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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link href="https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><title>Welcome!!</title><description>Hello! My name is Mar&#xED;a Velaure. This is my blog. You can write a commentary for me. I hope that you like it! Thanks you for visit my blog.</description><link>https://mariavelaure.blogia.com</link><language>es</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 10 Dec 2023 12:02:20 +0000</lastBuildDate><generator>Blogia</generator><item><title>The Next Summer</title><link>https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061709-the-next-summer.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061709-the-next-summer.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" height="100%" id="HB_Mail_Container"><tbody><tr width="100%" height="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" width="100%" height="250" valign="top"><p>I haven&#39;t got any plans for this summer. I believe that I am in my hoose all the summer. Surely, I will go to my village, Al&aacute;jar, all the weekends. Maybe, I will go to the beach aome weekends. I would want to go to Germany, but since I have gone to Iceland, I can&#39;t because my parents don&#39;t let me. Too, two trips are very expensive and I don&#39;t leave it. I have to do many activities of Maths<img src="/tinymce/jscripts/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-frown.gif" border="0" alt="Triste" title="Triste" width="18" height="18" />. I want to write a book this summer<img src="/tinymce/jscripts/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-undecided.gif" border="0" alt="Indeciso" title="Indeciso" width="18" height="18" />, it is my only plan for this summer.<img src="/tinymce/jscripts/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-laughing.gif" border="0" alt="Riendo" title="Riendo" width="18" height="18" /></p><p>I&nbsp;don&#39;t know that I will do this summer jet, I hope that I want enjoy this summer very much.</p></td></tr><tr><td height="1" style="font-size: 1pt"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2007 21:09:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Do you like animals?</title><link>https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061708-do-you-like-animals-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061708-do-you-like-animals-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" height="100%" id="HB_Mail_Container"><tbody><tr width="100%" height="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" width="100%" height="250" valign="top"><p>I like some animals, but I dislike other animals.</p><p><img src="/tinymce/jscripts/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-frown.gif" border="0" alt="Triste" title="Triste" width="18" height="18" />&nbsp;I hate spider and snakes.</p><p><img src="/tinymce/jscripts/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-smile.gif" border="0" alt="Sonriente" title="Sonriente" width="18" height="18" />&nbsp;I like dogs, cats, horses,...</p><p>My favourite animal is horse.</p><p>It is very nice. I like horse riding.</p></td></tr><tr><td height="1" style="font-size: 1pt"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2007 20:39:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>My friend in Africa</title><link>https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061707-my-friend-in-africa.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061707-my-friend-in-africa.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" height="100%" id="HB_Mail_Container"><tbody><tr width="100%" height="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" width="100%" height="250" valign="top"><p>I have got a new friends. Her name&#39;s Lourdes Montserrat Nt&oacute;ngono. </p><p>She is from Africa and she lives in Malabo. She was born 27th of April.</p><p>Her parents are Fabi&aacute;n and Lourdes. She has got six brothers. Their names are:</p><p>Chafina, Margarita, Carmen, Domingo; Dal&yacute; y Dalir.</p><p>Her village is very big.</p><p>It has got one church, two schools, a football peach, many coco-plams, etc.</p><p>Lourdes is very nice. Her favourite subjects are Literature, History and Art.</p><p>Her favourite colours are blue, pink and white.</p><p>She likes listenning to music, reading and eating.</p><p>&lt;&lt;I&#39;m hoping to know more on her. When I will have this information,</p><p>I will tell you&gt;&gt;</p></td></tr><tr><td height="1" style="font-size: 1pt"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2007 20:35:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Ana's party</title><link>https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061706-ana-s-party.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061706-ana-s-party.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" height="100%" id="HB_Mail_Container"><tbody><tr width="100%" height="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" width="100%" height="250" valign="top"><p>Last Saturday, I went to a party. It was at my friends Ana&#39;s house.</p><p>It was her birthday. The party was very great! </p><p>All of my class and all my friends were there.</p><p>I wore a long red dress and the red high-healed sandals, but these weren&#39;t seen</p><p>because my dress was too long.</p><p>Ana wore a grey and white dress. She was very pretty.</p><p>She had a grey purse and some silver-plated bracelets. </p><p>My friends Kris wore a pink and beige dress. </p><p>It was very beautiful.</p><p>And my friends Alicia wore a very elegant </p><p>red dress and some black high-healed sandals.</p><p>I felt very well there. I spoke with my friends.</p><p>We laughed very much. We ate and drank </p><p>while we were dancing. I danced with all.</p><p>When finished the party, my feet hurt very much</p><p>because of the shoes, but it was fantastic.</p></td></tr><tr><td height="1" style="font-size: 1pt"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2007 19:55:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>AIBO</title><link>https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061705-aibo.