Guidelines are not rules, but a formula that can be used to suit your creative imagination. Remember the sentence"a picture is worth a thousand words)and let your mind throw the ideas you need for your piece of writing.
A good story has characters in action with a beginning, middle, and an ending. On this ocassion you have to write a story of one of the picture sequences presented in class(unit 3:telling a story). Deadline: Tuesday 12:00 midnight)
Good luck in your creative thinking !
I was on holiday in Argentina when, one day in a chilly winter’s night something weird happened at my home, a burglar in the midnight broke into my house and he started looking for stuff, even the cheapest. When he had his bag full of stuff that he could sell, he also thought in steal my food because I had my refrigerator full of delicious food, but there was not any place to put more things, so the burglar thought: “stomach full, happy heart”, and sat in the table to start to eat everything; first he ate bread and cheese, but his mouth and throat were dry so he remembered that I had a good wine. The burglar drank the first bottle; however it was not enough, so he drank the second one. When he stood up he realize that he was drunk and sleepy, so he had two possibilities walk drunk with the heavy bag or sleep few minutes and recover himself, so he chose the second option and he went to sleep to my bed.
ResponderEliminarMy neighbor, who lives next to me, listened to some noises and he called to the police. When they caught the burglar, he was still sleeping and very drunk.
Ms Grant´s Portrait.
ResponderEliminarMrs. Grant is a nasty, old, arrogant and very rich woman. She is used to looking at herself in the mirror every morning. Even though she is very ugly, she admires herself a lot and believes she is still an attractive woman.
One day, meanwhile she was admiring her ‘beauty’ in front of her big mirror, she imagined her own image in a portrait, thus her ‘beautiful and young’ face would remain forever and everyone could admire it.
She rushed contacting to Chasse Brooks, the most famous portrait -painter worldwide. Since that moment, she attended to the painter´s studio twice a week to pose. Despite she wished the portrait was ready soon, she didn´t want to see it until it was finished.
Finally, the great day arrived, the portrait was finished at last and Mrs. Grant rushed to go to Chasse´s studio to see ‘his master piece’. Nevertheless when the painter showed her the portrait, this was very unlike what she had imagined. Instead of a young and beautiful face, she saw an old and ugly woman. Consequently, in this moment she realized that she was not a young and beautiful woman anymore.
Owing to her big proud, she refused to accept the reality, that means her own reality, and she ordered to the painter getting rid of the portrait and make a new one, but this time she gave clear instructions to the painter about how she really wanted it.
She didn´t visit the studio for a long time. After three months, the new portrait was ready and Mrs. Grant went to pick it up. When she looked at the new picture, she was really happy and satisfied with the result. The painter received a big quantity of money from Mrs. Grant for his work.
Finally, Mrs. Grant fulfilled her wish and she hanged the portrait up in the middle of her living room. It showed an image of a beautiful young woman and all of her friends could admire it, nevertheless all of them told her that her granddaughter was very beautiful and they asked her to invite her, so they could admire her huge beauty in person.
The French Burglar...
ResponderEliminarOne day in a house was apparently lonely,a dirty Burglar was looking around.So he decided to break into the house and when he was inside,he looked if it had anything to steal like jewels and money, then,he got hungry,so he opened the fridge and ate all food that he could.Also, he found a bottle of wine and he drank a lot for two hours,so he went walking to a near room and he felt slept in a bed.
The Burglar had made so much noise,so in the upstairs of a second floor there was a person called Tony who had seen and listened all that around happened,so Tony took a gun and went into the room in which the Burglar was sleeping,so he decided to call the police.
While the police arrived,Tony stayed quiet but looked after the Burglar.
Finally the police arrived to the room and catch the Burglar that was put in a prison.
