FINALISTAS MICROSTORIES NIVEL BÁSICO INGLÉS 2015

1. Today is a dark day. I’m
stressed. This week, my
English homework is a
micro-story with fifty
words or less. It’s
midnight and I’m still
thinking about an idea.
Yeah! I can finish now.
Here’s the story!
Leticia Castellano Castellano. Inglés Básico 1A
MICRO STORY
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2. VALENTINE´S DAY
I RECEIVED AN ANONYMOUS
LETTER EXPRESSING HER
GREAT LOVE FOR ME. MY
SMILING FACE COULD NOT
STOP READING AND FEELING
EVERY WORD.WHEN I
FINISHED READING, I FELT
VERY HAPPY. SHE WAS THE
PERSON WHO HAD BROUGHT
ME TO LIFE……MY MOTHER
NAYRA DELGADO FARIÑA BÁSICO 1 (A)
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3. The Solar Clock
Last night I was in a hotel. I was
worried because my watch didn’t work.
Luckily, an employee gave me a solar
clock. I was happy with the gift. The
next morning I was looking forward to
using it. But surprise! It was raining.
Javier Dopazo Barroso – Inglés Básico I A
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4. My strong desire
I was looking for you all night,
dreaming of you, rubbing my
naked body on my bed while
shivering. After a couple of
hours, I kept thinking that this
night I would sleep alone and
unprotected. Where is my damn
pyjamas?
By: Juan Jesús Díaz
Torres
NB1- D
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5. A man goes to the sea. He thinks it symbolizes
liberty.
One day he meets a strange man who asks him:”What
is your desire?”
He says:”I would like to be a fish”.
The strange man makes him fish, he feels free…, but
suddenly…
a big whale eats him.
José Luis Sánchez English basic 1ºD
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6. Feeling your gentle touch makes me love
you
and I can´t stop touching you.
When I hear you, my heart beats fast
and I only need one call from you to go and
search for you…
But I hate it when you run out of battery...
...Damn Iphone!
LIBERTO GONZÁLEZ PÉREZ
NB1
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8. And I revisit you one more day…you make my memories and my
people approach, whispering their laughs. History in your
depths…..so many secrets, and today, again, I admire you, even
those you have taken away...They loved you.
MARIA TERESA SAINZ PARDO HOYOS BÁSICO I SP
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9. A caterpillar crawling on the floor
lifts his head to the sky and contemplates
a field of flowers and dreams of having
those
Beautiful colours. He closes his eyes for a
moment and opens them to find he is
flying
with beautiful multicoloured wings.
Jutta C. Striebel Netter
(Básico II C)
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10. I got up early and sat on the bed. As usual, I looked to my left and there
he was. I looked at him and he looked at me. I asked for his name but he
did not answer. It is what happens when you see yourself on a mirror.
By Andrés E. Toledo Rodríguez.
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