Thursday, September 30, 2021
Tuesday, September 28, 2021
Basque Country
Monday, September 27, 2021
A Swedish girl, a Brazilian boy and two electric guitars... a magic combination!
Cast their spells, explosive violence
Russian night time flight perfected
Flawless vision, undetected
Air Force number one
Somewhere down below they're looking for the foe
Bomber's on the run
You can't hide, you can't move, just abide
Their attack's been proved (raiders in the dark)
Silent through the night the witches join the fight
Never miss their mark
Prepare to meet your fate
Night Bomber Regiment
588
Wings of glory
Tell their story
Aviation, deviation
Undetected
Stealth perfected
Death is in the air
Suddenly appears, confirming all your fears
Strike from witches lair
Target found, come around, barrels sound
From the battleground (axis aiming high)
Rodina awaits, defeat them at the gates
Live to fight and fly
Prepare to meet your fate
Night Bomber Regiment
588
Wings of glory
Tell their story
Aviation, deviation
Undetected
Stealth perfected
Unlikely heroes in the skies (witches to attack, witches coming back)
As they appear on the horizon
The wind will whisper when the night witches come
Wings of glory
Tell their story
Aviation, deviation
Undetected
Stealth perfected
Cast their spells, explosive violence
Russian night time flight perfected
Flawless vision, undetected
Friday, September 24, 2021
Thursday, September 23, 2021
What has happened to the person speaking below?
I was standing by the wall,
I remember red bricks.
Then I was home.
Speaking gibberish.
My terrified Mum stared at me.
Not knowing what to do.
I remember phone calls.
A blurry feeling.
Dad, Auntie.
And then a hospital smell.
Me in a gown.
Alone.
A room with a bed and a small window.
A smiling nurse.
An injection.
And then nothing.
I slept
And slept.
Nobody asked me
What I wanted
What I needed
What I thought.
I heard screams,
I saw white coats,
And I heard words I didn’t get.
But as all nightmares,
This one would finish…
Or so I thought.
Three weeks
Locked in a space
With no garden,
No fresh air
No breathing
The windows had bars…
But at least I was better.
I was allowed to walk around.
To go to the common room
Full of people with empty stares.
A patient screaming a doctor’s name.
And the doctor’s threats
To send her to an even more horrible place.
How had I got there?
What had I done?
I wasn’t like these people, was I?
Wednesday, September 22, 2021
Tuesday, September 21, 2021
Monday, September 20, 2021
James Arthur: Avalanche. Song recommended by Lidia.
Sunday, September 19, 2021
Learn English with DISNEY Movies. HERCULES.
Saturday, September 18, 2021
The city planting a million trees in two years
Flash Fiction
The other day we talked about flash fiction in class and I told you to write a 50-word story. This kind of
exercise can help you to learn to write more accurately.
This is the story I wrote myself:
Petal loved her little cat more than anything in the world. Her parents were important, but when she had
a problem she confided in Spots.
Spots and Petal spent all their time together.
Then Petal grew up and she realized her beloved cat was just a soft toy. So sad!
If you want, you can write another little story for the blog.
See you around
Dear all, I wish I could have said bye in person, but unfortunately I'll be on sick leave till 27th May at least. I'm sorry I wasn...
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Dear all, I wish I could have said bye in person, but unfortunately I'll be on sick leave till 27th May at least. I'm sorry I wasn...