1. BUTTERFLY EFFECT
I’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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2. Love is over
It 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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3. 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 Núñez
Grade: English I1
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4. 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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5. 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? 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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6. 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’s
for you. Welcome to life, Son.
Carmen Gloria Martín Marrero. Nivel
Intermedio I-SP
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7. 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
heavy heart, I said:
"I think a mouse will pay you a visit
tonight.”
Paul Víctor Albuoy
Intermedio I SP
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8. 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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