Time ago , there were a burglar band , which were very popular between the most important bands in Paris. One day , the youngest brother of the leader , wanted to be a great burglar like his brother , so the leader gave him an opportunity to demonstrate his ability . The youngest burglar broke into a elegant house in Paris , he was carefully stealing everything in the house, it was being a perfect burglary , when he saw the refrigerator and saw a delicious cheese , he ate it , and suddenly he felt that it was a spicy cheese ! , and he needed some water ! , But the water was not working , when he was almost dead ,he went back kitchen and quickly drank the wine which was on the refrigerator , he took advantage of this , and he did not drink one bottle , TWO, THREE , FOUR , FIVE indeed ! .
ResponderEliminarSuddenly , when the youngest boy was very happy and singing tropical songs , the brother called him asking for his late , and that moment he woke up , and pick up his bag , but his body did not react ! he felt sleep , because he was so tired , but at the same time he presses the burglar alarm , and all the neighborhood woke up calling the police.
When the polices arrived , the stupid inexpert youngest burglar was deeply slept and he was captured .
A frustrated burglar
ResponderEliminarOnce upon a time a French burglar broke into the house in Paris. He had a very bad intention burglar all things of value like: clock, flower-pot, rings, etc.
The housebreaker first into at the living room rapidly and he burgles the value things, he finished his intention then he felt hungry and he decided to go at kitchen, so he opened the fridge and saw cheese, meat and champagne. Therefore, he wanted to eat, he sat and started to eat, but he never imagined that then of his decision, he felt really tired, although he wanted to go outside quickly, he could not. Suddenly, he was upstairs and he felt to sleep. And he fell sleep above the bed.
To conclude, the next morning, the burglar awake with the help of two polices, whom arrested him. The frustrated burglar still is in the jail.
One night I was reading a book on my bed when I listened a noise, it was a tall and thin guy breaking into my house, he was a drunk burglar that the first thing he did was assault my fridge.
ResponderEliminarLast night I was celebrating with some friends so my fridge was full of drinks, he with his big bag started to steal my drinks. However, I got very mad for this but I didn’t act inmediately, I was keeping my atention on his acts.
Then, I got very surpised because he opened some bottles and started to drink all of them.
Although he was drinking so fast, I saw that his face was coming familiar such as I got more and more closer, and then, I saw it he was my friend that started to steal my alcohol,
I got furious so I run to his side and I hit his face with a punch.
Then I asked him why he was stealing to me his friend, and he told me that he wanted to continue drinking but he didn’t have money to buy anything and he didn’t want to wake up me so he broke into my house.
I felt very confortable to listen that, I sat down and started to drink with him, it was a history that I never forget
It was a Cold night.
ResponderEliminarI was on my room sleeping quietly, when suddenly a person got in my house.
I woke up surprised, but I didn't want to do any noise.
I started to go downstairs and I saw him. It was a burglar.
He was stealing things until he saw my refrigerator.
There I had a lot of drinks because of the party I had with my friends las night.
He started to drink and drink and when I saw him the last time he was drunk dropped in the floor.
I inmediately went to the phone and called the policemen.
They arrived quickly and the burglar woke up being helped to walk by policemen.
Fortunately he couldn't steal anything because everithing he had on his bag didn't go to anywhere. The burglar left it below the table.
I put everithing on its place, and now everithing is ok.
The Truth.
ResponderEliminarLady Prentiss was a member of a wealthy and powerful family. She was a veteran socialite and business tycoon, with an obsession for status and beauty, which she had enjoyed all of her life.
One day at the park she met a young painter doing portraits of the people who passed by, but none of those people took the portraits with them after seeing them finished, leaving the painter full of wasted pieces of paper and no money. After seeing a couple of them, Lady Prentiss was baffled at the fact that nobody would take them: they were perfect, they even looked alive, and she fell in love with the young man's talent and mastery right there, deciding that she would be first person to take a portrait for him to display at her house, and asked for the young man's card.
A couple of days before their meeting, Lady Prentiss looked at herself in the mirror, she was royal, elegant and beautiful; not even the passing of time had managed to take away an inch of her beauty, in her own eyes. Lady Prentiss called the young man and decided to visit him two days later.
