<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824</id><updated>2011-12-24T02:19:58.394-08:00</updated><category term='rephrasing'/><category term='batx 2b'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='batx 2A'/><category term='beauty pills'/><title type='text'>lucalasalle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-604712682233448473</id><published>2011-05-24T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T05:38:31.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pla d'aproximació a les PAU</title><content type='html'>Bones,&lt;br /&gt;vos pos el que tindré preparat per a les darreres classes abans de selectivitat. Així podeu decidir si vos interessa venir o no. &lt;br /&gt;Totes les classe seran pràctiques, aixó vol dir que fareu exercicis i els corregirem junts.&lt;br /&gt;Si no mos tornam a veure, enhorabona a tots i que tingueu unes bones vacacions. Saluts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2A&lt;br /&gt;24 maig phonetics&lt;br /&gt;27 maig writing&lt;br /&gt;30 maig reading&lt;br /&gt;1 juny grammar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2B&lt;br /&gt;27 maig writing&lt;br /&gt;30 maig reading&lt;br /&gt;31 maig phonetics&lt;br /&gt;3 juny  grammar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-604712682233448473?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/604712682233448473/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2011/05/pla-daproximacio-les-ppaauu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/604712682233448473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/604712682233448473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2011/05/pla-daproximacio-les-ppaauu.html' title='Pla d&apos;aproximació a les PAU'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-8712804811366148572</id><published>2011-04-11T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T15:13:29.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batx 2b'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batx 2A'/><title type='text'>Wish rephrasing</title><content type='html'>800.I'm sorry I haven't got a washing machine. &lt;br /&gt;801.I'm sorry I don't live near my work.&lt;br /&gt;802.I'm sorry our garden doesn't get any sun.  I wish ... &lt;br /&gt;803.I'm sorry I called him a liar. &lt;br /&gt;804.I'm sorry I don't know Finnish. &lt;br /&gt;805.I'm sorry I didn't book a seat. &lt;br /&gt;806.I'm sorry I haven't got a car. &lt;br /&gt;807.I'm sorry I can't drive. &lt;br /&gt;808.I'd like Tom to drive more slowly (but I haven't any great hopes of this). &lt;br /&gt;809.I'd like you to keep quiet. (You're making so much noise that I cant think.) &lt;br /&gt;810.I'm sorry we accepted the invitation.&lt;br /&gt;811.I'm sorry that theatre tickets cost so much. &lt;br /&gt;812.It's a pity that shops here shut on Saturday afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-8712804811366148572?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/8712804811366148572/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2011/04/wish-rephrasing.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/8712804811366148572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html"&gt;http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-3928265001868890887?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/3928265001868890887/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-wish-would.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/3928265001868890887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/3928265001868890887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052748704698004576104380116827632.html#articleTabs%3Darticle"&gt;article &lt;/a&gt;and the &lt;a href="http://ps22chorus.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog &lt;/a&gt;of ps22 choir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-2471058639142019791?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/2471058639142019791/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2011/01/kids-to-oscars.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2471058639142019791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Hora reunió writing</title><content type='html'>Divendres 17 des de les 14 a les 14.30 estaré a l'aula de segon A per treballar els writings. Saluts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-744818140982312956?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/744818140982312956/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/12/hora-reunio-writing.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/744818140982312956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/744818140982312956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/12/hora-reunio-writing.html' title='Hora reunió writing'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-3172543283154201568</id><published>2010-11-12T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T01:47:51.843-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batx 2b'/><title type='text'>Apunts de classe</title><content type='html'>M'heu demanat que pengi els meus apunts del que hem fet a classe amb el word, i aquí els teniu. No he revisat els errors, he fet simplement tallar i pegar. Tampoc és un llistat complet del que entra a s'examen. Però si vos és útil, endavant.&lt;br /&gt;Bon cap de setmana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B2B&lt;br /&gt;14-09-2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present simple    I run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;present perfect  I have run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;present perfect continuous I have been running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;present continuous I am running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past simple  I ran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past continuous I was running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past perfect  I had run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past perfect continuous I had been running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will   I will run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“will” continuous I will be running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to  I am going to run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pres continuous I am running (tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;future perfect  I will have run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-09-2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is taking an exam&lt;br /&gt;I'm going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will arrive at 8 o'clock. You will leave at 7&lt;br /&gt;You will have …..........................................&lt;br /&gt;By the time you arrive ...................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will call you at 8. You will play chess from 7 to 9.&lt;br /&gt;You will be PLAYING CHESS AT 8..........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ex. 7 page 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EX10 PAGE 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL BE SUNBATHING&lt;br /&gt;WILL BE WATCHING&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU BE USING &lt;br /&gt;WON'T BE GOING = WILL NOT BE GOING&lt;br /&gt;WON'T BE SHARING &lt;br /&gt;WILL BE HAVING &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRICKIER  TRICKY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EX 11 PAGE 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW LONG WILL YOU HAVE BEEN TOGETHER BY CHRISTMAS?&lt;br /&gt;WE WILL HAVE BEEN TOGETHER FOR FOUR MONTHS BY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN WILL YOU ASK OUT THAT BOY?&lt;br /&gt;I WILL HAVE ASKED OUT BY THE WEEKEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY DATES WILL YOU AND NACHO HAVE HAD BY THIS TIME NEXT WEEK?&lt;br /&gt;NACHO AND I WILL HAVE HAD FOUR DATES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN WILL YOU FINISH HAVING DINNER?&lt;br /&gt;WE WILL HAVE FINISHED IN HALF AN HOUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MUCH MONEY WILL HAVE DANIEL SPENT FOR HIS GIRLFRIEND'S BIRTHDAY?&lt;br /&gt;DANIEL WILL HAVE SPENT MORE THAN 50  EUROS FOR HIS......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARTIN WILL HAVE CHATTED UP WITH A LOT OF GIRLS BY THE END OF THE EVENING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO / SUCH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO + ADJ/ADV +THAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE IS SO TALL THAT HE NEEDS A SPECIAL BED.&lt;br /&gt;HE IS SUCH A TALL BOY THAT HE NEEDS A SPECIAL BED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE CAME SO EARLY THAT WE STAYED TOGETHER TWO HOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE CAME SO QUICKLY THAT I WASN'T READY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCH+ ARTICLE (A-AN)+ ADJ + SUST + THAT&lt;br /&gt;HE IS SUCH A CLEVER BOY THAT HE HAS PASSED ALL THE EXAMS&lt;br /&gt;HE IS SO CLEVER THAT HE HAS PASSED ALL THE EXAMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE WAS SUCH A STUBBORN BOY-PERSON THAT HE DIDN'T WANT TO RECOGNIZE THAT HE WAS WRONG&lt;br /&gt;HE IS SO STUBBORN THAT HE DIDN'T WANT TO RECOGNIZE THAT HE WAS WRONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLAIRE IS SO STUPID THAT....&lt;br /&gt;CLAIRE IS SUCH A STUPID GIRL THAT......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY WERE SUCH GOOD BOYS THAT.....&lt;br /&gt;THEY WERE SO GOOD THAT......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOSÉ IS SO YOUNG THAT....&lt;br /&gt;JOSE IS SUCH A YOUNG BOY THAT …...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE WAS SUCH AN INTELLIGENT GIRL THAT.....&lt;br /&gt;SHE WAS SO INTELLIGENT THAT ….. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE IS SO RICH THAT...&lt;br /&gt;HE IS SUCH A RICH BOY-PERSON THAT.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PLANE IS SO FAST THAT...&lt;br /&gt;THE PLANE IS SUCH A FAST MACHINE THAT....&lt;br /&gt;IT IS SUCH A FAST PLANE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MESSI IS SUCH A GOOD PLAYER THAT...&lt;br /&gt;MESSI IS SO GOOD THAT.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE'S SUCH AN UGLY PERSON THAT...&lt;br /&gt;HE IS SO UGLY THAT....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-3172543283154201568?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/3172543283154201568/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/11/apunts-de-classe.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/3172543283154201568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/3172543283154201568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/11/apunts-de-classe.html' title='Apunts de classe'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-725992405762513269</id><published>2010-11-02T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T02:14:45.175-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batx 2b'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batx 2A'/><title type='text'>Exercicis fonètica -ed</title><content type='html'>Podeu fer exercicis sobre la terminació -ed al punt 20-b, 21-b, 22-b i 23-b d'aquesta pàgina: &lt;a href="http://www.telefonica.net/web2/eseducativa/phonetics/indexa.html"&gt;http://www.telefonica.net/web2/eseducativa/phonetics/indexa.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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-ed'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-1700694332828953365</id><published>2010-10-27T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T02:15:15.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batx 2A'/><title type='text'>Possibles preguntes 2a</title><content type='html'>What were the Lilliputians like?&lt;br /&gt;What did Gulliver do to communicate with the Houyhnhnms?&lt;br /&gt;Who did Gulliver find in the sea when he escaped from Brobdingnag?&lt;br /&gt;How did Gulliver feel when he spoke with ghosts?&lt;br /&gt;What differences have you seen between Lilliputian and Brobdingnag?&lt;br /&gt;How did Gulliver arrive to Laputa?&lt;br /&gt;What did Gulliver think about the Houyhnhnms?&lt;br /&gt;Which is the way Gulliver takes to arrive to Brobdingnag?&lt;br /&gt;How did Gulliver escape from Lilliput?&lt;br /&gt;Who are the Yahoos?&lt;br /&gt;Who is Gulliver?&lt;br /&gt;What were the Laputans' two main interests?&lt;br /&gt;Why was the farmer pleased to sell Gulliver to the Queen?&lt;br /&gt;Why did Gulliver have to explain to the Houys what lying meant?&lt;br /&gt;When did he finally meet his family?&lt;br /&gt;What did Gulliver think about it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-1700694332828953365?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/1700694332828953365/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-6771734568661915157</id><published>2010-10-26T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T05:48:49.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batx 2b'/><title type='text'>Possibles preguntes examen llibre 2B batx</title><content type='html'>Where and when did the first journey start?&lt;br /&gt;Explain how Gulliver met Lilliputians&lt;br /&gt;How did Gulliverwin the people of Blefusu?