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061705-aibo.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" height="100%" id="HB_Mail_Container"><tbody><tr width="100%" height="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" width="100%" height="250" valign="top"><table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" height="100%" id="HB_Mail_Container"><tbody><tr width="100%" height="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" width="100%" height="250" valign="top"><blockquote><p>Aibo is a popular toy robot.</p><p>This robot was invented in 1999 by Sony.</p><p>Aibo is very famous in the entire world. This type of robot is a toy dog and it is like a pet.</p><p>Aibo is one of the most sophisticated toys that it is possible to be found in the market. </p><p>It uses a combination of robotic technologies and multimedia and artifial intelligence.</p><p>Aibo can do many things: it walks, sees, things, understands and talks to people, does tricks, learns new things, ...</p><p>It has emotions and instincts programmed in its brain: according to the situation, Aibo will move the legs vigorously or will show the bad humour if it does not receive the attencion that requests.</p><p>This robot isn&#39;t a cheap toy. Its price is from $2000.</p><p>AIBO IS GREAT!!!</p></blockquote></td></tr><tr><td height="1" style="font-size: 1pt"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table></td></tr><tr><td height="1" style="font-size: 1pt"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><blockquote></blockquote>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2007 19:03:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Seville Camp</title><link>https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061704-seville-camp.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061704-seville-camp.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" height="100%" id="HB_Mail_Container"><tbody><tr width="100%" height="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" width="100%" height="250" valign="top"><p>If you are young, if you like the sports, if you want to travel this Holy Week and you don&#39;t know where to go; we have the solution.</p><p>This spring you can enjoy in Seville. In our camp we have many activities for you. You can practice many sports: basketball, football, tennis, golf and cycling; and you can swim in our swimming pool. At night, you can enjoy with our parties, you can dance and sing. We organize hikes and sighseeing. You can visit the beautiful Holy Week in Seville.</p><p>Don&#39;y think more, this Holy Week come to uor camp "Seville".</p><p>We are waiting you.</p></td></tr><tr><td height="1" style="font-size: 1pt"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2007 18:53:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>The Horse Race</title><link>https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061703-the-horse-race.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061703-the-horse-race.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" height="100%" id="HB_Mail_Container"><tbody><tr width="100%" height="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" width="100%" height="250" valign="top"><p><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">Next Saturday I will have a horse race at the beach. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">I am going to "El Puerto de Santa Maria" in Cadiz for this race.<span>&nbsp; </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;"><span></span>Next Friday, before the race, I must ride on my horse and I am preparing the equipment. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">I will give food and a shower to my horse. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">This night, I need to rest well. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">But, on Saturday morning, I will get up very early. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">At 12 o&#39;clock will be the race.<span>&nbsp; </span>The race will be at 12 o&rsquo;clock. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">I will be very nervous but I must get the prize. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">My horse and I form a good team. If we want, we can.</span></p></td></tr><tr><td height="1" style="font-size: 1pt"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2007 18:35:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>My teachers</title><link>https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061702-my-teachers.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061702-my-teachers.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" height="100%" id="HB_Mail_Container"><tbody><tr width="100%" height="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" width="100%" height="250" valign="top"><table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" height="100%" id="HB_Mail_Container"><tbody><tr width="100%" height="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" width="100%" height="250" valign="top"><p><img src="/tinymce/jscripts/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-smile.gif" border="0" alt="Sonriente" title="Sonriente" width="18" height="18" />&nbsp;I study 4&ordm; ESO at Diego Angulo school.</p><p>I have a lot of subjects and many teachers.</p><p>My favourite subjects is Maths. Since I was a child, I like it.</p><p>I like Biology and English, too, because my Biology and English teachers are very good teachers.</p><p>I learn a lot with my teachers. I feel pleased with them,</p><p>I wouldn&#39;t like to be&nbsp;a teacher because I can&#39;t explain well and I dislike children.</p><p>Being a teacher is very difficult. Some students behave badly.</p><p>Some of teachers order a lot of homework.</p><p>I haven&#39;t got any problems with my teachers.</p><p>I think that&nbsp;my teachers think we chat very much.