The day of the meeting Lady Prentiss was very nervous, although she had said to herself that she was the same woman she was years ago, she knew that she was now and old person, that her beauty had mostly vanished, and most of all, that she was frail and weak, but she trusted that the young man would see the real her, the one she felt she was on the inside.
She nervously sat and let the man do his work, while she hoped that the final piece would be as beautiful as the portraits she saw at the park, However, when the young man showed her the finished piece, she was extremely and unpleasantly surprised at a painting that portrayed a dignified, scared and humble lady, one who could almost transmit her frailness and internal warmth, the artist had managed to portray her real self, but Lady Prentiss was only able to see an old wench with no external beauty, full of wrinkles and grey hair, and refused to look at it a minute longer, becoming one of the same people she couldn't understand at the beginning.
She immediately ordered the man to destroy the portrait and create a new one; otherwise he would never be able to even paint houses for a living, she also gave him strict orders on how to proceed on the making of new portrait and didn't even looked at the young man's face.
When the new portrait was finished, Lady Prentiss was delighted with the new results and pay him a considerable amount of money to a sad looking man. Lady Prentiss could now see the young man's talent, and decided that he had just made a mistake with the first one. Indeed, the second painting showed what Lady Prentiss wanted to show to the world, a beautiful woman, the proper image of a wealthy tycoon, but what Lady Prentiss could not see, was the sad and bitter expression on the new woman's face, an exact replica of what she had become.
But what did she care? She would forever be seen, as a beautiful, young and elegant woman.
Aunt Camilla´s portrait
ResponderEliminarMy aunt Camilla is an old and very beautiful woman.One day when she was seeing in the mirror , she suddenly decided that she had to make a portrait of herself. Inmediatly, she looked for the world –famous portrait painter, Rolf Unwin.
Twice a week she went to his studio, Rolf painted her .He did not wanted that she would see the picture until the end.
Finally, when the portrait was ready . My aunt was excited and hurried to see it. But the portrait did not look exactly like my aunt wanted. Unfortunately ,she did not like it and she refused it. She ordered him to get better the picture.
This time didn’t visit the studio and after another there months , the portrait was ready and my aunt wanted to see it .The face looked like a beutiful young girl, it didn’t look like my aunt at all , but she loved it. She paid Rolf very high.
Once upon a time in Paris, a very rich man named William Brown.
ResponderEliminarThis man was very apathetic and greedy did not like children or people.
One day William decided to go on holiday away from home, no one is watching your beautiful and luxurious mansion, while he was in the Swiss Alps a robber burst into his house, trying to seize all the riches that this man had.
But the burglar was not very expert in this subject, since at the time he get to the room was so many things he did not know where to start, just looking around without even taking a single object, then go to the kitchen wanted for something to eat, he opened the refrigerator and found a range of food inside had cheese, the best ham, caviar, champagne, drinks, ice cream etc ...
He began to eat with both fore leaving the disbarment appetite this man had, after eating all that there had started to drink champagne while drank recalled that he was there to rob the house, when he got up ready to finish their work felt very dizzy and sleepy so decided to climb the stairs and find a room to sleep for a while.
but it was not slept for a short time if they spent hours.
George began to wake up and slowly opened his eyes, suddenly he saw four men dressed in blue to the bedside, they were policemen and were waiting to wake up George took them into custody.
As it was, George was arrested without even steal anything inside that mansion and William came to his house as if nothing had happened there.
My aunt Betty is an extremely old woman with a bit of arrogance.Through her veins runs german blood and her facial features are crude. One day she was looking herself in a mirror and she realised that the age passed for her body and left a mark on her. In that moment she decided to make a portrait of his face for the future generations and to prevail for centuries in the memory of the family.
ResponderEliminarShe was a very annoyed person, so the painter had to be a patient man in all ways. And, obviously the best in the country. We searched for all the possible places, but onde day he told us that she found the perfect person for that job.