&lt;br /&gt;Why did he decide to escape from Lilliputians?&lt;br /&gt;What was the most frightening situation that he lived?&lt;br /&gt;What are the Yahoos like?&lt;br /&gt;Write a short summary of the book&lt;br /&gt;Describe the worlds that Gulliver visited&lt;br /&gt;Which are your favourite people? Why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-6771734568661915157?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/6771734568661915157/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/10/possibles-preguntes-examen-llibre-2b.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/6771734568661915157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/6771734568661915157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/10/possibles-preguntes-examen-llibre-2b.html' title='Possibles preguntes examen llibre 2B batx'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-1425526419366860305</id><published>2010-09-27T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T00:27:23.961-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batx 2b'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batx 2A'/><title type='text'>Future Rephrasing</title><content type='html'>Aquestes són les frases fetes a classe.&lt;br /&gt;D'aquestes, en triaré unes quantes com a preguntes del test de divendres (2A) o dilluns (2B) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NO TOTES SES FRASES DEL TEST SERAN DE LES VOSTRES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will eat at two.You will arrive at quarter past two.&lt;br /&gt;I will be eating , when you arrive.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will die. I will get married with your widow&lt;br /&gt;You will have died when I get married with your widow&lt;br /&gt;By the time you die I will get married with your widow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will arrive at 11o'clock. My grandmother will fall in the shower at 9 o'clock&lt;br /&gt;By the time I arrive my grandmother will have fallen in the shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will play football. You will come to see me.&lt;br /&gt;I will be playing when you come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will finish the match at 7. You will pick me up at 8 .&lt;br /&gt;When you pick me up,  I will have finished the match. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will come for dinner at 7. You will cook from 6 to 8.&lt;br /&gt;You will be cooking when I arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will sleep. You will knock on my door. &lt;br /&gt;I will be sleeping when you knock on my door.&lt;br /&gt;By the time you knock on my door I will be sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team will win. You will arrive.&lt;br /&gt;The team will have won when you arrive &lt;br /&gt;By the time you arrive the team will have won&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will sleep. You will go out.&lt;br /&gt;I will be sleeping when you go out&lt;br /&gt;By the time you go out i will be sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do the homework from 5 to 7. You will arrive at my home at 6.&lt;br /&gt;I will be doing the homework when you arrive at my home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will play football from 8 to 9. You will go to the stadium. &lt;br /&gt;I will be playing football when you arrive to the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will dance at 3 o´clock. They will arrive at 3.&lt;br /&gt;I will be dancing when they arrive at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will play football al 6. You will play piano at 5&lt;br /&gt;You will have played piano when I play football&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have lunch at 3. You will study from 4 to 6.&lt;br /&gt;I will be studying when you have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be cooking dinner from 9:30 to 10:30. You will arrive at 10.&lt;br /&gt;I will be cooking dinner by the time you arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go to the gym from 7 to 9.You will come home at 10.&lt;br /&gt;I will have been to the gym by the time you come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will study English tomorrow. You will play basket tomorrow at 6 o'clock.&lt;br /&gt;I will be studying English when you play basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will sleep at 10 o'clock. You will arrive at quarter past ten.&lt;br /&gt;I will be sleeping when you arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will eat at three o'clock. You will watch the film from 2 to 4.&lt;br /&gt;You will be watching the film when I eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will cook a chicken at 8 o' clock. You will arrive at 8.30.&lt;br /&gt;I will be cooking the chicken when you arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go and feed your pet tomorrow. You will work in Paris all the week.&lt;br /&gt;You will be working in Paris when I go and feed your pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will buy a trousers tomorrow. On Friday I will go to a party.&lt;br /&gt;I will have worn the trousers by the time I go to the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be at University. You will pass the car exam.&lt;br /&gt;You will have passed the car exam by the time I am at University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will dance. You will come to see me.&lt;br /&gt;I will be dancing when you come to see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have a shower at 9. You will make up from 8 to 10.&lt;br /&gt;I will be making up when you have a shower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-1425526419366860305?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/1425526419366860305/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/09/future-rephrasing.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/1425526419366860305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/1425526419366860305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/09/future-rephrasing.html' title='Future Rephrasing'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-2909616524579462947</id><published>2010-09-22T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T00:28:31.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batx 2A'/><title type='text'>future sentences</title><content type='html'>He posat les frases dels comentaris al post, he corregit qualque petit error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anónimo dijo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Compraré el pan: I'll buy the bread&lt;br /&gt;    Esta noche estudiaré historia: This night I'm going to study history&lt;br /&gt;    Celebraré mi cumpleaños la semana que viene:I'm celebrating my birthday next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    ESTEFANÍA MARÍN FERNÁNDEZ&lt;br /&gt;    23 de septiembre de 2010 06:57 &lt;br /&gt;Anónimo dijo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Te ayudaré ; I will help you&lt;br /&gt;    Veré la televisión esta tarde ; I'm going to watch TV this afternoon&lt;br /&gt;    Comeré mañana con Marta en su casa; I am eating with Marta in her house tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    (Víctor Rodríguez)&lt;br /&gt;    23 de septiembre de 2010 08:40 &lt;br /&gt;Anónimo dijo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Iván Montemayor&lt;br /&gt;    - Pienso que el Barça ganará al Real Madrid.&lt;br /&gt;    - I think Barça will win Real Madrid.&lt;br /&gt;    - A lo mejor voy a viajar a Australia.&lt;br /&gt;    - I'm going to travel to Australia.&lt;br /&gt;    - Ellos se casarán en diciembre.&lt;br /&gt;    - They are getting married in December.&lt;br /&gt;    23 de septiembre de 2010 08:56 &lt;br /&gt;Anónimo dijo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    -Yo voy a ir a Turquía estas Navidades:&lt;br /&gt;    I am going to go to Turkey this Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    -Ella ira al cine mañana:&lt;br /&gt;    She is going to the cinema tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    -¡Hace frío!...Cerraré la ventana:&lt;br /&gt;    It is cold!...I will close the window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Gonzalo Arenas.&lt;br /&gt;    23 de septiembre de 2010 09:17 &lt;br /&gt;Tolo dijo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Tolo Cladera frases:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Yo pienso que el FC Barcelona ganará la liga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I think FC BARCELONA will win the Championship League.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    El cielo esta nublado. Va a llover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The sky is cloudy. It is going to rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Voy al Camp Nou con mi padre el domingo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I am going to the Camp Nou with my father on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;    23 de septiembre de 2010 10:00 &lt;br /&gt;Anónimo dijo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Elisabet Moranta Ruiz.&lt;br /&gt;    Future sentences:&lt;br /&gt;    ·WILL&lt;br /&gt;    - Yo pienso que aprobaré el examen.&lt;br /&gt;    I think I will pass my exam.&lt;br /&gt;    - Las olimpiadas serán en Londres.&lt;br /&gt;    The Olympic Games will be in London.&lt;br /&gt;    - Te ayudaré&lt;br /&gt;    I will help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    ·BE GOING TO&lt;br /&gt;    - Esta nublado, va a llover.&lt;br /&gt;    It's cloudy, it's going to rain.&lt;br /&gt;    - El comerá con su madre.&lt;br /&gt;    He's going to eat with his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    ·PRESENT CONTINUOUS&lt;br /&gt;    - Mañana jugaremos a futbol en el parque a las 3.&lt;br /&gt;    We're playing futbol in the park tomorrow at 3 o'clock.&lt;br /&gt;    23 de septiembre de 2010 10:17 &lt;br /&gt;Toni Miquel Mateo dijo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Frases de futuros:&lt;br /&gt;    Frases con will:&lt;br /&gt;    En 2012 se acabará el mundo.&lt;br /&gt;    In 2012 the world will end.&lt;br /&gt;    No sé cuando dejaré de estudiar.&lt;br /&gt;    I don´t know when I will stop studying.&lt;br /&gt;    El año que viene no iré a La Salle.&lt;br /&gt;    Next year, I won´t go to La Salle.&lt;br /&gt;    Frases con be going to:&lt;br /&gt;    El sábado jugaré a fútbol.&lt;br /&gt;    I’m going to play football on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;    Esta tarde iré al gimnasio.&lt;br /&gt;    This afternoon I’m going to go to gym.&lt;br /&gt;    Mañana iré al colegio.&lt;br /&gt;    I’m going to go to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;    Frases con Present Continuous:&lt;br /&gt;    Esta tarde ire al estadio con mis amigos.&lt;br /&gt;    I’m going with my friends to stadium this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;    Mañana jugaré a tenis con mi amigo.&lt;br /&gt;    I’m going to play with my friends tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;    La semana que viene tengo un examen.&lt;br /&gt;    I’m taking an exam next week.&lt;br /&gt;    23 de septiembre de 2010 11:03 &lt;br /&gt;Noelia Alonso Ciriano dijo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    FUTURE SENTENCES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    1.WILL&lt;br /&gt;    -Apagaré la tele --&gt; I'll turn off the television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    2. BE GOING TO&lt;br /&gt;    Mañana iré de compras --&gt; Tomorrow I'm going to go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    3. PRESENT CONTINUOUS&lt;br /&gt;    El viernes iré a la boda de mi hermano --&gt; I'm going to my brother's wedding next Friday.&lt;br /&gt;    23 de septiembre de 2010 11:15 &lt;br /&gt;Anónimo dijo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Yo pienso que el barcelona ganará la liga&lt;br /&gt;    I think that the Barcelona will win the league&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    ire al macdonalds esta noche&lt;br /&gt;    I am going to the Macdonalds tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    la semana que viene jugare a tenis con mi primo&lt;br /&gt;    I am playing tenis with my brother next week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    jose luis rodriguez martinez&lt;br /&gt;    24 de septiembre de 2010 12:51 &lt;br /&gt;Xavi Forteza dijo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Nosotros vamos al campo de fútbol.&lt;br /&gt;    -We will go to the football pitch&lt;br /&gt;    Yo jugaré con mis amigos mañana.&lt;br /&gt;    -I'm going to play with my friends tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;    Conduciré con mi padre el mes que viene.