One of the worst moments of my life just happened a few days before Christmas. In those days everybody was decorating their houses with a lot of colours and lights, while preparing the details for the party. Everybody was doing that including my family and I.
That day, my mum had the idea to go shopping to buy presents for the rest of my family. We went to the shopping centre and wandered looking for and buying some gifts. Then, when we finished, we came back home.
The next day in the afternoon, two thieves got into my house and took our money and other things, among them, the presents!!! So, for Christmas my family didn´t receive any presents.
In the end, during the party, we told the story to everybody and we were grateful to be able to share this so special day without gifts but in family.
Saturday, 6 June 2009
Wednesday, 3 June 2009
I’m too young for prison.
I had never been so scared in my entire life: I thought I would be sent to prison. It was a couple of days after New Year’s Eve and I had loads of firecrackers and fireworks left.
I invited my friend Jack and we went to an abandoned supermarket to play with the fires. At first everything was alright: we exploded a couple of chairs and an old machine, and we broke a part of the wall. Then we found an old fire extinguisher and Jack decided to make it explode. I still don’t know how he did it, but he took many of the biggest crackers and fifteen minutes later he shouted at me: “Run!”. We hid behind a column and heard one of the louder explosions ever. We were laughing our heads off.
After some seconds of silence, the building started to shake, every time harder and harder. We ran away as fast as we could and only turned back when we were 50 meters away. We couldn’t believe our eyes: the building was coming down in front of us. “We are criminals” Jack said with almost no breath. “There is a policeman there. Run! Run!” I shouted.
That night Jack stayed at home but he ate nothing and he didn’t sleep. Neither did I. The next morning, we were watching TV and we were still nervous. We heard at the local news that the supermarket we saw had been demolished the previous day for the construction of a new square: I never felt as relieved as that moment.
I invited my friend Jack and we went to an abandoned supermarket to play with the fires. At first everything was alright: we exploded a couple of chairs and an old machine, and we broke a part of the wall. Then we found an old fire extinguisher and Jack decided to make it explode. I still don’t know how he did it, but he took many of the biggest crackers and fifteen minutes later he shouted at me: “Run!”. We hid behind a column and heard one of the louder explosions ever. We were laughing our heads off.
After some seconds of silence, the building started to shake, every time harder and harder. We ran away as fast as we could and only turned back when we were 50 meters away. We couldn’t believe our eyes: the building was coming down in front of us. “We are criminals” Jack said with almost no breath. “There is a policeman there. Run! Run!” I shouted.
That night Jack stayed at home but he ate nothing and he didn’t sleep. Neither did I. The next morning, we were watching TV and we were still nervous. We heard at the local news that the supermarket we saw had been demolished the previous day for the construction of a new square: I never felt as relieved as that moment.
Tuesday, 2 June 2009
The adventurous Chuck
It was the worst holiday that Chuck had ever had. He had never been to a place in the Argentinian coast, but he went to Las Toninas that summer. He thought that it would be a great place to meet lots of people but he was wrong.
At first, when he arrived at Las Toninas, he didn’t see people. He had gone by bike and alone, so he wanted to meet people to have fun. Suddenly a man appeared, he said that he was a hotel owner and gave Chuck a map of Las Toninas and said that his hotel was the best of the coast. He didn’t have money, because in the way a girl had stolen from him, but he decided to go to the hotel. When he arrived, the strange man received him with a smile, and while he was entering the hotel a group of men appeared and started to hit him. After a while, he managed to escape and run away from this place.
When he arrived home he started to cry because he was afraid and he didn’t understand why those bad men had hit him in that strange place.
By Catriel.
At first, when he arrived at Las Toninas, he didn’t see people. He had gone by bike and alone, so he wanted to meet people to have fun. Suddenly a man appeared, he said that he was a hotel owner and gave Chuck a map of Las Toninas and said that his hotel was the best of the coast. He didn’t have money, because in the way a girl had stolen from him, but he decided to go to the hotel. When he arrived, the strange man received him with a smile, and while he was entering the hotel a group of men appeared and started to hit him. After a while, he managed to escape and run away from this place.
When he arrived home he started to cry because he was afraid and he didn’t understand why those bad men had hit him in that strange place.
By Catriel.
Monday, 1 June 2009
Charly García - Peperina
Peperina is a famous song written by Serú Giran (it was form by Charly García, David Lebon, Oscar Moro and Pedro Aznar) it is very popular because it was written for a woman journalist that had criticized the band and the music that they played, also she wrote her criticals in a magazine. In response to this Seru Giran wrote this song, Peperina is also a CD´s name of the group.We choose this song because we like it and also we are all the day singing it.