Two months after my aunt’s decision, arrived the painter. He was tall and thin, with a long languid face. It seems more like a vague than a real artist, but my aunt trust in him.
He started to put his things in a round table near of a lectern. He aked to my aunt to sit in front of the lectern, showing sweetness. My aunt was shocked, no one in her life told her that, in fact she never was sweet with anyone in the family. “Do I have to look like a cake?” Asked her with innocent. “No!” He exclaimed: “You only have to be yourself, show me the best of you so I can paint a real idea of you”
My aunt put a horrible face, she frowned with energy and grimaced of hate. The painter was in shock with that face. Nevertheless he started to paint my aunt with as much detail as possible.
After five hours of hard working, he finished and showed us the final result. When my aunt saw the picture, she did a deep breath and look at the picture as wondering something. After that, she looked at the man a said: “so, this is how I look? This is the image that the people have of me?” The painter did not understand that question , so answered with a simple yes. My aunt put the picture in a trunk a left the room downcast and in complete silence.
My aunt Gloria was a beautiful woman when she was young,she always had a boyfriend with. however, she has never got married," no man is enough to my beauty" she used to say and with that thought she aged alone.
ResponderEliminarOne day she found a car from a painter and with a great confidence in her beauty she went to visit him. She went to the house of the painter, she looked all the paint of the painter and decided to let him paint her beautiful face, the painter was grateful to made the paint," come back in three days and i will have a beatiful paint of you" he said to her, sha could not be more happy with the painter's words and she left the house.
After three days Gloria went back to the painter's house anxious to see her paint, the painter was happy to saw her again because of the money she was going to pay him for the paint and he show her the paint; she looked the paint angry, "i am not that ugly old woman" and without an other word she left the painter's house; the painter was very upset, he needed the money but he decided paint an other picture.
In the third day the woman went back to the painer's house, the painter was happy becuase he knew that the new paint was going to be perfect to the old woman, he show her the paint, in the paint was a beautiful young woman and Gloria loved the paint" that is the real me" she said, she was so happy that she pay th double of the price of the paint; the painter was shocked with her reaction but he accept the money happily and the woman left the house, he never met the old woman again.
Vía’s Portrait
ResponderEliminarMrs. Vía Swank is a perfectionist, happy, proud and stubborn woman of 59 years-old. She has worked in television and now she is interested in the field of millionaires business. She has been married five times and has one son, Michael, who she worries a lot, even calls him four times a day; she is a doting mother.
Two days ago she knew that her son is going to move with his girlfriend, Michelle, and although that the idea is not good for her, she do not show it.
As part of her daily routine Mrs. Swank sits before the mirror and begins to apply a variety of expensive creams. Suddenly, an idea comes to her mind, How separate Michael from Michelle? Because she thinks Michelle is not good enough for him.
So, she begins to plan a way to get rid of her, and when she looked for a brush she found a card with the name of a famous portrait painter, Alexander Farrell. immediately she went to visit him and after a month she returned to retire the painting. She look at the portrait with horror, meanwhile her face turned purple she uttered a cry of anger. Thus demanded from alexander to fix the painting, but this time has to show their natural beauty and of course make it look younger and in good shape.
Finally, after two weeks she retire the painting and she was completely delighted and for complete the first part of her plan she gave to her son the enormous picture like a gift for his new home.
The inexperienced burglar
ResponderEliminarIn the city of the love and the perfumes there was a man who didn't want find a love or had nice clothes, he wanted to a be a real Burglar, in fact, the best of the city. “Today, yes, this is the night; I’m going to looking a rich house, to take everything in there, yes, this will be huge”.
This season was perfect for him, it was summer and much of the people in the city go out to take a rest at the beach, so, at midnight when the silence of the night was heard and the lights of the Eiffel Tower were shining; the burglar came into a house, off course, a rich house where from the window, he could saw the lights but that didn't stop him...”Ha! With this I’m going to get a great reputation and I’m going to be the best Burglar Ha!”