&lt;br /&gt;    -I'm driving with my father next month&lt;br /&gt;    26 de septiembre de 2010 09:50 &lt;br /&gt;Anónimo dijo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    WILL&lt;br /&gt;    Voy a lavarme las manos&lt;br /&gt;    I will wash my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    BE GOING TO&lt;br /&gt;    Esta noche va hacer frio&lt;br /&gt;    It is going to be cold tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    P.C&lt;br /&gt;    Yo viajaré a Nueva York el año que viene&lt;br /&gt;    I’m travelling to New York next year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    P.S&lt;br /&gt;    Mi clase empezará a las 4&lt;br /&gt;    My class starts at 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Laura Pujol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les frase que teniu als comentaris PUBLICATS poden sortir al test de divendres o dilluns.&lt;br /&gt;PODEN SORTIR FRASES QUE NO ESTIGUIN POSADES AQUÍ.&lt;br /&gt;deu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podeu posar les frases en futur en els comentaris d'aquest post. No les veureu fins que hagi autoritzat la publicació.&lt;br /&gt;deu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-2909616524579462947?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/2909616524579462947/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/09/future-sentences.html#comment-form' title='11 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2909616524579462947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2909616524579462947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/09/future-sentences.html' title='future sentences'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-2962888292804557579</id><published>2010-09-15T12:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T12:25:08.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you ready, boots?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/TJEc_NDthxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/cuPeNzglJgc/s1600/classroom.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/TJEc_NDthxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/cuPeNzglJgc/s320/classroom.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517222890668132114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-2962888292804557579?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/2962888292804557579/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/09/are-you-ready-boots.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2962888292804557579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2962888292804557579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/09/are-you-ready-boots.html' title='Are you ready, boots?'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/TJEc_NDthxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/cuPeNzglJgc/s72-c/classroom.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-8096677237962138329</id><published>2010-06-17T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T14:04:02.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tancat per calor.</title><content type='html'>Fins setembre, Luca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-8096677237962138329?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/8096677237962138329/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/06/tancat-per-calor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/8096677237962138329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/8096677237962138329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/06/tancat-per-calor.html' title='Tancat per calor.'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-4339233049928516820</id><published>2010-05-27T15:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T01:18:56.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great mustache</title><content type='html'>Really enjoying the cd. Here's a present for you, check this mustache:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OPospvRqP_s&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OPospvRqP_s&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-4339233049928516820?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/4339233049928516820/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-youre-not-coming-anymore-please-have.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/4339233049928516820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/4339233049928516820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-youre-not-coming-anymore-please-have.html' title='Great mustache'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-1239402243283991266</id><published>2010-05-15T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T15:34:05.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one more time</title><content type='html'>Exams, again! Hope everything sort out fine. Be good if you can, enjoy and don't be afraid of anything. Thank you for the last two years, I had a good time. Hope you all did, too.&lt;br /&gt;Kisses and hugs and have a good life, Luca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-1239402243283991266?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/1239402243283991266/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-more-time.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/1239402243283991266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/1239402243283991266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-more-time.html' title='one more time'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-2836799477896099583</id><published>2010-03-03T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T14:47:39.429-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty pills'/><title type='text'>why you must watch movies in english</title><content type='html'>Because you can't translate everything, beauty can't always be translated. &lt;br /&gt;Watch &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vccqNDGtU90"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the transcript here: &lt;a href="http://www.jgeoff.com/godfather/gf1/transcript/gf1transcript.html"&gt;http://www.jgeoff.com/godfather/gf1/transcript/gf1transcript.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And compare the English version with this: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o_6wYTISVso"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o_6wYTISVso&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-2836799477896099583?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/2836799477896099583/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-you-must-watch-movies-in-english.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2836799477896099583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2836799477896099583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-you-must-watch-movies-in-english.html' title='why you must watch movies in english'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-3442539869622419995</id><published>2010-01-28T15:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T15:38:06.964-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty pills'/><title type='text'>Catcher in the rye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/S2Ifp52DL5I/AAAAAAAAADg/zPdg2vOtZFI/s1600-h/Adios_mito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/S2Ifp52DL5I/AAAAAAAAADg/zPdg2vOtZFI/s320/Adios_mito.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431938905324859282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is&lt;br /&gt;where I was born, an what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were&lt;br /&gt;occupied and all before they had me, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I&lt;br /&gt;don't feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth. In the first place, that stuff&lt;br /&gt;bores me, and in the second place, my parents would have about two hemorrhages apiece&lt;br /&gt;if I told anything pretty personal about them. They're quite touchy about anything like&lt;br /&gt;that, especially my father. They're nice and all--I'm not saying that--but they're also&lt;br /&gt;touchy as hell. Besides, I'm not going to tell you my whole goddam autobiography or&lt;br /&gt;anything. I'll just tell you about this madman stuff that happened to me around last&lt;br /&gt;Christmas just before I got pretty run-down and had to come out here and take it easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-3442539869622419995?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/3442539869622419995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/01/catcher-in-rye.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/3442539869622419995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/3442539869622419995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2010/01/catcher-in-rye.html' title='Catcher in the rye'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/S2Ifp52DL5I/AAAAAAAAADg/zPdg2vOtZFI/s72-c/Adios_mito.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-9164133006969349860</id><published>2009-12-24T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T05:40:39.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Reindeer sleigh, come our way,&lt;br /&gt;HO HO HO, cherry nose,&lt;br /&gt;Cap on head, suit that's red,&lt;br /&gt;Special night, beard that's white,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be Santa, must be Santa,&lt;br /&gt;Must be Santa, Santa Claus! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qVs6X9yIM_k&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qVs6X9yIM_k&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-9164133006969349860?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/9164133006969349860/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/9164133006969349860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/9164133006969349860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-4433751156320486581</id><published>2009-12-15T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T03:14:55.346-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rephrasing'/><title type='text'>Rephrasing exercices</title><content type='html'>Web &lt;a href="http://www.xtec.es/~ogodoy/sac/rephrasing/rephrexercises.htm"&gt;page &lt;/a&gt;shown in class: http://www.xtec.es/~ogodoy/sac/rephrasing/rephrexercises.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-4433751156320486581?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/4433751156320486581/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/12/rephrasing-exercices.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/4433751156320486581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/4433751156320486581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/12/rephrasing-exercices.html' title='Rephrasing exercices'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-8503500625409119166</id><published>2009-12-13T10:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T10:11:56.347-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>Redacciones Selectividad</title><content type='html'>a) Write a composition of 120-150 words on: The description of a person important in your life (Appearance and character)&lt;br /&gt;b) Write a dialogue of 120-150 words on: You have been away for some time, and on coming back you find that your friend has changed a lot. Write the conversation with her/him about these changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Write a composition of 120-150 words on: You are having a walk along the waterfront of a harbour. Describe your feelings and sensations.&lt;br /&gt;b) Write a dialogue of 120-150 words on: Imagine the conversation between two people having a walk along the waterfront of a harbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Write a composition of 120-150 words on: You want to become a writer. Describe the ideal place where you,as a writer, would like to live.&lt;br /&gt;b) Write a dialogue of 120-150 words on: Imagine the conversation between Robert Graves and Gertrude Stein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Write a composition of 120-150 words on: If you made a lot of money and wanted to help other people, who or what would you give money to?&lt;br /&gt;b) Write a dialogue of 120-150 words on: Interview for the school magazine a famous actor/actress, singer, dancer or sports person who is giving a lot of money to an organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Write a composition of 120-150 words on: You have the power to duplicate just a few&lt;br /&gt;human beings... Would you use it? Who would you clone?&lt;br /&gt;b) Write a dialogue of 120-150 words on: Imagine the conversation between two people,&lt;br /&gt;one who favours human cloning and the other who is against it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03 set&lt;br /&gt;a) Write a composition of 120-150 words on: You are visiting a city unknown to you&lt;br /&gt;previously. Describe your first impressions, feelings and sensations.&lt;br /&gt;b) Write a dialogue of 120-150 words on: Imagine the conversation between two&lt;br /&gt;people. One of them has just visited a city for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05 set&lt;br /&gt;a) Do you think people really communicate? Explain.&lt;br /&gt;b) Do you think communication over the Internet is a more comfortable way of dealing with&lt;br /&gt;people? Explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04&lt;br /&gt;a) Write a composition of 120-150 words on: If an English person wanted to come to your country to learn&lt;br /&gt;your language, what advice would you give him or her? Explain.