sábado, 24 de noviembre de 2012

Alba's free time

When the Weather let's me I practice outdoor sports such as hiking, climbing, and in summer, when I travel to the coast, I practice snorkeling. Now it comes the bad weather and I don't  feel like leaving home, so I like doing crafts: I painted the walls of my daughter's room with pictures of The Little Prince, I'm sewing a rug that looks like a zebra,and I'm learning to make fairies, which are made with natural wool.
 Now that Christmas is coming , the fairies are a good gift, if you do not know how to make them, you can buy them.
If you want you can see more in hadas.lananatural@facebook.com

Patri's free time

What I most like doing in my free time is to be relaxed because I usually have a lot of work. So, as I think that it's very unhealthy not to do any sport, two years ago, I took up to practise yoga, because I used to go to the gym every day when I was a teenager but as I was taking part in an  aerobic competition it took me a lot of time so it was impossible for me to be studying and doing that. Although that doesn't mean that it went off me.

Another thing that I like so much it's going out with friends, at least to have a beer or a coffee. Also I like to go to the cinema but I'm not always able to do it, so I see the films on the computer. One of the things that I like but I'm unpatient because of the queues it's to go shopping, I can't stand being, for at least, fifteen minutes waiting to pay. And finally, something that I'm going to do early it's to set off to Italy with my little cousin.

viernes, 23 de noviembre de 2012

Nieve's free time


MY FREE TIME



In my free time I enjoy doing a lot of activities. I love to go out with my friends to the disco pubs at weekends where we can tell each other what happened during the week and we can dance because in these places they usually have beautiful music. I enjoy going to the cinema once a week so that I can watch a good film.

I like shopping once a week to buy new clothes.


I would like to learn English to turn this into reality so I put my name down for a course but my level is bad as I want to catch up with others classmates and I 'm studying very hard.

I’m learning to cook because I love all kind of foods and I enjoy making them.

I’m looking forward to go sightseeing in other countries  but for the moment It’s impossible for me since I’m not independent  because I haven’t got a job and I can’t afford it.

I join in when my friends often play chess.

I must go to the gym because I’m unfit but I don’t do it.

viernes, 2 de noviembre de 2012

Happy Halloween: Story 1

Scary Story: Curiosity killed the boy
by Francisco Javier Sánchez

It was midnight. Peter went to the loft. His parents had bought a new mirror. It was a damned MIRROR.It would turn people into stone. Peter´s parents told him NOT TO LOOK IN the mirror at midnight because it turned people into stone. Hi didn´t believe that was true. HE opened the door and went in the loft. The mirror was covered with a sheet. HE took the sheet and LOOKed IN THE mirror. IN THAT (moment he saw a ghost appeared in front of him IN THE MIRROR and turned him into stone.
The next day Peter´sparents woke up and went to Peter´s bedroom. He wasn´t  IN HIS ROOM.They went to the loft and screamed. They saw his SON turned into Stone and a sentence on the mirror. It said “CURIOSITY KILLED THE BOY”.

jueves, 1 de noviembre de 2012

Happy Halloween: Story 4

Scary story
by Jessica González

You Can't Get Out

One dark, windy night, the town drunk was going down his way home after the bar closed. He turned around and ended up walking through the churchyard instead of taking the road home.
The wind picked up and he thought he could hear a voice calling his name. Suddenly, the ground opened up in front of him, and he fell down.He could hear the voice clearer now, calling him. He knew it was the devil.
The hole was very deep and inside it was black. His eyes adjusted to the darkness after a few moments, and he made out a form sitting in the darkness with him. It called his name, and he scrambled away in fear, trying to climb out of that terrible grave. Then the figure spoke. "You can't get out," it said.
The drunk gave a shout of pure terror. He caught the edge of the hole in his hands, scrambled out, and ran for home as fast as he could go.
Inside the open grave, his friend John sighed in resignation. He'd fallen into the hole a few minutes before his friend and had thought that together they might help each other climb out. Now he was going to have to wait until morning and get the mortician to bring him a ladder.

Happy Halloween: Story 3

Scary story
by Patricia Díaz


Until the moment that I’m going to tell you now, my experience with spirits hadn’t been special, only the feeling that “someone” touched my feet, put its hands on my back or the feeling like when someone sit down next to you… However, I wasn’t the only person who had these experiences, since my best friend had experienced something similar to me.

We didn’t give it much importance… but last year, the previous days to Halloween I remembered that she and me had some strange dreams, because all that we dreamt, it happened the next day. I remembered some of them; if we dreamt an accident in a certain road , it happened; if we dreamt that a house in our village was burnt; this same night the house was burnt or if we dreamt that a person was dead, the next day this person was dead. It was a really difficult week for us, since all that was really incredible. But that’s nothing for all that came on Halloween night.

We were with all our friends in a cottage, where we had dinner and spent some hours talking. It was in that moment when we saw a shadow that was coming towards us, I didn’t know what to do and I saw my friend that she had the same face as me… We were terrified because anyone else saw how the shadow was walking through all of us and then it went away…

As we couldn’t talk about it we went to our homes to sleep… but it was when we had very different experiences! Next morning she phoned me very nervously because that night she had listened and saw how the static bicycle pedals were moving quickly and quickly and no one was in it! She ran to sleep with her sister. The other part is mine… I remembered yet how that night I was sleeping in my bedroom when I felt that my soul went out of my body and started to walk along the corridor following a static light that was in my dining room. As I was walking I remembered that I felt scared and then I went back to my room, and it was in that moment when I realized that my body was in my bed sleeping with my pyjamas and all was in the same place than when I felt asleep. In a few minutes, I felt a strange strong in my body and then I woke up, but I couldn’t speak or move myself during above five minutes.

I think that we had never forgotten these experiences but, thankfully, they stopped soon.

Have you ever had any of these experiences?

Happy Halloween: Story 2

Scary story
by Alba
 
Two years ago, about this same date, I was going back home, later than usual and when I arrived to the junction where my exit is, I saw a young girl in a long party dress.
The weather was very bad; it was raining a lot (it was raining cats and dogs). I stopped to pick her up, I asked her if she lived near, she was a neighbour. She looked sad and I didn´t want to ask why. In a few minutes we arrived to her home. When I looked to my side her seat was empty, She wasn´t here, I didn´t believe IT, there was not anyone in the street, I didn´t hear the door open or close. How did she disappear?
I got out of my car very afraid. I went to the only house of the street that wasn´t decorated for Halloween. In the rest of the houses little witches and bats hanged on the windows and jack-o-lanterns lighted the night.
I knocked on the door and an old and tired man opened.
- Excuse me! Perhaps you don´t believe me, ten minutes ago I picked a young girl on my way to enter the town, she was wearing a party dress, she gave me this direction but we arrived…
-Yes, I know, she was my daughter, maybe you don´t believe me. (The old man touched his face). She died three years ago and from that day her ghost appears to come back home.