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domingo, 21 de septiembre de 2008

Me, a hero by Luciana

THIS IS NOT A STORY ABOUT A REVOLUTIONARY HERO, BUT ABOUT SOMEONE WHO FELT LIKE A HERO ONE DAY.

IT WAS A COMMON DAY OF WINTER IN 2007.AND I WAS GOING TO "THE ROOSEVELT PARK" BY BUS WITH MY FRIENDS, WHEN WE GOT OFF THE BUS AND WENT INTO THE STREET MARKET . WE COULD SEE THAT THERE WERE A LOT OF "PLANCHAS". BUT LUCKILY, WE HADN`T BROUGHT MONEY OR A BAG.SO WE WALKER AROUND ALL THE PLACE, AND WHILE MY TWO FRIENDS WERE TALKING WITH A BOY , I WAS LOOKING CAREFULLY TO AN OLD WOMAN WHO WAS THERE THAT LOOKED LIKE AS A RICH PERSON , BECAUSE OF HER CLOTHES.

BUT AT THE SAME TIME I WAS LOOKING TO HER, I COULD SEE THAT THERE WAS A "PLANCHA" LOOKING AT HER. IN THAT MOMENT I REALLY KNEW HE WAS GOING TO STEAL HER BEAUTIFUL BAG. SO WHEN HE WAS GETTING CLOSER I DID TOO, LIKE IF I WERE GOING TO CHECK ON A NICE DRESS THAT WAS THERE. IN THE MOMENT HE GRABBED THE BAG, I HIT HIS LEG AND HE FELT DOWN. I JUMPED ON HIM AND TOOK THE BAG, I SHOUTED HELP!!, WHEN I SAID THAT THE "PLANCHA" STARTED TO RUN AWAY AND AWAY. ALL THE PEOPLE WERE CLAPPING, THEY UNDERSTOOD WHAT HAPPENED , SO IT WAS LIKE THEY WERE PROUD OF ME, MY FRIENDS COULDN'T BELIEVE WHAT I HAD DONE, AND THE WOMAN WAS CRYING.HOWEVER, WHEN I GAVE HER THE BAG, SHE SMILED; ACTUALLY, BUT NOT SHE ONLY SMILED BUT SHE OFFERED ME MONEY BECAUSE I GOT HER EXPENSIVE BAG BACK, BUT I DIDN'T ACCEPT THE MONEY.

AFTER THAT, WE WENT BACK TO SOLYMAR BY BUS , AND I FELT LIKE A HERO, LIKE SUPERMAN, BATMAN OR SPIDERMAN, BECAUSE THEY HELP BUT NEVER ASK ANYTHIG BACK.

domingo, 7 de septiembre de 2008

My Hero by Inés

It was a beautiful day when John was walking whit his daugther when a man atacked him.

He died ten minutes after, but he remained in the minds of a lot of people because in my opinion he was a hero for all the ideology that he gave. He taught how to have a relationship with peace, to respect the others, to see the differences...
He wrote a lot of songs referring this ideas and showing facts of his life as her mother's death. Some lyrics he wrote were "Mother", "Imagine", "Just like"...
He was a revolutionary person because he defended the rights of the people, he attempted to change the violence for peace.
Many people say he was murdered for his pacifist ideas, however the police says he was murdered by a fan, i don't know the real truth but i know he is in my heart...

miércoles, 3 de septiembre de 2008

THIS IS NOT A REAL STORY by Ana Paula

THIS IS NOT A REAL STORY

Long time ago in the outskirts of a very small town, there was an orphanage. A lot of children lived there with a lot of adults watching over them. There, dwelled children from every age, from 1 or 2 years old to 17 or 18. Besides the children, nurses, doctors, teachers and the director lived there. In total, there were like 200 people.

One night, when everybody was sleeping, one of the youngest boys woke up all the children around him telling them that the building was on fire, luckily everyone believed him. When everybody around woke up, the fastest and oldest went to the other rooms and woke up everybody in there, and continued doing this until there weren’t any more rooms to go.

Finally when the night was over, all the people were out of the building, except for the director of the orphanage. When one of the oldest boys realized that went inside of the building on fire an rescued him.

At the end of that terrible, but lucky night the firemen put off the fire and no one died.

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