&lt;br /&gt;b) Write a dialogue of 120-150 words on: A conversation between you and a friend of yours who is going to&lt;br /&gt;spend six months in England and cannot speak a word of English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04 set&lt;br /&gt;a) Write a composition of 120-150 words on: To what extent have things changed? Do you think women&lt;br /&gt;have nowadays gained full and equal rights? Explain.&lt;br /&gt;b) Write a dialogue of 120-150 words on: A conversation between a man and a woman discussing the&lt;br /&gt;importance of equal treatment and respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06&lt;br /&gt;Write a composition of 120-150 words on:&lt;br /&gt;a) Do you think people get the most out of life or are we victims of modern living?&lt;br /&gt;b) Do you think we need to change the way we consume goods?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06 set&lt;br /&gt;Write a composition of 120-150 words on:&lt;br /&gt;a) Do you think a balanced life style is more important than earning a high salary? Explain.&lt;br /&gt;b) What are your personal priorities for the future? What would you like from a job? Explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07&lt;br /&gt;Write a composition of 120-150 words on:&lt;br /&gt;a) Is our society too obsessed with problems of weight and fitness? Explain.&lt;br /&gt;b) How important is it for you to wear clothes that are in fashion? Are you a&lt;br /&gt;fashion victim? Explain.&lt;br /&gt;07 set&lt;br /&gt;Write a composition of 120-150 words on:&lt;br /&gt;a) Do you think Spain is ready to become a multicultural society? Explain.&lt;br /&gt;b) Do you judge people by their physical appearance? Explain.&lt;br /&gt;08&lt;br /&gt;Write a composition of 120-150 words on:&lt;br /&gt;a) Why do you think people in general sleep less now than before? Do you think the pace&lt;br /&gt;of modern life may be bad for us? Explain.&lt;br /&gt;b) Do you think you manage your time and energy effectively? How do you deal with&lt;br /&gt;stress? Explain.&lt;br /&gt;08 set&lt;br /&gt;Write a composition of 120-150 words on:&lt;br /&gt;a) Do you think happiness is related to age? What do you think makes people happy? Explain.&lt;br /&gt;b) Explain the advantages and disadvantages of being the age you are now.&lt;br /&gt;09&lt;br /&gt;Write a composition of 120-150 words on:&lt;br /&gt;a) Why do you think social networking sites are so popular nowadays? Do you use them?&lt;br /&gt;Why? Explain.&lt;br /&gt;b) Write about the positive and negative aspects of communication technology (i.e. emails,&lt;br /&gt;chats, instant messages, text messages, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;09 set&lt;br /&gt;Write a composition of 120-150 words on:&lt;br /&gt;a) Why do you think people like going to the gym? What about you? Explain.&lt;br /&gt;b) To what extent do you agree with the famous Latin quotation mens sana in corpore&lt;br /&gt;sano (that is, a healthy mind in a healthy body). Explain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-8503500625409119166?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/8503500625409119166/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/12/redacciones-selectividad.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/8503500625409119166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/8503500625409119166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/12/redacciones-selectividad.html' title='Redacciones Selectividad'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-93253142296821868</id><published>2009-12-11T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T12:58:25.508-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rephrasing'/><title type='text'>Reported speech rephrasing</title><content type='html'>The following sentences use the verbs to tell and to say. You can both send them to my email or hand them in next Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reported Speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;300."I can't believe what you're saying," Paul told me.&lt;br /&gt;301."Would you like a cup of tea? she said to the girls.&lt;br /&gt;302."What time did you arrive in London?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;303."I'm sorry to be late, but I missed the bus" she said.&lt;br /&gt;304."Thank you for the postcard you sent me," she said to Jane.&lt;br /&gt;305."What were you doing last night at 9.30?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;306."I'll show you when I finish," he said.&lt;br /&gt;307."The film had already started when Peter arrived," she said.&lt;br /&gt;308."I was having a shower when the phone rang," she said.&lt;br /&gt;309."You must finish the report today," my boss told me.&lt;br /&gt;310.Then Pierce Brosnan said: "My name's Bond. James Bond."&lt;br /&gt;311."Did they enjoy the party?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;312."Alright then, we'll meet after the lesson," she said.&lt;br /&gt;313."No way! I won't tell them," he said.&lt;br /&gt;314."Open your books and start reading, children," the teacher said.&lt;br /&gt;315."Would you like to come to my party, John?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;316."Let's go to the park!" she said.&lt;br /&gt;317."You should be more careful in the future," he said.&lt;br /&gt;318."Did you pass the exam?" I said to Joe.&lt;br /&gt;319."I'm doing my homework," the boy said&lt;br /&gt;320."What were you doing when the lights went off?", she asked me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-93253142296821868?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/93253142296821868/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/12/reported-speech-rephrasing.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/93253142296821868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/93253142296821868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/12/reported-speech-rephrasing.html' title='Reported speech rephrasing'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-2643982923494819271</id><published>2009-12-04T12:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:42:52.695-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty pills'/><title type='text'>Beauty pill number two</title><content type='html'>Sorry it didn't work today in class. As I promised, I've posted the video and the Romeo monologue from the play. You can read the script from the movie &lt;a href="http://www.script-o-rama.com/movie_scripts/r/romeo-and-juliet-script-screenplay.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NeHtXtiWkxg&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NeHtXtiWkxg&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How oft when men are at the point of death&lt;br /&gt;Have they been merry! which their keepers call&lt;br /&gt;A lightning before death: O, how may I&lt;br /&gt;Call this a lightning? O my love! my wife!&lt;br /&gt;Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath,&lt;br /&gt;Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty:&lt;br /&gt;Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet&lt;br /&gt;Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks,&lt;br /&gt;And death's pale flag is not advanced there.&lt;br /&gt;Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet?&lt;br /&gt;O, what more favour can I do to thee,&lt;br /&gt;Than with that hand that cut thy youth in twain&lt;br /&gt;To sunder his that was thine enemy?&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me, cousin! Ah, dear Juliet,&lt;br /&gt;Why art thou yet so fair? shall I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That unsubstantial death is amorous,&lt;br /&gt;And that the lean abhorred monster keeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thee here in dark to be his paramour?&lt;br /&gt;For fear of that, I still will stay with thee;&lt;br /&gt;And never from this palace of dim night&lt;br /&gt;Depart again: here, here will I remain&lt;br /&gt;With worms that are thy chamber-maids; O, here&lt;br /&gt;Will I set up my everlasting rest,&lt;br /&gt;And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars&lt;br /&gt;From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last!&lt;br /&gt;Arms, take your last embrace! and, lips, O you&lt;br /&gt;The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss&lt;br /&gt;A dateless bargain to engrossing death!&lt;br /&gt;Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide!&lt;br /&gt;Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on&lt;br /&gt;The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark!&lt;br /&gt;Here's to my love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O true apothecary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-2643982923494819271?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/2643982923494819271/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/12/beauty-pill-number-two.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2643982923494819271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2643982923494819271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/12/beauty-pill-number-two.html' title='Beauty pill number two'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-2567861542299454859</id><published>2009-11-27T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T04:04:57.681-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty pills'/><title type='text'>Beauty pill number zero</title><content type='html'>This had been the very first idea of the beauty sessions of this year. We listened to the song in class: this video is more than ten years old. The song remains a great piece anyway. Enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8r01YiEgNa0&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8r01YiEgNa0&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearl Jam&lt;br /&gt;Wishlist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a sacrifice, but somehow still lived on&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the grounds&lt;br /&gt;For 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a messenger and all the news was good&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the full moon shining off your Camaro's hood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was an alien at home behind the sun&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the pedal brake that you depended on&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the verb 'to trust' and never let you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a radio song, the one that you turned up&lt;br /&gt;I wish...&lt;br /&gt;I wish...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-2567861542299454859?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/2567861542299454859/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/11/beauty-pill-number-zero.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2567861542299454859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2567861542299454859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/11/beauty-pill-number-zero.html' title='Beauty pill number zero'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-9138926217448290856</id><published>2009-11-15T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T12:50:57.317-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty pills'/><title type='text'>Beauty pill number one</title><content type='html'>Here you have the first beauty pill of this year, hope you enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;You can read the play &lt;a href="http://www.shakespeare-online.com/plays/romeo_2_2.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; And the script from the movie &lt;a href="http://www.script-o-rama.com/movie_scripts/r/romeo-and-juliet-script-screenplay.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XLWPg3SCYH4&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XLWPg3SCYH4&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?&lt;br /&gt;Deny thy father and refuse thy name;&lt;br /&gt;Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll no longer be a Capulet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;&lt;br /&gt;Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.&lt;br /&gt;What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,&lt;br /&gt;Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part&lt;br /&gt;Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!&lt;br /&gt;What's in a name? that which we call a rose&lt;br /&gt;By any other name would smell as sweet;&lt;br /&gt;So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,&lt;br /&gt;Retain that dear perfection which he owes&lt;br /&gt;Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,&lt;br /&gt;And for that name which is no part of thee&lt;br /&gt;Take all myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-9138926217448290856?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/9138926217448290856/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/11/pildora-de-belleza-number-one.