I 'll keep it , along with that of the other three previous girls . But I will continue to alleviate the suffering of those women who do not want to age , they are afraid . I am going to help. My father was right. It will be beautiful forever. As a mom .
THE ETERNAL DANCE
The music started to play, remember the steps that have to accompany her. The melody invades me . Already I can hear the keys in the hallway. The introduced in the lock. You are about to enter. This is going to be another glorious night . My fourth glorious night .I hear his footsteps into the floor , her gasp to come running down the street dark under this heavy rain. Leave the keys in the entrance, next to the bag, in a kind of furniture whose main purpose is to perform that function . Sigh , it feels safe .Hang your coat , soaked , on the rack that is next door , at the entrance , while observing the umbrella in the umbrella stand with some uncertainty , perhaps thinking " I soaked to the bone and your warm inside your house " . The world is not always fair .I find that the entry furniture is not just a mere support to leave the keys . He takes off his shoes, black high heels, no doubt elegant , and furniture that gets inside .Once barefoot goes to the living room, whose floor is covered by a large rug that leaves no space to see the color of the tiles , and gets into one of the rooms that connect directly to that room . It is a small apartment . There are two doors in this room : one that communicates with their room and behind which lies the bathroom.Now I can see in your room. It 's undressing . Soaked clothing is removed and is leaving on the bed . First the white silk shirt , which offer some transparencies which costs me hold me and wait for the right moment , then black skirt , tight , marking a lush curves in her body after she gets rid of her stockings, just staying in underwear, white , of course , consistent with stripped jacket that first. No one takes to unbutton her bra and thong tiny detached from barely hid anything . Every time I find it more difficult to endure, but a charity has always done in the best conditions, we have to wait for the right moment , although the music is heard increasingly high , with more strength and beauty. Open the closet , pulls away comfortable clothes she wears quickly. Becomes increasingly less.Leaves the room to go to the bathroom this time . Her hair gets soaked when , but I can go see his black hair is much less wet, but not completely dry.Again go to his room , but now out of there very quickly and moves toward the entrance, where there is a door leading to the kitchen. Enter and from the place where I hear I can open and close the refrigerator and how it opens and closes the silverware drawer . Something has caught to eat .Now return to the room , turned on the TV and put a movie on the DVD. He sits on the couch and I can see she carries in her arms a large tub of assorted fruit yogurt and skimmed . She did not see me . Everything is going perfect .At the time I leave behind the thick curtains that are located twenty feet from the couch she occupied . I walk quietly , which Leopardstalking its prey . One step ... two ... three ... But something I missed . Above the TV had a cabinet whose doors were glass . Because of such doors reflected my face and she whirled around screaming in terror .He began to throw all that was around the house , knowing that nothing that threw me stop destination. Your tears betrayed her . She was beautiful and I was only there to help .I pounced on it in order to stop their constant attacks . I must admit I was a brave girl . I threw it to the ground and hit him repeatedly punched in the face, maybe six or seven . He stood on that carpet. Still breathing . Still suffering . Although less and less.I lifted my arms and lay down on her bed. I tied , like the others . Began the ritual.I cleaned his face full of blood and I was able to see that beautiful face, that face eternal. His gaze was lost, still did not say anything . Before you start to dance , I'll wait .Now look at me , feels scared , but will soon be relieved. I finally spoke his eyes , what unique feeling alive in these times."Easy, I just came here to help ," I said and whispering good manners . But she began to cry again, like a crazy hysterical . Do not make things easier . All I won with that is to receive a new punch and cover his mouth with duct tape . Now the silence between us . " Be right back " , turned to whisper.I went to the kitchen , looked the sharpest knife I had and went back to the room where she was waiting impatiently . Seeing me with the knife was moved too .His eyes told me that not only afraid, but also anxiety , overwhelm and even submission. They are typical reactions at first . He began dancing."Do not worry , it will not last long, though at first maybe it hurts something."I was totally excited. Just thinking of his eternity , what would press me tomorrow . Sure I would try this time as a good man. A person trying to help people .I plunged the knife in his right wrist and from there I started to draw his body with that tool I used the previous times , but always borrow from those girls . I went up to the right shoulder and walked down this cost down to his ankle. After that I went up to the navel and down the left leg to the other ankle . I climbed that side until I reached the shoulder , where I began to pass the knife through his left arm to the wrist.The ritual was about to end . The drawing was almost done . She was still alive , but growing weaker , his blood was leaving his body to be deposited all over the bed and floor of the room. I just moved and complained . I just knew that was going to help , and he felt more relieved. I love this feeling .I decided to end with dancing and with his knife stroked her neck. I was not breathing and did not move, and did not suffer . The dance was nearly over , but still listened to some music .I stole the face to that gorgeous. He will be eternally grateful. His face remain perpetual matter what . I 'll keep it , along with that of the other three previous girls . But I will continue to alleviate the suffering of those women who do not want to age , they are afraid . I am going to help. My father was right. It will be beautiful forever. As a mom .
lunes, 21 de octubre de 2013
Letters to Juliet
The film letters to Juliet is about a woman , her name Shopie , her dream travel to Verona. She is a very famous write and she has a boyfriend , the boy who she is going to married , but before the wedding she fulfill his dream and she travel to Verona whit his boyfriend . When she is hear , she meet a group os women to answer the letter to juliet . Shopie find a letter wrote fifty years ago and she answer the letter . When Claire receive the letter , she decides come back to Verona , whit her grandson Charlie . When Claire is in Vernona , she searches Shopie and when she found she , the bouth decide go to search Lorenzo ( the teenager love os Shopie) . On the travel, Shopie and Charlie fall in love , but when they found Lorenzo and the travel finis , she came back home . When si is in U.S. short with her boyfriend and in the wedding of Lorenzo and Claire , they are reunited.
The female protagonist is Shopie (Amanda Seyfried) and the male protagonist is Chalie (Chris Egan) . The boyfriend od Shopie is Victor (Gael García Bernal) ; the grandmother , Claire (Vanessa Redgrave) and Lorenzo ( Daniel Baldock).
In my opinion the film is very good and is modern form to speak about the classic book of Shakespeare .
The actors are very good and the decorated is amazing.
The female protagonist is Shopie (Amanda Seyfried) and the male protagonist is Chalie (Chris Egan) . The boyfriend od Shopie is Victor (Gael García Bernal) ; the grandmother , Claire (Vanessa Redgrave) and Lorenzo ( Daniel Baldock).
In my opinion the film is very good and is modern form to speak about the classic book of Shakespeare .
The actors are very good and the decorated is amazing.
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