He took all the time that he wants to robber everything in the house, pasted six hours and he didn’t note, “This had to be celebrated, but before oh! I’m hungry. Maybe in the kitchen will have something to eat”. He took a piece of bread with butter, that were in the refrigerator...”But this is boring I want celebrate, I want something better! Yes! there are two bottle of champagne let’s to take a look”.
He drank the bottles but he had not eaten enough, so, he gets drunk quite fast...”Wow, too much celebration I’m going to take the things upstairs and I leave the house, I want tell this to the others”. When he was upstairs, the house was moving for him, the stairs were more difficult to upstairs "Wow I'm drunk, the champagne was quite good"...but he could take all the things and when he was leaving the house, he entered to the bedroom of the nanny”Oh! That bed looks comfortable; I’m so tired, just two hours no more...”
“Hey!! Man, Hey, wake up!! Hey!” Those voices were the police, they came into the neighbourhood to take the habitual walk and they heard strange noises of the Mr. Smith’s House, they revised all the house and finally they got into the Nanny’s bedroom, and there he was, the Burglar was asleep, drunk and he didn’t note them...”Hey!, Man come on ... maybe this is a inexperienced burglar, poor man, hey man wake up!”...
And the man never could get a great Burglar; in fact, He was remembered like the Worst Burglar in the city.
Francisca Cortés Acosta
Granny's paint
ResponderEliminarGrandma has always been super vain. In fact, has a large mirror,and a cabinet full of creams and makeup in his room. She always wanted that her granddaughters and grandsons (and also her great-grandchildren and future generations) will appreciate the splendor of her beauty.
As she always wanted to left her "beautiful" image in a painting, I got the address of a famous French painter who lived two blocks from my house. When I handed the card to my grandmother, she looked suspicious ... but agreed and called the painter.
When the painter came to the house, grandma started immediatly the session. After several minutes sitting as a model, she wanted to see what the artist was doing, but the artist insisted that she wait until the end. when he finished painting, he showed it to Grandma but she got upset, turned around and went out, because the picture showed her as a "little old lady with no life," she said.
I convinced her to go again, but now I had spoken to the painter to paint my grandmother a few years younger. When the grandmother returned, still anxious to see how she was being painted. The artist insisted that she did not see the job until the end. The grandmother sat back disgusted.
When she saw her portrait done, Grandma was excited and giving a strong look to the painter, paid a lot of money, I do not know how much, but it was much more than the money agreed.
As always, Grandma got what she wanted and her portrait, until this day remains in the dining room, waiting for generation after generation to appreciate what once was her beauty.
The French Burglar
ResponderEliminarThe Light city always shine, no matter what part of the year. But one particular summer's evening last June, a burglar broke into a wealthy house in Paris.
First, he looked at the living room and started to put some objects inside his bag.
Next stop was kitchen, where he grab some plattery and opened the fridge and saw a lovely cheese. Inmediately he felt hungry, so he took the piece of cheese and sat at the table. Then he remembered that in the living room he saw a bottle of champagne. So he went back to the living room, picked up a bottle and drank it.
After that, he went upstairs, to continue his search, but suddenly he began to felt sleepy, and decided to lay on a bed in the room.
Unfortunately, he fall asleep and he woke up the next morning by two police officers.
Since I was a child, I had always dreamed of being an international thief.
ResponderEliminarOne day I woke up and said to myself, I must fulfil my dream, so I start to travel to fulfil my dream.
That afternoon, he took all his things and the first place where he went was France.
When he arrived in France, he did not know where to start, so he decided to know the place before starting his dream. He visited many places that seemed interesting for him, when suddenly stare into a great and beautiful house that seemed alone. For a few minutes he walk around the house and looked it everywhere if anyone came, when he took the necessary precautions and realized that there was no one, he entered the house.