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/9138926217448290856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/9138926217448290856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/11/pildora-de-belleza-number-one.html' title='Beauty pill number one'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-2449261442967172309</id><published>2009-05-07T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:31:39.336-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rephrasing'/><title type='text'>Rephrasing 1</title><content type='html'>Passive&lt;br /&gt;200.Someone must tell him about the accident.&lt;br /&gt;He...&lt;br /&gt;201.They are going to rebuid the Town Hall.&lt;br /&gt;The Town Hall...&lt;br /&gt;202.People expect Barça will get to the final.&lt;br /&gt;Barça...&lt;br /&gt;203.Nobody could find the lost climber.&lt;br /&gt;The lost climber...&lt;br /&gt;204.The police have arrested the thieves.&lt;br /&gt;The thieves...&lt;br /&gt;205.Jane gave me a present for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I ..&lt;br /&gt;A present...&lt;br /&gt;206.They are building a new car park in the neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;A new car park...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reported speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;300."I can't believe what you're saying," Paul told me.&lt;br /&gt;301."Would you like a cup of tea? she said to the girls.&lt;br /&gt;302."What time did you arrive?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;303."I'm sorry to be late, but I missed the bus" she said.&lt;br /&gt;304."Thank you for the postcard you sent me," she said to Jane.&lt;br /&gt;305."What were you doing last night at 9.30?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;Modals&lt;br /&gt;500.I think Mary is probably at home because the windows are open.&lt;br /&gt;Mary...&lt;br /&gt;501.Perhaps John knew about the trip, but I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;John...&lt;br /&gt;502.I'm sure he didn't lock the door. He never does.&lt;br /&gt;He...&lt;br /&gt;503.Perhaps she was at work when the earthquake struck.&lt;br /&gt;She ..&lt;br /&gt;504.Perhaps we'll rent our house in summer.&lt;br /&gt;We...&lt;br /&gt;505.It's absolutely necessary that we finish the article today.&lt;br /&gt;THe article...&lt;br /&gt;506.It wasn't necessary for him to behave like that.&lt;br /&gt;He...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-2449261442967172309?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/2449261442967172309/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/05/rephrasing-1.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2449261442967172309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2449261442967172309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/05/rephrasing-1.html' title='Rephrasing 1'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-7168380846188422985</id><published>2009-04-22T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:20.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos 1batx D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Se8sQ1EwdqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-P7TLhV-l94/s1600-h/work+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Se8sQ1EwdqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-P7TLhV-l94/s320/work+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327525551839147682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Se8sQ8WqJ0I/AAAAAAAAACs/ApyrN8w0yC4/s1600-h/work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Se8sQ8WqJ0I/AAAAAAAAACs/ApyrN8w0yC4/s320/work.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327525553793279810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Se8sKH8_pbI/AAAAAAAAACk/PMH4Nq7gwlA/s1600-h/travel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Se8sKH8_pbI/AAAAAAAAACk/PMH4Nq7gwlA/s320/travel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327525436647777714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Se8sKAEndAI/AAAAAAAAACc/mKxHE8wmueg/s1600-h/the+future+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Se8sKAEndAI/AAAAAAAAACc/mKxHE8wmueg/s320/the+future+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327525434532262914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Se8sJ6OVWBI/AAAAAAAAACU/bdvJ9B6bgCE/s1600-h/the++future+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Se8sJ6OVWBI/AAAAAAAAACU/bdvJ9B6bgCE/s320/the++future+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327525432962406418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Se8sJhga78I/AAAAAAAAACM/t-znBhmdbxA/s1600-h/money+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Se8sJhga78I/AAAAAAAAACM/t-znBhmdbxA/s320/money+2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327525426327384002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Se8sJrHL3EI/AAAAAAAAACE/4X6UUbeh0Rg/s1600-h/family+and+friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Se8sJrHL3EI/AAAAAAAAACE/4X6UUbeh0Rg/s320/family+and+friends.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327525428905892930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-7168380846188422985?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/7168380846188422985/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/04/photos-1batx-d.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/7168380846188422985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/7168380846188422985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/04/photos-1batx-d.html' title='Photos 1batx D'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Se8sQ1EwdqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-P7TLhV-l94/s72-c/work+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-7348382665870340972</id><published>2009-04-09T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:32:18.679-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rephrasing'/><title type='text'>Easter holiday rephrasing exercices</title><content type='html'>Per a la correcció i les respostes envieu-me un correu.&lt;br /&gt;Bones Festes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Conditionals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. I didn't renew my subscription because I lost interest in the magazine's articles.&lt;br /&gt;101. He was too slow to win the race.&lt;br /&gt;102. I won't go to Rio unless I find a cheap flight.&lt;br /&gt;103. I never sunbathe because I get sunburt easily.&lt;br /&gt;104. She will understand you provided that you don't speak too fast.&lt;br /&gt;105. He won't come for a drink because he's got work to do&lt;br /&gt;106. She's too young to get a driving licence.&lt;br /&gt;107. They lost the match because of the heavy rain.&lt;br /&gt;108. Whenever Peter and I meet, we talk about the good old times.&lt;br /&gt;109. He makes so many mistakes because he doesn't work more slowly.&lt;br /&gt;110. I didn't go to Helen's party because she didn't invite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Passive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200. Someone must tell him about the accident.&lt;br /&gt;201. They are going to rebuid the Town Hall.&lt;br /&gt;202. People expect Barça will get to the final.&lt;br /&gt;203. Nobody could find the lost climber.&lt;br /&gt;204. The police have arrested the thieves.&lt;br /&gt;205. Jane gave me a present for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;206. They are building a new car park in the neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;207. I went to the hairdresser and he cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;208. People thought that Jimmi Hendrix was a genius.&lt;br /&gt;209. People believe King Arthur lived in the 9th century.&lt;br /&gt;210. People expect that Rodrigo Rato will resign due to the BBVA scandal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Reported Speech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;300. "I can't believe what you're saying," Paul told me.&lt;br /&gt;301. "Would you like a cup of tea? she said to the girls.&lt;br /&gt;302. "What time did you arrive in London?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;303. "I'm sorry to be late, but I missed the bus" she said.&lt;br /&gt;304. "Thank you for the postcard you sent me," she said to Jane.&lt;br /&gt;305. "What were you doing last night at 9.30?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;306. "I'll show you when I finish," he said.&lt;br /&gt;307. "The film had already started when Peter arrived," she said.&lt;br /&gt;308. "I was having a shower when the phone rang," she said.&lt;br /&gt;309. "You must finish the report today," my boss told me.&lt;br /&gt;310. Then Pierce Brosnan said: "My name's Bond. James Bond."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Relative clauses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;400. I bought a house. It was advertised in the local paper.&lt;br /&gt;401. Mary works in our office. Her husband is a plastic surgeon.&lt;br /&gt;402. Venice is a wonderful place. We spent our last holiday there.&lt;br /&gt;403. He showed us how to create a computer-based game. It was very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;404. I've just finished reading Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone. It is an amazing book.&lt;br /&gt;405. That's the boy. I told you about him last night.&lt;br /&gt;406. They've sold the house. I wanted to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;407. Helen has just arrived. She had a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;408. They've sold the grocery. I used to go shopping there.&lt;br /&gt;409. My sister has won a DVD player. Her children love watching films.&lt;br /&gt;410. There's the lady. Her dog was killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Modals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;500. I'm sure John locked the office before leaving. He always does.&lt;br /&gt;501. If I were you I would tell him the truth.&lt;br /&gt;502. It isn't necessary for her to phone me back.&lt;br /&gt;503. Ann finished the project on her own although it wasn't necessary to do so.&lt;br /&gt;504. It was a mistake to sell the house. I wish I hadn't.&lt;br /&gt;505. Perhaps we'll go swimming tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;506. I think Mary is probably at home because the windows are open.&lt;br /&gt;507. Perhaps John knew about the trip, but I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;508. I'm sure he didn't lock the door. He never does.&lt;br /&gt;509. Perhaps she was at work when the earthquake struck.&lt;br /&gt;510. Perhaps we'll rent our house in summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-7348382665870340972?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/7348382665870340972/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-holiday-rephrasing-exercices.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/7348382665870340972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/7348382665870340972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-holiday-rephrasing-exercices.html' title='Easter holiday rephrasing exercices'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-7460467355158503671</id><published>2009-04-06T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:05:59.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework for 20th April</title><content type='html'>Alex, Javier, Claudia, Marina C., Sara, Marta, Albert, Victor choose a picture from the post "Photos 1"&lt;br /&gt;Marc, Estefania, Lara, Isabel, Marina M., Laura,Inés and Mónica choose a picture from the post "Photos 2"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-7460467355158503671?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/7460467355158503671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/04/homework-for-20th-april.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/7460467355158503671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/7460467355158503671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/04/homework-for-20th-april.html' title='Homework for 20th April'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-7560040927931226791</id><published>2009-04-06T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:05:59.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm-EUN0IWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/g8hjelAT6eU/s1600-h/work+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm-EUN0IWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/g8hjelAT6eU/s320/work+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321493416070357346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm-EdzrG2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/Rcnbl_B3clo/s1600-h/travel+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm-EdzrG2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/Rcnbl_B3clo/s320/travel+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321493418645068642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm-EWNVR9I/AAAAAAAAABs/NKlVNzUiZik/s1600-h/the+future+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm-EWNVR9I/AAAAAAAAABs/NKlVNzUiZik/s320/the+future+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321493416605206482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm-EBk3SAI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZksqpaiD71A/s1600-h/money+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm-EBk3SAI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZksqpaiD71A/s320/money+2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321493411066759170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm-EICH6qI/AAAAAAAAABc/Tc3mZYZrd7g/s1600-h/a+small+world+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm-EICH6qI/AAAAAAAAABc/Tc3mZYZrd7g/s320/a+small+world+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321493412800096930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-7560040927931226791?