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miércoles, 18 de septiembre de 2019

martes, 17 de septiembre de 2019

I‘ve been there 3

3. Listen to the story and correct the false sentences.
a) Whenever they go to England to do a training course, they always enjoy the food and the
weather.
b) As soon as they  arrived in Malta, they started missing England.
c) The first thing they did in Malta was visiting the capital city.
d) Malta is all about beaches and sun.
4. In your own words , write a Summary of this story.(5 lines)
5. Think about a trip or an experience you want to tell us about . Something that you thought it  could have been a disaster  but it was perfect in the end ...............or the other way around.( 100/120 words)

I’ ve been there 2


2. Work in pairs and explain the meaning of the following words and expressions:

teacher training course 
It always comes to my mind 
stale cucumber sandwiches 
greasy 
abroad 
sticking heat
buzzing noise of a fan 
we headed north 
the  rough sea
a cold and foaming glass of beer 
don’t be fooled 
the troubled Middle Ages
the current capital 

martes, 8 de diciembre de 2015

martes, 27 de octubre de 2015

Monsters

My name is ________________and I can´t remember how I ended up living under your bed. All I remember is that I got lost during a school trip to observe humans. My teacher always tells me to stay with the whole group because”humans “ she says” can be really dangerous”. But, as usual, I didn´t pay any attention. Suddenly everything became bright and clear , the sun was shining high and I was on my own and terrified! I just wanted to find a dark place to hide from humans and I saw........









 When _________dumped me my heart broke into a million pieces. I could not breathe. I could not bear to see him/her again. I decided to leave the forest. I walked and cried for hours, then I saw your house. It looked like a safe place to lick my wounds and I got under your bed. When I heard what he/she had done to you , I knew I was in the right place. We are too much alike in our grief.





 I don´t like you. Or this house, or your small and tidy bedroom. I hate this hideous place under your bed where the floor is spotlessly clean. But I have to stay. There is no bloody chance to leave . I am an outcast. I was expelled from my monster community. I did nothing to deserve it. It was not my fault. It was the other guy´s fault. I didn´t want to do it, but he made me do it. That is why I had to leave and find myself a new place to stay. They were following me when I saw your little house near the forest and I thought......