</p></td></tr><tr><td height="1" style="font-size: 1pt"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table></td></tr><tr><td height="1" style="font-size: 1pt"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><blockquote></blockquote>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2007 18:19:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Teacher for one day</title><link>https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061504-teacher-for-one-day.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061504-teacher-for-one-day.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" height="100%" id="HB_Mail_Container"><tbody><tr width="100%" height="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" width="100%" height="250" valign="top"><span style="color: #3bf800; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">If I were a teacher, I could give an sms lessons.</span> <p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 6pt" class="MsoBodyText"><span style="color: #3bf800; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">Today, our teachers and many people don&#39;t know how to write an sms. </span></p><span style="color: #3bf800; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">Usually, when they are going to written an sms, they write all words, but we don&#39;t do it.</span><span style="color: #3bf800; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">To written an sms, we use small words or we cut the words.</span> <p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 6pt" class="MsoBodyText"><span style="color: #3bf800; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">For example: If you want to written "&iexcl;Hola!", you won&#39;t written so. </span></p><span style="color: #3bf800; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">For your sms to be smaller, you must write "ola!" or "H!".</span><span style="color: #3bf800; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">Other example: If you want to write "&iquest;C&oacute;mo est&aacute;s?", you can write "cm ta?".</span><span style="color: #3bf800; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">So, your sms will be smaller and you can write more things.</span><span style="color: #3bf800; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">To teach to write an sms is very difficult, but our teachers should learn very much.</span><span style="color: #3bf800; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">The experience would be fantastic and very funny.</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #3bf800; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">I want to be a teacher for one day.</span></td></tr><tr><td height="1" style="font-size: 1pt"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table>]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2007 23:58:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>English</title><link>https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061501-english.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2007/061501-english.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" height="100%" id="HB_Mail_Container"><tbody><tr width="100%" height="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" width="100%" height="250" valign="top"><p align="left">English is very important. People in many countries speak this language. </p><p align="left">I study English because it is very interesting and also because I like it. But my main difficulty is the pronunciation.</p><p align="left">Our English lessons are funny and interesting. We do many activities and we are learning very much.</p><p align="left">I like learning English to know another language. </p><p align="left">Knowing English is very good for travelling and I like travelling.</p></td></tr><tr><td height="1" style="font-size: 1pt"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table>]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2007 22:00:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>The nigh of Halloween</title><link>https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2006/120501-the-nigh-of-halloween.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2006/120501-the-nigh-of-halloween.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">On the nigh of 31st October,&nbsp;Katie was alone in ther house when somebody knocked at the door.&nbsp;A chill ran through her whole body. She did not know if to open the door but she did it. Her friends gave her a big scare.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">-Hi! </span></span></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">&ndash;All said</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">They wore costumes.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span><span>-We are going to the cemety.- Kris said.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span><span></span></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">-Do you want to come with us? &ndash;Tom asked<span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span></span></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">-I don&rsquo;t know.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">-Come with us, please!- Pam said to her.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">-Ok!</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">-Let&rsquo;s go!</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">T</span></span></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">here was a full moon covered by a mysterious grey fog and it was very cold. </span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">They arrived at the cemetery. There was nobody. All was very dark. They didn&rsquo;t see anything because of the fog. At the far end of the cemetery they saw a very strange light.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">-What is that? &ndash;Tom said.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">-I have great fear. &ndash;Kris said</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">-I have fear, too. &ndash;Katie said. </span></span></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">Holding herself tight to Jack.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">-Calm! &ndash;Tom said.