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/7560040927931226791/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/04/photos-2.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/7560040927931226791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/7560040927931226791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/04/photos-2.html' title='Photos 2'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm-EUN0IWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/g8hjelAT6eU/s72-c/work+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-4528699780774882626</id><published>2009-04-06T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:05:59.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm9VMjBq6I/AAAAAAAAABU/qaCybgM7KRY/s1600-h/work+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm9VMjBq6I/AAAAAAAAABU/qaCybgM7KRY/s320/work+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321492606557989794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm9U3LLhnI/AAAAAAAAABM/lwMVdhnVokc/s1600-h/money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm9U3LLhnI/AAAAAAAAABM/lwMVdhnVokc/s320/money.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321492600820827762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm9U7gnVSI/AAAAAAAAABE/5Vs8AnviGf0/s1600-h/television.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm9U7gnVSI/AAAAAAAAABE/5Vs8AnviGf0/s320/television.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321492601984472354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm9UdaOkgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/FpNMsbi9sic/s1600-h/a+small+world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm9UdaOkgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/FpNMsbi9sic/s320/a+small+world.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321492593904620034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm9UXYkPdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NZN7LwOhsE0/s1600-h/free+time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm9UXYkPdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NZN7LwOhsE0/s320/free+time.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321492592287038930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-4528699780774882626?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/4528699780774882626/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/04/photos-1.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/4528699780774882626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/4528699780774882626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/04/photos-1.html' title='Photos 1'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/Sdm9VMjBq6I/AAAAAAAAABU/qaCybgM7KRY/s72-c/work+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-3040968146925588691</id><published>2009-03-24T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:35.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passive rephrasing answers</title><content type='html'>Please, notice that you could be asked to change sentences 2, 3, 4 and 9 beginning with "It is believed that...." , in this case simply add the words after "that": &lt;br /&gt;"It is thought that Jimi Hendrix was a genius"&lt;br /&gt;"It is believed that King Arthur lived...."&lt;br /&gt;"It is expected that Rodrigo Rato will resign..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I went to the hairdresser and he cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;   I had my hair cut (at the hairdresser's)&lt;br /&gt;2. People thought that Jimmi Hendrix was a genius.&lt;br /&gt;   Jimi Hendrix was thought to be a genius&lt;br /&gt;3. People believe King Arthur lived in the 9th century.&lt;br /&gt;   King Arthur is believe to have lived in the 9th century&lt;br /&gt;4. People expect that Rodrigo Rato will resign due to the BBVA scandal.&lt;br /&gt;   Rodrigo Rato is expected to resign due to the BBVA scandal&lt;br /&gt;5. A professional photographer will take all my wedding photographs.&lt;br /&gt;   I will have my wedding photographs taken (by a professional photographer)&lt;br /&gt;6. They told Peter not to play such loud music.&lt;br /&gt;   Peter was told not to play such loud music&lt;br /&gt;7. Everybody should read this article carefully.&lt;br /&gt;   This article should be read carefully&lt;br /&gt;8. Bob sold the house in the hill to Mr Brown.&lt;br /&gt;   The house in the hill was sold to Mr Brown by Bob&lt;br /&gt;9. People believe that the Loch Ness Monster really existed.&lt;br /&gt;   The Loch Ness monster is believed to have really existed&lt;br /&gt;10. They sacked Mary last week.&lt;br /&gt;    Mary was sacked last week&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-3040968146925588691?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/3040968146925588691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/03/passive-rephrasing-answers.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/3040968146925588691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/3040968146925588691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/03/passive-rephrasing-answers.html' title='Passive rephrasing answers'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-5873543974185004381</id><published>2009-03-24T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:35.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realtive clauses rephrasing answers</title><content type='html'>1. Helen, who had a car accident,has just arrived&lt;br /&gt;2. They've sold the grocery where I used to go shopping&lt;br /&gt;3. My sister, whose children love watching films, has won a DVD player &lt;br /&gt;4. There's the lady whose dog was killed&lt;br /&gt;5. I have a friend who is a wonderful skater&lt;br /&gt;6. The boy, who broke the window, ran away. (també podria ser sense commes)&lt;br /&gt;7. Scrabble, which I play every weekend, is a very enjoyable game.&lt;br /&gt;8. Camilo José Cela ,who wrote Viaje a La Alcarria, died a few months ago&lt;br /&gt;9. Vielha, where I usually spend my summer holidays, is a nice village in the Pyrenees&lt;br /&gt;10. He received the parcel which he was waiting for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-5873543974185004381?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/5873543974185004381/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/03/realtive-clauses-rephrasing-answers.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/5873543974185004381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/5873543974185004381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/03/realtive-clauses-rephrasing-answers.html' title='Realtive clauses rephrasing answers'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-806672049093944437</id><published>2009-03-24T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:32:50.272-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rephrasing'/><title type='text'>relatives clauses rephrasing</title><content type='html'>I will post the answers shortly. Make the two sentences one so that the meaning doesn't change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Helen has just arrived. She had a car accident.        &lt;br /&gt;2. They've sold the grocery. I used to go shopping there.&lt;br /&gt;3. My sister has won a DVD player. Her children love watching films.&lt;br /&gt;4. There's the lady. Her dog was killed.&lt;br /&gt;5. I have a friend. He's a wonderful skater.&lt;br /&gt;6. The boy broke the window. He ran away.&lt;br /&gt;7. Scrabble is a very enjoyable game. I play Scrabble every weekend.&lt;br /&gt;8. Camilo José Cela died a few months ago. He wrote Viaje a La Alcarria.&lt;br /&gt;9. Vielha is a nice village in the Pyrenees. I usually spend my summer holidays there.&lt;br /&gt;10. He received the parcel. He was waiting for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-806672049093944437?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/806672049093944437/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/03/relatives-clauses-rephrasing.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/806672049093944437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/806672049093944437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/03/relatives-clauses-rephrasing.html' title='relatives clauses rephrasing'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-8913020701980284531</id><published>2009-03-24T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:35.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passive rephrasing</title><content type='html'>I will post the answers shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I went to the hairdresser and he cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;   I had...........&lt;br /&gt;2. People thought that Jimmi Hendrix was a genius.&lt;br /&gt;   Jimi Hendrix..........&lt;br /&gt;3. People believe King Arthur lived in the 9th century.&lt;br /&gt;   King Arthur ....................&lt;br /&gt;4. People expect that Rodrigo Rato will resign due to the BBVA scandal.&lt;br /&gt;   Rodrigo rato .......................&lt;br /&gt;5. A professional photographer will take all my wedding photographs.&lt;br /&gt;   I will have ...................&lt;br /&gt;6. They told Peter not to play such loud music.&lt;br /&gt;   Peter ....................&lt;br /&gt;7. Everybody should read this article carefully.&lt;br /&gt;   This article ...................&lt;br /&gt;8. Bob sold the house in the hill to Mr Brown.&lt;br /&gt;   The house ...................&lt;br /&gt;9. People believe that the Loch Ness Monster really existed.&lt;br /&gt;   The Loch Ness monster....................&lt;br /&gt;10. They sacked Mary last week.&lt;br /&gt;    Mary ..............................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-8913020701980284531?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/8913020701980284531/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/03/passive-rephrasing.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/8913020701980284531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/8913020701980284531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/03/passive-rephrasing.html' title='Passive rephrasing'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-6627394192030261249</id><published>2009-03-20T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:35.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>final "-s" answer</title><content type='html'>Answers to previous post:&lt;br /&gt;18. worms&lt;br /&gt;19. lacks&lt;br /&gt;20. tips&lt;br /&gt;21. laughs&lt;br /&gt;22. films&lt;br /&gt;23. lines&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-6627394192030261249?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/6627394192030261249/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/03/final-s-answer.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/6627394192030261249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/6627394192030261249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/03/final-s-answer.html' title='final &quot;-s&quot; answer'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-8267266424856723335</id><published>2009-03-20T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:35.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The final "-s" sound - phonetics</title><content type='html'>mark the odd one out:&lt;br /&gt;18. worms works maths cats&lt;br /&gt;19. strings lives pencils lacks&lt;br /&gt;20. wolves tips papers jeans&lt;br /&gt;21. wounds laughs clowns loves&lt;br /&gt;22. packs groups films notes&lt;br /&gt;23. changes sandwiches edges lines&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-8267266424856723335?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/8267266424856723335/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/03/final-s-sound-phonetics.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/8267266424856723335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/8267266424856723335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/03/final-s-sound-phonetics.html' title='The final &quot;-s&quot; sound - phonetics'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-8108731995716081871</id><published>2009-03-15T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:35.