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THE ADVENTURE OF A WATER DROP CALLED “TRANSFORMER”

Antonio Fragoso

Intermediate-I

Here it´s so cold and I´m into a

storm

After going up over 30.000 feet

It´s a sunny day! Ufff!

I´m burning!I´m

evaporating

¡¡ Byeeee !!

I´m freezing

I´m going down as a snow-flake

I´m part of a

snowman. I´m alive! Bye!!!

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BUTTERFLY EFFECTI’m a child. My heart is very frail but my body is an iron helmet. I can hear the bullets. However, they will not hurt me when I cross the street; No one is waiting for me on the other side. -Now!I am alive for another day.

Yolanda Glez NI1B

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Love is overIt was a very cold morning in January, and there weren’t many people at the city. At last, they met at the station. It was her greatest desire, but standing a metre from him, she realized they wouldn’t take that train together. She no longer loved him.

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I wake up. I feel your little face really close to me.

My body is so heavy, but I find the way to open my eyes.

I don´t know where I am, and this place looks so lonely.

But, I can see now. You are holding someone´s hand.

Mine.

Name: Alba Rodríguez NúñezGrade: English I1

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That morning I met all of my neighbours. Only Toby intuited what would happen. When I finished going down the staircase remains I found disorientated. It was hard breathing and I couldn't see very well. Minutes later the dust cloud had disappeared and I could see the debris.

Patricia PérezEnglish Intermediate I

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MY DOG Eight month ago, Kira came home. Kira is a wonderful, intelligent and tiny female dog. It makes me happy every day. It always haunts me until I go out and then. When I arrive it cheers me up.

Yannick del Castillo Hermans IN1A

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Once upon a time a charming princess lived in a colossal castle with many servants but she did not have friends because she never went out. She was always alone and bored. One day she escaped from the castle. Suddenly she met a handsome boy. They fell in love. It was true love.

Mª Judith Espinel Gutiérrez IN1A

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When my son was a child, I told him a tale at bedtime. I invented a new short story every night.One day he told me: ‘I know that your incredible yarns have never happened, but I think that they are true because they are alive in our heads’.

José Ramón Hernández López.

English.Int.1A.

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Normally, he did not stay in bed much time, but that morning he waited to look at her. She was dancing all over the room with his t-shirt. The sunlight crossed the room illuminating her skin. He thought he was watching an angel and she felt she was in heaven.

Janet Cabrera Ramos NI1A

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She doesn't seem interested in him. However, he doesn't stop looking at her. None of them knows she is English and he is Spanish. How can they meet each other and begin a conversation? Actually, it isn't an obstacle, because while you have been reading, she has already smiled at him.

Emilio Glez. Mesa English N1A

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And the World stopped for a moment. Just you and me in the Theater of Life. Our eyes met, we stared at each other and, in a second, I knew that nothing would be as before. Life smells of eternity and eternal my love is for you. Welcome to life, Son.

Carmen Gloria Martín Marrero. Nivel Intermedio I-SP

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Stop and think!What would you like to do

tomorrow?Where would you like to be

next year?What is your objective?

Do you have it?Paint your idea.

Write a date.Design your plan.

And tomorrow, start working on it.

Follow your dreams

Ofelia González Pérez (Intermedio I SP)

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SUDDENLY

Suddenly, you began to move. You were very small. You had much life and I was very excited because I was feeling you. We were looking forward to seeing and touching you. You made us love you so much that we didn´t believe you’d be soon with us.

Silvia Hernández Rodríguez (Intermedio I SP)

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An imperceptible movement of our planet earth which turns every day without rest. We wake up every morning with its light but its strength fades like the fire of a candle. The sky changes colour, as a curtain in the theatre, until the night falls down and it hides again.

Antía Vilas Paz (Intermedio I SP)

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I'm sad, angry, disappointed.War, famine, rampant consumerism.The blame: LYING.I promise not to lie anymore.A voice woke me up, my five-year-old daughter told me:"Dad I‘ve lost a tooth "......... and with a heavy heart, I said:"I think a mouse will pay you a visit tonight.”

Paul Víctor AlbuoyIntermedio I SP

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When flowers faded up, she had already parted longtime ago with a promise.Summer came and went away but in the autumn he could return to hear her voice clearer, getting close, whispering in the wind.On the first storm, he saw her again, smiling as always, through the snowflakes.

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Yurena Tejera

THEY DIEDid you hear it?I think it was up stairs.Oh! Charles and Diana are dead.Look! The window is open. It probably came through it.They have been asphyxiated.It was the wind that opened the window and pushed down the fishbowl.

Héctor NI2B

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Once upon a time, a ‘chorizo’ that was sick to the back teeth of being compared with politicians. One day, the ‘chorizo’ decided to run away from the butcher shop to conquer the world. Later, it won the lottery and discovered the power of money. The comparisons aren’t always hateful!

Joana Bello Suárez Inglés NI2B

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He used to see her in the Language School, but he had never spoken with her. The last day of the course, in the final exam, he decided to speak with her, but he didn’t see her… His surprise was when he entered into the exam, she was his partner.

Marta Mesa GonzálezINTERMEDIO 2B

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It happened one dark night.   I got home, suddenly,   I heard a terrible scream, I opened  and went in,  behind me the door closed,  my heart beat stronger.The bedroom door opened and my wife came in with a knife in her bloody hands.- "Darling,  the chicken was still alive!!!"

Juan Gil I2B

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All men in the world used to talk the same language. They felt strong and wanted to build a tower so high that arrived to Heaven. God punished the imprudence creating many different languages. Since then, men don’t understand each other and of course can’t arrive to heaven before death.

Juana Mendoza – Intermedio II

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The Rebirth

A day like today eleven years ago I was reborn to the best of my being. A revival that brought me to the joy as well as to the fear. The unconcern gave way to the concern but also to the conviction that the best of my life will endure after my death. Today is my son's birthday.

Mariano Rives – Intermedio II A

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