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domingo, 25 de noviembre de 2012

Essay


An Essay on The Son´s Veto
In The Son´s Veto, by Thomas Hardy, a woman named Sophy wants to marry an ordinary man, her old friend Sam, after her first husband dies and her son does not want her to. The author shows that marriage without love is not good and that discrimination for social class is terrible.
In the short story, Sophy marries Mr Twycott when she is nineteen, twenty years younger than Mr Twycott. He is a vicar and a widower and Sophy´s master. He tells her to marry him after she twists her foot and could not stand up. She is disabled for a long time. Sophy does not exactly love him, but she has respect for him. She says yes because of  respect and money, because she comes from a poor family.
Sophy is not well educated and is from a poor family in Gaymead. People discriminate her so Mr Twycott decides to move after marrying because it is social suicide in front of the neighbours. Her husband wants her to have a good education when she speaks. For example, she confuses the use of “was” and “were”. So he helps her to improve this.
Also, Sophy is discriminated by her son, Randolph. He is a gentelman and is ordained a priest. He studied at a Public School and he does not live with his mother. He is irritated when his mother speaks badly. So Sophy feels lonely and sad because her son feels ashamed of her.
In The Son´s Veto, the author shows that marriage without love is not good and that discrimination for social class is terrible. This makes Sophy feel sad and she dies, being middle aged and on a wheeled chair. She dies alone in her house thinking that her son does not love her. Reading this short story made me realize how important it is to accept the other person as he is and not to reject him.



















sábado, 20 de octubre de 2012

The bad example of a mother - short story


 We read a short story in class and the task was that we had to prepare our own short story based on "The Son's Veto" 

The bad example of a mother
It was the Chrismas night. I was with all my family. I was talking with my mother when my father turned on a firework. He started to run but the firework exploded before time. So my father who was called Alejandro died. Viky, my mother, was a beautiful woman, she was 30 years old. She didn’t speak very well  so I didn’t love her very much. I corrected my mother all the time. Viky was a drug dealer. And I said to Viky  to stop doing that because the police was going to cath her.

One day Viky didn’t arrive at the house so I started to be scared because my mother came quickly every day. I started to call her lots of times but my mother didn’t have the phone. I thought that the car was broken. But it was not that. Ring, ring, ring. Somebody was calling me. It was the police. They had my mother because of her business and because she was stealing cars on the street.

 I was in my house alone month after month. One day I was walking in the street and a group of people caught me. They took me to a very dark place. They told me “If you don’t tell us what we need you are going to die. Where is your mother? She has to give a lot of money to us”. I didn’t say anything. In the night I was alone in the dark room so I went out and started to run to my house. When I was running to my house, a girl called me. She was my girlfriend called Martina. She told me to enter to her house. I was very happy because my girlfriend invited me to her house but very sad because some people were locking my mother. We were eating some food when somebody phoned me. It was Viky telling me that  she was out of prison and now was at home. I, very angrily, went home. When I was inside, I told Vicky some people caught me because of her. “They told me that you have to give a lot of money. If you don’t give the money, they are going to kill us”. Well I am going to leave the house because I have a stupid mother and she is a drugs dealer. I am going to my girlfrind´s house.

 A month later the police found me because my mother continued selling drugs so she was in prision but the most important reason why they called was that my mother died because she took drugs.  




















lunes, 30 de julio de 2012

Diary Entry




DIARY

Friday 13th  2012
   
      Hi, diary!
      My mother bought you yesterday. My name is Sujata Bhatt and I am 10 years old. I live in a small country called India that is far away from the other countries.
     One day I was sleeping and my mother started to shout, telling me, “Sujata, Sujata,  put something on and come here now”. I was scared because my mother never shouted so loudly. So I was afraid. I went downstairs and she told me, “The English want to conquer our country”. Hooooo, my father was working. “Mother, imagine if the   English people kill father”, I said.
    At that moment somebody knocked at the door. They were the English people. “Sujata, go to your bedroom and stay quiet, please. Well, if I don’t see you anymore, I want to tell you something: I love you”, mother told me. The soldiers took my mother. I was alone. I didn’t have mother and father so I didn’t want my life. I went out. I was  walking, looking at all the Indian people dead in the street. Somebody told me, “Sujata”. It was an English soldier. I started to run because I was scared and somebody started running behind me. A man started to hit the person that was running behind me. That man was my father. We went to my house so the English people didn’t see us. We started to drink something and somebody knocked at the door. I opened and it was my mother. I was very happy.
     I am going to tell you something: I love my family.         
     Well diary, I want to stay with my family. Then another day I will write to you another thing.
     See you,
     Sujata

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martes, 29 de mayo de 2012

L/L writing soliloqui 2012


Ooooh, my god! Tomorrow I have to go to fight with Perseus against Medusa and it is very difficult. She can kill me like a stone or kill me with the sword. I have to take a  sword to kill her, and cut her head and a shield to see her. Oooooh, my god! I don’t want to go, probably she will kill me because she is the strongest girl of the world. I am        scared, and… if I don’t go? No… I have to go because Perseus is my best friend, I can´t betray him. And my family? I am not going to see them more in my life because Medusa is going to kill me. Why is this happening to me? Why? I don’t want to go. I want to stay with my family and my children. Please, Perseus go with the other soldiers to kill Medusa. I want to stay here because she is going to kill me. And I  am not going to see my father, my mother and my family again. I live with my wife that her name is Pilar and our children call Augusto and Franco. My father call Mariano and my mother died. Yes, I have 2 children and a wife. Oooooh, I have to go with Perseus now. Bye Pili, bye Franco, bye Augusto and bye father. I love you very much.      

martes, 18 de octubre de 2011

fable part 2

But in one special case, intelligence from hell came to the cat's mind. Mr Hyde gesigned the perfect plan, a master plan to do everything. the cat was very happy and he ran to tell this magnificent plan to his very good friend, the turtle. But there was a detail that changed everything. The turtlecould never keep a secret, and this made it special. the cat knew about this but there was another little preblem. He was so exited that he forget about it and told the turtle about the plan