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers</title><content type='html'>Answers to the previous post:&lt;br /&gt;1. if&lt;br /&gt;2. system&lt;br /&gt;3. cinema&lt;br /&gt;4. picture&lt;br /&gt;5. secret&lt;br /&gt;6. chinese&lt;br /&gt;7. speak&lt;br /&gt;8. cream&lt;br /&gt;9. through&lt;br /&gt;10. lose&lt;br /&gt;11. fruit&lt;br /&gt;12. new&lt;br /&gt;13. school&lt;br /&gt;14. fun&lt;br /&gt;15. under&lt;br /&gt;16. star&lt;br /&gt;17. ask&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-8108731995716081871?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/8108731995716081871/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/03/answers.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/8108731995716081871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/8108731995716081871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/03/answers.html' title='Answers'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-4816268611091471334</id><published>2009-03-13T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:35.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phonetics exercises</title><content type='html'>Find the odd word, I'll post the answers shortly, have a nice weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 european teach if wheel&lt;br /&gt;2 system machine ski key&lt;br /&gt;3 team these evening cinema&lt;br /&gt;4 litre metre picture peach&lt;br /&gt;5 Tim will secret miss&lt;br /&gt;6 big chinese fifty business&lt;br /&gt;7 speak swim busy six&lt;br /&gt;8 cream kitchen ticket dinner&lt;br /&gt;9 through put could woman&lt;br /&gt;10 would looking full lose&lt;br /&gt;11 could fruit cookery push&lt;br /&gt;12 foot sugar new pull&lt;br /&gt;13 book cook good school&lt;br /&gt;14 fun dance car fast&lt;br /&gt;15 garden under carpet large&lt;br /&gt;16 bus cup month star&lt;br /&gt;17 luck son ask colour&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-4816268611091471334?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/4816268611091471334/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/03/phonetics-exercices.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/4816268611091471334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/4816268611091471334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/03/phonetics-exercices.html' title='Phonetics exercises'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-2554143986982467588</id><published>2009-03-05T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:45.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Friends script</title><content type='html'>Hello 3esoD, here you have the script of the play we are working on. Print your copy out and bring it to school, please. We are going to use it every Thursday until the end of this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High School Friends&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 1 (ENTRANCE OF THE HIGH SCHOOL*. MORNING)&lt;br /&gt;It’s the first day of classes after summer. Mike and Lora speak cheerfully at the doors of&lt;br /&gt;the high school*.&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: My summer was great! Beach, sun, pretty girls...&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Come on, Mike! You spent the whole summer at your grandmother’s house...&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: That’s not true...&lt;br /&gt;Peter arrives.&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Hi, Lora; hi, Mike... What about your summer?&lt;br /&gt;LORA (she seems to be really interested in Peter): It’s the same every year. I spent the days reading, listening to music, playing my guitar...&lt;br /&gt;MIKE (repeats the same story): My summer was great! Beach, sun, pretty girls...&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Mike, come on! Your mother told me you spent the whole summer at your grandmother’s house...&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: Oh, I see...&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Well, my summer wasn’t that amazing*, either*. I spent the days playing rugby, going to the gym and helping my mother.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: You could have given me a call. I was at home all the time, we could have gone out together some days...&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Well, I thought you were busy*... By the way, do you know that this year there’s a new girl, a new student?&lt;br /&gt;MIKE (interested): A new girl? Is she pretty?&lt;br /&gt;PETER (he doesn’t seem as interested in the new girl as Mike): Well, a friend told me she was really beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;LORA (annoyed and ironic): Don’t tell me...&lt;br /&gt;MIKE (more and more interested): Don’t tell me! She’ll fall in love with me! You’ll see...&lt;br /&gt;PETER (joking): Maybe* she’ll fall in love with me...&lt;br /&gt;LORA (gives Peter a dirty look): Maybe *she won’t like either* one of you!&lt;br /&gt;The literature teacher, Miss Skinner, arrives. She greets* the students.&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER: Good morning, everyone, did you enjoy* your summer?&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: My summer was great, beach... (before finishing the sentence, his friends look at him sceptically). O.K., O.K., I spent the summer at my grandmother’s house...&lt;br /&gt;The school bell rings, we hear the voice of Mr. Joseph, the headmaster*.&lt;br /&gt;OFF MR. JOSEPH: Welcome to the new school year, boys and girls, go to your classrooms.&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER (looks at her watch): You have two minutes. Mike, throw away* your chewing-gum (he throws the chewing-gum, bothered); Peter, your cap (Peter wears the cap sideways, the teacher puts it on properly and, finally, she takes it off); Lora (Miss Skinner looks at Lora’s look: loose trousers and pierced nose; the teacher seems resigned), anyway, Lora...&lt;br /&gt;Miss Skinner opens the doors of the school and enters. The students look at the doors sadly, walking through them means the end of the summer.&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER: Come on, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 2. (CLASSROOM. MORNING)&lt;br /&gt;Miss Skinner gives the lesson. Lora looks at Peter furtively, while he writes. When the teacher turns round, Lora draws Peter’s attention to herself.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Pssst. Where is Mike?&lt;br /&gt;PETER: He is with the new student, I think...&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Really?&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER (annoyed): Silence, please... Peter, come to the blackboard*!&lt;br /&gt;PETER (he remains seated, scared): No, no...&lt;br /&gt;The headmaster* enters the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;MR. JOSEPH: Miss Skinner, can I have a few words with the students, please?&lt;br /&gt;PROFESORA: Of course*. Children, I’m leaving you with the headmaster (she leaves the classroom).&lt;br /&gt;Mr Joseph and Miss Skinner barely look at each other this time.&lt;br /&gt;MR. JOSEPH: Boys, girls, welcome to the new school year... As you know, our school is celebrating its twentieth anniversary*.&lt;br /&gt;LORA (surprised): The twentieth?&lt;br /&gt;MR. JOSEPH: Yes, and we are going to publish a magazine about our school to celebrate the anniversary*.&lt;br /&gt;LORA (ironic): Amazing*... What an idea!&lt;br /&gt;PETER (really interested in the magazine): A magazine? Great! I want to write an article!&lt;br /&gt;MR. JOSEPH: Sure! Every student must write an article or a report. You must make work groups and choose a topic*. Obviously, this topic* has to be related to the high school’s anniversary*.&lt;br /&gt;LORA (sings under her breath, making fun of the situation): Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you...&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Don’t be silly, Lora. It might be fun! You and I can work together, and Mike...&lt;br /&gt;LORA (encouraged by the idea of working with Peter): You and I in the same group? Well, all right, it might be fun...&lt;br /&gt;MR. JOSEPH (he doesn’t realize Lora’s real interest): Lora, I love your enthusiasm*...&lt;br /&gt;Lora smiles.&lt;br /&gt;DIRECTOR: Now, I want to introduce a new student to you. I hope you will be nice to her...&lt;br /&gt;The director opens the door and we see Nicole, a sweet girl.&lt;br /&gt;PETER (looks at her, amazed): Of course* I will be nice...&lt;br /&gt;LORA (curt): I’ll try...&lt;br /&gt;Nicole looks at her new classmates shyly; the bell announces the end of the class. Lora&lt;br /&gt;and Peter leave the classroom; the headmaster and Nicole follow them at a certain&lt;br /&gt;distance.&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 3. (ENTRANCE OF THE HIGH SCHOOL. AFTERNOON)&lt;br /&gt;Lora and Peter are seated outside of the high school, some papers are scattered on the ground. They seem concentrated on their project.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Come on, Peter, it’s not a good idea!&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Of course* it is...&lt;br /&gt;LORA: It’s boring. A magazine can’t be boring.&lt;br /&gt;They are quiet again, thinking. Peter shakes his head while he listens to his mp3. Lora&lt;br /&gt;draws circles on the ground while she hopes to get inspired.&lt;br /&gt;PETER (insists): My idea’s not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Peter, I am not going to write about the school swimming team’s costumes*. Is that clear?&lt;br /&gt;Mike and Nicole arrive.&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: Hi, what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;Peter looks at Nicole open-mouthed, Lora touches his chin and closes his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;LORA (bothered): What is she doing here?&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: She wants to write the article with us. It’s great, isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Yes!&lt;br /&gt;LORA: No!&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: Lora, don’t be nasty*!&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Yes, Lora. Don’t be nasty*!&lt;br /&gt;LORA (she accepts, annoyed): All right, all right... Nicole, welcome to the group. I’m Lora and I’m pleased to meet you.&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: Hello, Lora, nice to meet you too.&lt;br /&gt;The girls and the boys sit on the ground and begin thinking about the topic for the magazine article. All of them are really concentrated on their task* trying to get inspired. Suddenly* Lora smiles, she has had an idea.&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: I’ve got it! Maybe... Yes, it’s a good idea! We can write a report about what the teachers were like twenty years ago.&lt;br /&gt;PETER: What the teachers were like twenty years ago? Yeah...! That’s a good idea...&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: Yes, I like it (he and the others look at Lora). Lora, what do you say?&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Well... The truth is that... (it’s hard for her to admit that Nicole has had a good idea) It’s a great idea! We will write the best report in the school.&lt;br /&gt;Nicole is glad to have had such a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: Great!&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Well. Let’s go to distribute our tasks*. Nicole and I will be responsible for the graphic documentation. Lora, you and Mike will be responsible for the contents.&lt;br /&gt;MIKE (he’d rather work with Nicole): But...&lt;br /&gt;LORA (she dislikes the distribution, as well): But...&lt;br /&gt;PETER: What’s the matter*? You’re really good at writing, Lora.&lt;br /&gt;LORA (proud*of herself): Yes, I know.&lt;br /&gt;PETER: See you tomorrow at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;LORA (she accepts reluctantly): All right, see you.&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: Bye...&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: Goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;The students gather their things and leave.&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 4. (CLASSROOM. MORNING)&lt;br /&gt;Lora and Mike are waiting for their classmates, they look at their watches several times. They seem to be waiting for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: Why are they so late?&lt;br /&gt;Lora shrugs her shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: Do you think Peter likes Nicole?&lt;br /&gt;LORA ( vehemently): Definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: I hope you’re right. I think there’s a special feeling between Nicole and I. She is such an intelligent girl. She is so nice. Well, I, when I see her...&lt;br /&gt;Lora looks at Mike bothered, she is worried about where Peter is.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Mike... shut up*!&lt;br /&gt;Peter and Nicole enter the classroom. They seem to be excited, as if they had shocking news. Peter takes an 8mm movie* projector.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: At last!&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: You’re late, guys*.&lt;br /&gt;PETER: It’s worth the wait. We’ve made made a big discovery.&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: You can’t imagine what it is. It’s...