When I was young, very young, I had a group of friends at school who I liked very much. We were about seven or eight guys and girls, and we went everywhere together: to the cinema, to the mall, we travel to beach, in short, we were very close. One day, I noticed one girl from our class who was trying to get closer to us. She seemed to be a very nice person, so I started to talk with her. Her name was Lillian.
For three years she was my best friend and we were always together. One day, in the winter our group decided to make a “fondue” in one friend`s house. After we ate and drank different kinds of wines I went closer to her and kissed her. She seemed scared of the kiss, but when I asked her if she had liked, she said that she had liked it very much.
One week later we started a relationship. I’ve always liked her way to talk, her green eyes and her sweet way to live life. We almost always like the same things, the same kind of movies, of music, books and friends. It´s very difficult to see us fighting because we get along very well. She is a psychologist and has the same age as I. She is generous, intelligent, sensitive and is not temperamental.I work very hard to save money so that I can get married to her. She is the woman who I would like to be the mother of my children and the only one that I met in my life who I want to get old with.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
There is not such thing as coincidence - Danielle (I1-T/T)
It’s strange how people become part of your life. Sometimes, a strange face may turn to be your best friend in a few months. At least, that’s what I think about friendships.
It was the very first day of my college life. A friend’s friend mysteriously remembered my face and introduced me to a large group of freshmen. We talked for a while, complained a little, and laughed a lot. During the following days, we tried to keep contact, however as not everyone was taking the same classes, we were reduced to five girls. Three years later, the five of us are still together, but one of them I would like you to meet.
Although we’re the closest ones, she is three years younger than me. She is a short and smiling girl with the biggest heart you’ve ever see n. Even when she’s angry (which is rare) she’s easygoing. She’s is always forgetting things in the classroom however she’s intelligent and selfless. Of course, she has flaws, like when she is repeating the same thing over and over, though this doesn't make her a boring person.
We’re not taking the same course, she is studying French while I’m studying English, and apart from the jokes about the countries (their rivalry and so on ), we’ve trying to take as many classes together as possible. She is always saying that I’m her karma and such, but then she hugs me and says that she is happy with it. Yes, she is a little contradictory, but so am I !
We always get along just fine, no matter what. I hope we’ll still be close to each other in our old age: two crazy grandmas laughing about how unexpectedly we became friends.
It was the very first day of my college life. A friend’s friend mysteriously remembered my face and introduced me to a large group of freshmen. We talked for a while, complained a little, and laughed a lot. During the following days, we tried to keep contact, however as not everyone was taking the same classes, we were reduced to five girls. Three years later, the five of us are still together, but one of them I would like you to meet.
Although we’re the closest ones, she is three years younger than me. She is a short and smiling girl with the biggest heart you’ve ever see n. Even when she’s angry (which is rare) she’s easygoing. She’s is always forgetting things in the classroom however she’s intelligent and selfless. Of course, she has flaws, like when she is repeating the same thing over and over, though this doesn't make her a boring person.
We’re not taking the same course, she is studying French while I’m studying English, and apart from the jokes about the countries (their rivalry and so on ), we’ve trying to take as many classes together as possible. She is always saying that I’m her karma and such, but then she hugs me and says that she is happy with it. Yes, she is a little contradictory, but so am I !
We always get along just fine, no matter what. I hope we’ll still be close to each other in our old age: two crazy grandmas laughing about how unexpectedly we became friends.
Friday, August 22, 2008
A person I love by Claudia Correa (I1-sat)
A person that I like is someone who I met in a restaurant, at my lunchtime, in 1994. He is very honest, responsible and clever. He is a person who gives me suggestions when I am sad or when I have doubts about something. He is someone who is very supportive and who I can talk to easily. He is a person who has been by my side in difficult moments. He is my husband. I wish I could live with him until we get old.
Friday, August 15, 2008
My best friend by Ana Claudia (I1)
I have this great friend who I love to talk to. Her name is Gabriella.