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">The strange light approached slowly. Somebody with a hoarse voice said:</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">-Who are you?</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">-Don&rsquo;t do anything to us, please! &ndash;Pam said.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">The light approached more and more.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">-Who are you? &ndash;It repeated.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">The children left running, one to each side, and they were lost.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"></span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">-Where am I? &ndash; They said.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">The ghost of the cemety seized them.</span></span></span></p><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller"><span><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: #520052; font-family: Chiller">Nobody ever heard anything about those children again. The children disappeared.</span></p></span></span>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 05 Dec 2006 18:14:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>How is the teenager's life?</title><link>https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2006/112101-how-is-the-teenager-s-life-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2006/112101-how-is-the-teenager-s-life-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #33cccc; font-family: &#39;Baskerville Old Face&#39;"><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;"><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">It is very difficult to be a teenager.<span>&nbsp;</span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #33cccc; font-family: &#39;Baskerville Old Face&#39;"><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;"><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;"><span><img src="/tinymce/jscripts/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-frown.gif" border="0" alt="Triste" title="Triste" width="18" height="18" /> </span>The teenagers have many problems:<span>&nbsp; </span></span><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">The school, our friends, the clothes, the sports, etc.<span>&nbsp; </span></span><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">But the main problem is our parents.<span>&nbsp; </span>Our parents don&rsquo;t understand us. They think that our main problem is our friends and that is not thus.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #33cccc; font-family: &#39;Baskerville Old Face&#39;"><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;"><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;"><span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #33cccc; font-family: &#39;Baskerville Old Face&#39;"><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;"><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">Always, I am worry about school: my homework, my exams, my subjects, &hellip;</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #33cccc; font-family: &#39;Baskerville Old Face&#39;"><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;"><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;"></span><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">I sometimes talk with my parents about my problems, but I think that they don&rsquo;t listen to me.<img src="/tinymce/jscripts/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-yell.gif" border="0" alt="Enfadado" title="Enfadado" width="18" height="18" />&nbsp; </span><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">My parents and I usually discuss by my sister, my friends, the school, etc.&nbsp; </span><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">I get on best with my mother because we spent more time together and I tell her some of my problems.&nbsp; </span></span></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #33cccc; font-family: &#39;Baskerville Old Face&#39;"><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;"><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">I often help my parents with the housework.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #33cccc; font-family: &#39;Baskerville Old Face&#39;"><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;"><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;"></span><span style="color: #0099cc; font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;">In my free time, I use the computer, <img src="/tinymce/jscripts/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-laughing.gif" border="0" alt="Riendo" title="Riendo" width="18" height="18" />I dance, I read,&nbsp;I talk with my friends, I do many things.</span></span></span></p>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 21 Nov 2006 16:26:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Do you want to travel to Iceland?</title><link>https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2006/111602-do-you-want-to-travel-to-iceland-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://mariavelaure.blogia.com/2006/111602-do-you-want-to-travel-to-iceland-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p align="left"><img src="/tinymce/jscripts/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-smile.gif" border="0" alt="Sonriente" title="Sonriente" width="18" height="18" />I want to travel to Iceland.</p><p align="left">Iceland is very nice! It has got many Geysers. The geyger is a thermal source.</p><p align="left">Iceland has got many places&nbsp;with ice. It is very cold! <img src="/tinymce/jscripts/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-laughing.gif" border="0" alt="Riendo" title="Riendo" width="18" height="18" /></p><p align="left">There, people speak Icelandic.</p><p align="left">Many people travel to Iceland and they say that Iceland is a very beautiful place.</p><p align="left">Iceland is great!!</p><p align="left">I love Iceland!!</p>]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 16 Nov 2006 17:43:00 +0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
