Last summer I went to Indonesia with my family. We arrived there on January 8th, we used that day to have a rest in the hotel. The next day I woke up very early, and my sister and I went to the “Spring Beach”, that beach had been discovered in 1987. The founders said that it was a very strange beach, that it had the whitest sand that anyone had ever seen and that the fish had the most strange skin in the ocean. So we decided to visit it. There weren’t any people on the beach.
We were sleeping, and we felt something rare on our feet, we woke up and we saw a very big fish with a body of a girl, it was a mermaid. We started to shout, and the mermaid too. When we calmed down she or that thing said to us “hello” and we started to talk about our life, and who we were.
Then my mother, father, and my two brothers arrived there, and they met the mermaid. Her name was Aquamarin. She fell in love with my little brother and he did too, (they have the same age), their confession was in their eyes. She needed to be a real human being to be with him. And my sister and I started to gather information “how to be a mermaid and a real human”. They had to kiss each other.
The days passed and there were only two left. They kissed each other and she became a very beautiful girl. We decided to take her with us, to come back to Argentina.
She adapted here very well, she goes to my school, and my brother and Aqua are still together nowadays.
The End
By Agustina Claps
Thursday, 28 May 2009
A not lovely Anniversary.
As he was entering the house, the heavy dark smoke and the smell of burnt chicken getting out of the kitchen frigthened him. That day was his first marriage anniversary and his wife was going to cook her husband’s favourite dish so as to celebrate their love.
The man ran desperately to the kitchen. When he stepped into the room his face turned completely white as he saw his lovely wife on the floor and a pond of blood around her right hand. She was shaking violently while she was holding her arm. Her husband took her and realised she had cut her right thumb with a knife she was using.
None of the two spoke, both were so impressed that they could not say a word. Suddenly, a strong voice shouted, ‘Cut, good footage’ while all the producers of the flim were clapping the actress and actor ‘s performances.
The End
By Laura.
The man ran desperately to the kitchen. When he stepped into the room his face turned completely white as he saw his lovely wife on the floor and a pond of blood around her right hand. She was shaking violently while she was holding her arm. Her husband took her and realised she had cut her right thumb with a knife she was using.
None of the two spoke, both were so impressed that they could not say a word. Suddenly, a strong voice shouted, ‘Cut, good footage’ while all the producers of the flim were clapping the actress and actor ‘s performances.
The End
By Laura.
Friday, 22 May 2009
Let it be.
We choose let it be because it’s our favourite song of the Beatles. We like this song because Paul McCartney wrote it after he dreams with his mother. He explain that his mother died when he was only 14 and that thing inspires him to wrote this song.
By Juan Cruz and Fran.
When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
And when the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree,
There will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is
Still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
There will be an answer, let it be.
And when the night is cloudy,
There is still a light that shines on me,
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Let it be, let it be,
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
By Juan Cruz and Fran.
When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
And when the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree,
There will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is
Still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
There will be an answer, let it be.
And when the night is cloudy,
There is still a light that shines on me,
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Let it be, let it be,
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
Thursday, 14 May 2009
The Rolling Stones (in Argentina)
Wednesday, 13 May 2009
Tuesday, 12 May 2009
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