I met her on my first day of high school, four years ago. It was a new school and everyone was lost, looking for their classrooms or maybe friends. I remember I couldn’t read the list that showed which class we belonged to because it was posted on a wall and it was in a high position. Since I’m a very short girl, I was trying really hard to read that. And then, a girl showed up and asked me my name. I told her, she looked at the list and smiled back to me saying: “Oh my!
We’re in the same class! Isn’t that nice?” I smiled back and agreed. The next thing I know, we became great friends. Telling each other jokes all the time, making fun of ourselves and sitting together during the break. She became a great friend over the years.
She was very supportive when my grandmother died. I remember exactly what she told me: “I know you’re very sad about your loss. But, please, remember every time you need someone to talk to or not… maybe just spend some time with, I’m here for you.” That was a hard year, but I felt better knowing I had a true friend.
Besides, she also very sociable. We had a really hard piece of homework to do in pairs. We were in the same team and I invited her to come to my house so we could get started. My mother and brothers were home and she was really nice to them. My mother loved her and my brothers thought she was pretty funny. She liked them as well.
And she’s also very intelligent. This one day, we had a surprise test which no one studied for, of course. She almost aced it. It was very impressive. And she didn’t even brag about it. She told me I’d do better the next time, for sure.
I’ve been friends with her for four years now and I think this friendship will last forever. We get along well and hardly ever argue. If, one day, she gets married, I’m gonna be there for her, because I’m sure if it were the opposite, she’d do the same for me. And, by the way, I helped her pick the name of her first kid! How great is that?
I met her on my first day of high school, four years ago. It was a new school and everyone was lost, looking for their classrooms or maybe friends. I remember I couldn’t read the list that showed which class we belonged to because it was posted on a wall and it was in a high position. Since I’m a very short girl, I was trying really hard to read that. And then, a girl showed up and asked me my name. I told her, she looked at the list and smiled back to me saying: “Oh my!
We’re in the same class! Isn’t that nice?” I smiled back and agreed. The next thing I know, we became great friends. Telling each other jokes all the time, making fun of ourselves and sitting together during the break. She became a great friend over the years.
She was very supportive when my grandmother died. I remember exactly what she told me: “I know you’re very sad about your loss. But, please, remember every time you need someone to talk to or not… maybe just spend some time with, I’m here for you.” That was a hard year, but I felt better knowing I had a true friend.
Besides, she also very sociable. We had a really hard piece of homework to do in pairs. We were in the same team and I invited her to come to my house so we could get started. My mother and brothers were home and she was really nice to them. My mother loved her and my brothers thought she was pretty funny. She liked them as well.
And she’s also very intelligent. This one day, we had a surprise test which no one studied for, of course. She almost aced it. It was very impressive. And she didn’t even brag about it. She told me I’d do better the next time, for sure.
I’ve been friends with her for four years now and I think this friendship will last forever. We get along well and hardly ever argue. If, one day, she gets married, I’m gonna be there for her, because I’m sure if it were the opposite, she’d do the same for me. And, by the way, I helped her pick the name of her first kid! How great is that?
Monday, August 4, 2008
Site Tips
My new student Janaína has sent me two links to suggest here:
http://www.englishtips.org (It has too many books for copy and listening)
"For me was very good because I learned and practiced the things of the teachers taught"
http://www2.cambridge.org/interchangearcade/main.do
"it has exercises about the book Interchange in all the Student's book"
http://www.englishtips.org (It has too many books for copy and listening)
"For me was very good because I learned and practiced the things of the teachers taught"
http://www2.cambridge.org/interchangearcade/main.do
"it has exercises about the book Interchange in all the Student's book"
Monday, July 14, 2008
Why
By Silvana Vergopolan
I am tired
My heart is bleeding
Why don’t you listen to me?