When he had finally managed to enter the house, was so impressed by what his eyes saw, almost wept with such emotion, this was his first theft and begin to fulfil his dream. Little by little began to take all the things that seemed of value to him, suddenly his began to had a stomach ache because he had eaten nothing since he had arrived in France, so he decided to get something to eat in the kitchen after all had taken almost everything and a little food would not make the difference.
When he opened the refrigerator he found a lot of interesting food that never in his life had proven, he sat at the table to enjoy their feast, when he was about to end, he felt a little thirsty and recalled that he had seen in somewhere and champagne would not do anything wrong to drink a little of it, after everything had somehow held his first robbery. After a few minutes, he gets to the champagne and began to drink and drink and drink until the bottle is empty and his stomach could not another drop of alcohol or food.
after resting for a moment, recovered and began to get the rest of the things that were home, when he was about to end, they began to feel very exhausted and decided to take a nap to rest and have more energy for when he had to go. After long hours he feel that someone is `'a waking up, he opened his eyes and he realized that the police were to arrest him at his side, he began to mourn scared and apologize, he did not want to go to jail, but police told him that it was too late and that this will happen by making bad decision, the cops takes him out of the house to go, when suddenly he falls and bumps his head falling unconscious. When he finally awakens and opens it’s his eyes, he looks around, is shocked to realize that everything that had happened had been only a dream and a product of this he decided to go another way and not to take the wrong decision.
she´s my unpleasant aunt Camila, she is an ill-tempered old woman who thinks the solution to all the problems it has the money.
ResponderEliminarOne day when she was looking in the mirror it reveals that his admirable beauty will last a lifetime and thus there arises the idea of calling an old painter friend telling him that she wanted to do a portrait of herself.
so, after scheduling the appointment for the Thursday of that week my aunt Camilla offered his old friend a lot of money only if it was all the best of himself to do the portrait, the old painter without hesitation accept his condition.
On Thursday, my aunt was very impatient waiting for his friend painter. When he collapsed with all the materials that would occupy my aunt greets unpleasantly on saying: "I can not wait!, Install everything fast, I want to see that picture soon!." Apparently it was something that interested him much but anyway.
His old friend, the painter is a little young, medium height and very strange style of dress but what was remarkable was that no matter how my aunt treated him, he was always relaxed.
The artist, named Robert, began a portrait of his old friend and then half an hour of work he finally ended.
It was a portrait of an elderly woman, a very ugly picture that made my aunt very angry Camila.
She very angrily told his friend: "You promised me you would give yourself the best of the best portrait done and I have disappointed. I want to make a new one otherwise I will not pay a penny." The relaxed friend did not care anything about what she said angrily and began to make a new portrait very relaxed.
When he finished she saw a picture of herself younger, and far better bet thanthe first portrait and therefore happiness it brought a smile in years, he had seen.
In the end she paid every cent on congratulating promised because he had done a good job and the new portrait was an identical copy of herself.
One day, an inexpert burglar decided entry to one house…this happend:
ResponderEliminarWhen he took some things, he realizad that he was starving, so he opened the fridge and took salads and a piece of meta, he ate quickly, then he felt thirsty, he looked for a drink and he found it, in a box he found a lot of bottles of wine, he drank them.
Obviously he got drunk and he felt sleepy, then he decided to take an up.
Unfortunately, when he woke up in the morning, a very tall and ugly man was sleeping huging him.
This man was the owner of the house, his name was Meter, who had arrived very drunk last night, so Meter didn’t remember the number of his home and he came in the wrong house. Meter`s house was the nest one, and when Meter woke up, he asked apologize to the burglar and he went to his home. In this moment when the french burglar was going out, he took advantage and he took a lot of expensive things like earings, jewels, food, tv and money.
Dear Frustrated Superstar.