Claps, Agustina; De Luca, Ana Julia
Quiero contarles una buena historia
la de una chica que vivió la euforia
de ser parte del rock tomando té de peperina.
Típicamente mente pueblerina no tenía huevos para la oficina
subterráneo lugar de rutinaria ideología.
Romántica entonaba los poemas más brillantes
susurrándo al oído de mil representantes:
te amo, te odio, dame más.
Mirando al campo se olvidó del hombre
mirando al rico se vistió de pobre para poder saber lo que chusmeaban las vecinas.
En su cabeza lleva una bandera
ella no quiere ser como cualquiera
ella adora mostrar la paja de la cara ajena
Y dentro de su cuento ella era cenicienta,
su príncipe era un hippie de los años sesenta
te amo, te odio, dame más.
Trabaja en los recitales,
vive escribiendo postales
duerme con los visitantes
y juega con los locales
su cuerpo tiene pegada
grasa de las capitales.
Te amo, te odio, dame más
Te amo, te odio, dame más.
Te amo, te odio, dame más.
Claps, Agustina; De Luca, Ana Julia
Quiero contarles una buena historia
la de una chica que vivió la euforia
de ser parte del rock tomando té de peperina.
Típicamente mente pueblerina no tenía huevos para la oficina
subterráneo lugar de rutinaria ideología.
Romántica entonaba los poemas más brillantes
susurrándo al oído de mil representantes:
te amo, te odio, dame más.
Mirando al campo se olvidó del hombre
mirando al rico se vistió de pobre para poder saber lo que chusmeaban las vecinas.
En su cabeza lleva una bandera
ella no quiere ser como cualquiera
ella adora mostrar la paja de la cara ajena
Y dentro de su cuento ella era cenicienta,
su príncipe era un hippie de los años sesenta
te amo, te odio, dame más.
Trabaja en los recitales,
vive escribiendo postales
duerme con los visitantes
y juega con los locales
su cuerpo tiene pegada
grasa de las capitales.
Te amo, te odio, dame más
Te amo, te odio, dame más.
Te amo, te odio, dame más.
Sunday, 31 May 2009
The worst holidays I have ever had
It was the worst holiday I have ever had. I went to La Lucila del Mar in December, hoping to meet new friends, but I met a nasty guy: his name was Paul and he was 17.
At first we were friends. The first time we met , he was playing a football match on the beach. After a few days, I got used to going to his home at night. I met his girlfriend, his brother and his parents. But one day there was nobody at Paul's home, except for himself and I. Suddenly, he took a knife from the kitchen and stole my mobile phone and my money. Then, he kicked me off his home.
In the end, I had to come back to Burzaco because I had no money, but I promise I'll find him some day and I'll take revenge.
At first we were friends. The first time we met , he was playing a football match on the beach. After a few days, I got used to going to his home at night. I met his girlfriend, his brother and his parents. But one day there was nobody at Paul's home, except for himself and I. Suddenly, he took a knife from the kitchen and stole my mobile phone and my money. Then, he kicked me off his home.
In the end, I had to come back to Burzaco because I had no money, but I promise I'll find him some day and I'll take revenge.
Friday, 29 May 2009
Prom Night
I will never forget the night that was supposed to be one of the best nights of my life. It was the night of my graduation party but it ended up being a horrible experience. The thing is, I never made it to the party!
We were going by car and the traffic was stuck. To make things worse we were already running late. I was hysterical and my dad, who was driving, was really nervous. As soon as the cars in the front of us started to move and cleared the street my dad speeded and without us noticing, a car appeared out of nowhere and hit us in the front.
Luckily, nothing happened to any of us, but our car wouldn't start. Someone called 911 and the police came immediatly, but all I wanted was to get out of there to go to my party!
Obviously, I couldn't. At least not until the police let us go, after everything was fixed and alright. And that wasn't until five hours later. If I could, I'd have left earlier, but they made me stay. When we were finally free, I went to my party, but only to find out that it had ended a few hours earlier.
The end.
By Ami.
We were going by car and the traffic was stuck. To make things worse we were already running late. I was hysterical and my dad, who was driving, was really nervous. As soon as the cars in the front of us started to move and cleared the street my dad speeded and without us noticing, a car appeared out of nowhere and hit us in the front.
Luckily, nothing happened to any of us, but our car wouldn't start. Someone called 911 and the police came immediatly, but all I wanted was to get out of there to go to my party!
Obviously, I couldn't. At least not until the police let us go, after everything was fixed and alright. And that wasn't until five hours later. If I could, I'd have left earlier, but they made me stay. When we were finally free, I went to my party, but only to find out that it had ended a few hours earlier.
The end.
By Ami.
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