I want to run
Run to nowhere
But I am tired
And I stay in my shelter
I want to take risks
But my tides are stronger
I don’t even exist
I want to run to my world
And never, ever come back
I don’t want to a heart
I cannot be hurt anymore
I am weak
I am waiting for nothing
I desire protection
But you don’t listen to me.
I want to dream
Get lost in fantasies
Give up of all my ghosts
But I am so tired...
I want to be no one
But I miss who I used to be
That person you killed
Why don’t you listen to me?
My heart is beating
My face is wet
My soul is bleeding
And you still don’t listen to me.
I am tired
My heart is bleeding
Why don’t you listen to me?
I want to run
Run to nowhere
But I am tired
And I stay in my shelter
I want to take risks
But my tides are stronger
I don’t even exist
I want to run to my world
And never, ever come back
I don’t want to a heart
I cannot be hurt anymore
I am weak
I am waiting for nothing
I desire protection
But you don’t listen to me.
I want to dream
Get lost in fantasies
Give up of all my ghosts
But I am so tired...
I want to be no one
But I miss who I used to be
That person you killed
Why don’t you listen to me?
My heart is beating
My face is wet
My soul is bleeding
And you still don’t listen to me.
Friday, June 27, 2008
“What makes people attractive”
by Vânia Susaki
When girls and boys start to have their bodies modified because of puberty they pay more attention to the opposite gender. So, we have the beginning of attractiveness problems.
Looking attractive to other people makes you feel more trusty about yourself, having a good appearance makes people want to be close to you. Specially when we start to search for a boyfriend or a girlfriend.
Girls spend hours at beuty parlours doing nails, hair, make up... and boys usually look for a style that they can fit in, like: fashion, sport, rap, etc... All the efforts are made to mantain a good appearance, but what makes people attractive? Is it the clothes? Is it the hair? Is it the style? Thinking about what can make you good-looking can cause a loss of personality, as a consequence of trying to be attractive to other people you forget what you really want to be, you worry so much about being what they want you to be that, in the end, you don’t know what you really want.
Another problem is about surgeries, people think: “Oh Angelina Jolie is gorgeous! I want to be like her”, and they search for a doctor that can make this dream come true. Result: they spend a lot of money trying to be someone that’s hot but you, also, will never be 100% like Angelina, and even if you get it, you’re not going to be yourself anymore. Is it worthy?
But we can think, on other hand, of some positive points, sometimes trying to improve your appearance can result in happiness. For example, you hate your nose because it’s too big or too small, and when you go and repair it you’re doing a benefit to yourself, and being happy inside can atract more happiness outside.
So, what makes people look atractive is being happy like they are and don’t mind about what media or other people want.
When girls and boys start to have their bodies modified because of puberty they pay more attention to the opposite gender. So, we have the beginning of attractiveness problems.
Looking attractive to other people makes you feel more trusty about yourself, having a good appearance makes people want to be close to you. Specially when we start to search for a boyfriend or a girlfriend.
Girls spend hours at beuty parlours doing nails, hair, make up... and boys usually look for a style that they can fit in, like: fashion, sport, rap, etc... All the efforts are made to mantain a good appearance, but what makes people attractive? Is it the clothes? Is it the hair? Is it the style? Thinking about what can make you good-looking can cause a loss of personality, as a consequence of trying to be attractive to other people you forget what you really want to be, you worry so much about being what they want you to be that, in the end, you don’t know what you really want.
Another problem is about surgeries, people think: “Oh Angelina Jolie is gorgeous! I want to be like her”, and they search for a doctor that can make this dream come true. Result: they spend a lot of money trying to be someone that’s hot but you, also, will never be 100% like Angelina, and even if you get it, you’re not going to be yourself anymore. Is it worthy?
But we can think, on other hand, of some positive points, sometimes trying to improve your appearance can result in happiness. For example, you hate your nose because it’s too big or too small, and when you go and repair it you’re doing a benefit to yourself, and being happy inside can atract more happiness outside.
So, what makes people look atractive is being happy like they are and don’t mind about what media or other people want.
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