ResponderEliminarNerina is a lady in her early seventies. She lives alone in a big house near a river in a very conservative country. She often goes downtown to buy some weird stuff like horse tails and red flags with stars on it. One day she was window-shopping when she saw a painting studio, she had the best idea ever, she would get a portrait of herself, then she could hang it on one of the big walls of her house. Full of conviction and foward she stepped into the painting studio and started wandering around looking for the owner of the studio, as she was walking around she was able to take a look of the paint that were there, pretty old ladies, big and entires family were painted there, some creepy landscapes and twisted still life paintings. She started to doubt if the painter was really able to capture all her majesty.
Suddenly a men broke into the rom, he was about fourty and dressed kind of messy, he didn't look strange or weird at all, like his paintings were. Nerina started babbling trying to get words toghether, she wasn't used to talk with other people, she lives alone on her house and she barely talks with the sellers at stores. She asked the painter to portarit her, she wanted a detailed work, she would pay any price, as long as she got what she really wanted, a perfect portrait. The painter accepted to do the work, he promised to do his best. Right away he started to work, he first asked Nerina to sit on a big couch located at the back of the studio, took out his tools and started to draw Nerina's countenance. It took about 3 hours to paint the portrait, the painter wast fast and accurate, every line was perfectly drawn. Nerina was excited and eager to see her portrait, she couln't wait anylonger to see her beautiful face embodied into a linen. Unfortunate was her surprise when she realized the woman that was in the portrait wasn't her at all. She yelled at the painter and ordered to fix it, to make it look as she really was, she will come back the next day ti pick up the protrait, and if the painter wanted the money, this was going to be ready by that time. She wasn't that old, she wasn't that ugly, she didn't know why the portrait was it. Nerina made her way home, muttering and mumbling all the way long.
The next day, Nerina woke up early and hurried to the painting studio, she was hoping this time the painter wasn't going to make her lose her time. This time, she knocked first, she was curious to get in, because she already knew the place now. The painter took her to the same place shw was sat the day before, the paiting was covered with a dirty cloth which was rised by the painter, revealing the portrait. Nerina was amazed, a young and beautiful woman was drawn in there, she was extremely happy, she hand out the money to the painter and leave the studio with her portrait.
The painter was dizzy with this whole situation,he couln'd belive how pretencious a person could be.
Nerina got home and hung the painting in the hall, she stared at it long time, she was happy. She thought that his dead housband would be very happy seing her just like Nerina was when he died. A tear made his road on Nerina's cheek, it was the first time she cried about her dead housband.
I always have hated french guys, but this man is the worse of all.
ResponderEliminarLast summer I rented a house with my friends, to spend at least a week on the beach. My vacations are too short and my free time is even worse, so we safe money together and finally we get around $500 thousand. Everybody looked for a big house were all of us could feel comfortable. Finallly we rented a big house and stay there.
One day, my friends an me were very bored, so we decided to go to a pub for spent the night. When we returned we found all our drink bottles empty, the house was a mess and to finish our surprise, a was guy in Robert's room, sleeping in his bed!! I was ready to kill him, when Poul said:
-"We should call the police first"
Kenny answered him:
-"We should, but we won't do it, I want a very good explication from this guy".
So, we woke up the guy and before to begging punch him we asked why he was there and why he was asleep. The guy answered:
-"pardon je suis français et suis ivre"
I shouted at him:
-"What!? speak in english! or I will kill you!"
He continued saying the same thing. Of course my friend Kenny loved idioms and he said:
-"He is French and he es drunk..."
After a couple of words between Kenny and the french guy, Kenny came to us and told us why the guy was there.
-"Right, this guy was drank and came into the house looking for more drinks, so he looked for all the house causing a mess. After that he went to the fridge and found our champagne and drunk all of it. He felt sleepy and went to the bedrooms lookeing for the best bed to take a rest, unfortunately he felt asleep and then we arrived"
When we turned back to look for the man, he was already jumping through the window and running away. Oh, I really hate those guys...
Raul Cordero Martínez
I read very good stories that have a good development but many students have to review them before sending a final edition.
ResponderEliminarNow with the feedback given, we can interact about the mistakes committed in order to improve our writing ability and accuracy
See you
Teacher Marta