miércoles, 18 de junio de 2014
The last blog
Hello bloggers !!
Today I´m going to talk about my experience writing in the blog, I think that enjoyed writing on the blog because was a new experience for my and I remember many moment of my life that believed forgotten.
What I liked more of writing in the blog was can express my feeling and relate my history in other language and I disliked the limit of words because someone time not had nothing most that write.
I enjoyed writing about my Holiday and my friend and I dislike writing about first day at school because was many thing that not remembered.
Write in the blog helped my to organize the ideas in my mint and think properly about my way of confront the English. The blog is a method very effective for learn the way of think in English or for practice the order of the words in the sentence.
I don't know writing in my blog helped to improved my English but I believe that was a very good support tool for my. I recommend has a blog because is very funny read write what your friend and comment your history.
Luck in your future!!
miércoles, 11 de junio de 2014
My father
Hello Bloggers!!
Today I´m going to talk about my father "Juan Carlos" , I choose write about he because is a of the persons that most I teach in my life.
Never I seen my father angry or pessimistic for something, he I teach that in the life be the time you have to live and no I complicate the existence.
He is a man very dedicated and has nine brother, when was little your family were poor but sill this he could rise from.
He is a persons very calm, he like the folkloric music and play to guitar. When I was most little he participated in a group called "Yacuni" and always we went a see with my mother and my brother.
The only time that I saw sad was when he separated of my mother but managed rime from to advance, even he re-married.
My father also is a very good cook, always I visited he wait for with exquisite food. Although no us we see much I know he's there for my.
My father is a example for my, never I fail for that I love much and I wait keep ours relationship of son and father and ours relationship of friends.
Today I´m going to talk about my father "Juan Carlos" , I choose write about he because is a of the persons that most I teach in my life.
Never I seen my father angry or pessimistic for something, he I teach that in the life be the time you have to live and no I complicate the existence.
He is a man very dedicated and has nine brother, when was little your family were poor but sill this he could rise from.
He is a persons very calm, he like the folkloric music and play to guitar. When I was most little he participated in a group called "Yacuni" and always we went a see with my mother and my brother.
The only time that I saw sad was when he separated of my mother but managed rime from to advance, even he re-married.
My father also is a very good cook, always I visited he wait for with exquisite food. Although no us we see much I know he's there for my.
My father is a example for my, never I fail for that I love much and I wait keep ours relationship of son and father and ours relationship of friends.
miércoles, 4 de junio de 2014
First day at school
Good morning bloggers!!
Today I´m going to talk about my first day at school, I remember that I started go to school when I was 4 years old , I lived in the Serena with my parents and my older brother. My first school its called "Julia de la Barra", I don't liked go to school because I could stay with my mother.
In my first day at school I cried and for that I calmed my mother told my that she remain outside from the school until to school finish. I always through that was true, but when I was most big my mother told my that it was a lie.
Also I remember that for a function of celebration in the day the mother, I had recite a poetry and I forgot. In others function I dress up of butterfly and with typical dress.
I don't remember that I learnt on the first day of class but I remember that a experience a slightly terrible.
When I had 5 years we went to live Los Andes with my maternal grandmother and my maternal grandfather, in Kinder garden I started go to other school that called "Liceo Mixto" I was until eighth basic in the same school.
Until second basic I was schoolmate with my cousin and really enjoyed it, my older brother also went to "Liceo Mixto". I remember my teacher of first basic she called Eliana and was my teacher until sixth basic, after my teacher stay pregnant and another teacher came she called Claudia.
Today I´m going to talk about my first day at school, I remember that I started go to school when I was 4 years old , I lived in the Serena with my parents and my older brother. My first school its called "Julia de la Barra", I don't liked go to school because I could stay with my mother.
In my first day at school I cried and for that I calmed my mother told my that she remain outside from the school until to school finish. I always through that was true, but when I was most big my mother told my that it was a lie.
Also I remember that for a function of celebration in the day the mother, I had recite a poetry and I forgot. In others function I dress up of butterfly and with typical dress.
I don't remember that I learnt on the first day of class but I remember that a experience a slightly terrible.
When I had 5 years we went to live Los Andes with my maternal grandmother and my maternal grandfather, in Kinder garden I started go to other school that called "Liceo Mixto" I was until eighth basic in the same school.
Until second basic I was schoolmate with my cousin and really enjoyed it, my older brother also went to "Liceo Mixto". I remember my teacher of first basic she called Eliana and was my teacher until sixth basic, after my teacher stay pregnant and another teacher came she called Claudia.
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