&lt;br /&gt;LORA (she tries to hide her impatience): Are you going to tell us that?&lt;br /&gt;PETER (he prepares the projector): Mike, turn off* the light.&lt;br /&gt;MIKE (he turns off the light): But... What’s going on*?&lt;br /&gt;All of them are sat watching the movie*. We listen to the sound of the projector and we see its flicker. Peter and Nicole improvise a screen, Lora and Mike look at that impatiently.&lt;br /&gt;PETER: The most exciting movie* you’ve ever seen...&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: Yes. I’m going to keep watch and make sure nobody comes in (she exits).&lt;br /&gt;MIKE (follows her): I’ll come with you.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: I can’t see anything.&lt;br /&gt;PETER (checks the projector): Wait a minute, let me see...&lt;br /&gt;Lora and Mike check the projector.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: This projector is really old, are you sure that it works?&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Yes, I am. Just wait…&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Now...&lt;br /&gt;PETER: The movie is starting…&lt;br /&gt;At this moment Miss Skinner and the headmaster enter (they are dressed in a parodic way, the spectator must understand they are playing themselves twenty years ago). Miss Skinner and the headmaster hold a poster where we can read OAKS BRITISH SCHOOL 1988. We see the teachers as graduates, it is obvious that they were a couple* then.&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Miss Skinner and the headmaster were a couple* twenty years ago!&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Wow! Amazing*!&lt;br /&gt;The movie ends. Peter turns on the light and begins to dismantle the projector.&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Incredible!&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Where did you find the movie?&lt;br /&gt;PETER: It was with the school’s historical files*. They studied here, you know... We&lt;br /&gt;were looking for the information to write the report when suddenly*...&lt;br /&gt;LORA: I’m tripping.&lt;br /&gt;Nicole and Mike have returned.&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: So, they were a couple*... And they’re both single* now...&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: Maybe Miss Skinner was the love of the headmaster’s life. He always seems&lt;br /&gt;so sad...&lt;br /&gt;PETER: What are you talking about? That happened twenty years ago!&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Well, love defies time...&lt;br /&gt;MIKE (tries to stop his friends’ delusions): Well, I think the headmaster doesn’t seem sad at all...&lt;br /&gt;Mike and Peter look at each other. They think Lora and Nicole are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: I have an idea...&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Lora, no...&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Yes! We can try to get them together again!&lt;br /&gt;MIKE AND PETER: Noooo!&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: Yes!&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: Have you gone mad*?!&lt;br /&gt;PETER: If your idea doesn’t work, we might be expelled* from school.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Yes, but... What if it works?&lt;br /&gt;Lora and Nicole look at the horizon, they imagine a splendid future.&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: That’s it! People are much more optimistic when they fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Imagine a year without homework, without being punished* with easy exams...&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: A great year! All of us will get good marks!&lt;br /&gt;LORA: We’ll be able to choose whatever* University we want...&lt;br /&gt;PETER (increasingly convinced): All right, all right. It’s a deal*!&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Great!&lt;br /&gt;Miss Skinner arrives and sits on her desk.&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER: Good morning, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Lora and Peter look at each other with a knowing smile.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Good morning...&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER: Well, before starting...&lt;br /&gt;The headmaster enters the class with a book, he hands it to Miss Skinner.&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: You forgot your book, Miss Skinner.&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER (merely paying attention to the headmaster): Oh, thanks, Joseph. &lt;br /&gt;The headmaster leaves. Miss Skinner writes some names and dates on the blackboard* turning her back on the students. Lora gestures for Peter to tell him that they must do something. Lora stands up and goes to the window where there’s a plant, then, she pulls up a flower and puts it on Miss Skinner’s book, along with a note she has written quickly. Peter, nervous, gestures for Lora to hurry up, he is afraid of being discovered.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Skinner finishes writing on the blackboard* and comes back to her desk. When she sees the flower, she gets a bit puzzled, and then she sees the note and reads it in a low voice.&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER: A flower for the most beautiful flower...&lt;br /&gt;Lora and Peter watch the situation really interested in it. Miss Skinner puts the flower and the note in her bag, she looks at the students and smiles, the kids sigh relieved.&lt;br /&gt;A bell rings announcing the end of the class, Miss Skinner and the students stand up, the teacher leaves the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;Peter and Lora are shaking hands when, suddenly, they are surprised by the headmaster,who enters and greets* them.&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: Hello, you two.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Good morning, Mr Joseph.&lt;br /&gt;PETER: You look especially smart* today...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER (confused): Well, thanks...&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Yes. Miss Skinner is right.&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER (surprised): Miss Skinner?&lt;br /&gt;LORA (playing down the importance of her comment): Well, she always remarks that you are such a good-looking* man...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER (glad): Miss Skinner says that?&lt;br /&gt;PETER (allied with Lora): Yes, yes, she always says that...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER (stunned): Well...&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Well, we have to leave, Mr Joseph.&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Have a nice day, Mr. Joseph...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: Thanks, the same to you.&lt;br /&gt;The headmaster stays in the classroom whistling; when Miss Skinner enters, she is a bit shy about meeting the headmaster.&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER (pointing at her desk): I forgot my book again...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: I see...&lt;br /&gt;Miss Skinner and the headmaster look at each other for a moment; meanwhile, Miss Skinner lightly touches the flower that she has put on her lapel.&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: A beautiful flower...&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER: Yes...&lt;br /&gt;Miss Skinner takes her book and goes away. The headmaster remains standing, while he looks at the door and smiles. We can see Miss Skinner through the window.&lt;br /&gt;Lora and Peter are hidden behind the door; satisfied, they shake hands again. When the headmaster hears the snap, he realizes the students are still there, although he doesn’t suspect anything.&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: Is everything all right?&lt;br /&gt;PETER Y LORA (at the same time, afraid of being discovered): Yes, yes...&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 5. (CLASSROOM. THE NEXT DAY)&lt;br /&gt;Nicole enters with Peter, who tells her what happened the previous day.&lt;br /&gt;PETER: It was great. Miss Skinner looked all fascinated at the headmaster (he mimics&lt;br /&gt;Miss Skinner’s look), then, suddenly, the headmaster began to whistle* (he whistles the&lt;br /&gt;same song the headmaster whistled before).&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: Did the headmaster whistle? Well, it means he is really happy with what is happening.&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Yes, and Miss Skinner seemed to be pleased, as well. Everything is going perfectly...&lt;br /&gt;Nicole is laughing, amused by Peter’s comments when Lora and Mike arrive. Lora and Mike don’t seem happy about their friends’ good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;LORA (she clears her throat): Ahem, ahem...&lt;br /&gt;PETER (unaware of Lora’s jealousy): I was telling Nicole what happened yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: Lora told me that too.&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE (resolute): O.K., everybody... It’s time to carry out Plan B.&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: Plan B?&lt;br /&gt;(They look at Nicole curiously)&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: A romantic dinner...&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: Maybe it’s a bit risky*..&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Yes...&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Of course not! It’s a perfect plan!&lt;br /&gt;Peter and Mike look at each other, realizing they have already got into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: But...&lt;br /&gt;PETER: But...&lt;br /&gt;LORA: But what?&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: The headmaster will think Miss Skinner has invited him.&lt;br /&gt;LORA (encouraged by the idea): And Miss Skinner will think that the headmaster has&lt;br /&gt;invited her.&lt;br /&gt;PETER (with disapproval): Oh, my God!&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: Where is the dinner supposed to take place?&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Here!&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: We’ll prepare it!&lt;br /&gt;MIKE: It’s not a bad idea...&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Don’t let them persuade* you, Mike. It’s not a good idea...&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Come on, boys, we need your help…&lt;br /&gt;PETER (convinced by the girls): I don’t know why I listen to you…&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE (running off): I’m going to buy candles* for the dinner!&lt;br /&gt;MIKE (as usual, he follows Nicole): Wait, I’ll help you pick* the colour of the&lt;br /&gt;candles*.&lt;br /&gt;PETER: But... Mike, we haven’t said yes yet! Mike, wait...&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Come on, Peter... We could get the invitations ready...&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Invitations?&lt;br /&gt;LORA (she takes some cards and two pens from his bag): Yes, you write Miss&lt;br /&gt;Skinner’s invitation and I’ll write the other one.&lt;br /&gt;PETER (he shakes his head, although in the end he accepts): All right...&lt;br /&gt;Lora and Peter sit and concentrate on what they are going to write. While they write, they look at each other several times furtively. It’s obvious that they feel attracted to each other.&lt;br /&gt;LORA (reads her card aloud): Margaret, I have something important to tell you. See you tonight at the high school.&lt;br /&gt;PETER (reads his note): Headmaster, I have something important to tell you. See you tonight at the high school.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Headmaster?&lt;br /&gt;PETER (while he crosses out this word and writes): You are right. Mr Joseph is better.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Maybe you could write ‘darling’...&lt;br /&gt;PETER: ‘Joseph’ will be enough...&lt;br /&gt;They insert the cards in two envelopes and leave the classroom. Lora bursts out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;PETER (while he leaves): Lora, you are crazier than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Sure.&lt;br /&gt;The classroom is empty for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 6 (CLASSROOM. AFTERNOON)&lt;br /&gt;The headmaster enters and begins to write on the blackboard*. Some seconds later,&lt;br /&gt;Peter enters.&lt;br /&gt;PETER (talks to the headmaster as he puts the card on the headmaster’s pocket):&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Mr Joseph. Are you preparing tomorrow’s lesson?&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: Yes...&lt;br /&gt;PETER: You’re always such a good teacher…&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER (proud of himself): Well... Thanks, Peter.&lt;br /&gt;PETER (afraid of being discovered): I have to leave, see you tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;Peter leaves. Through the window we see Miss Skinner, who passes Lora. Lora puts the invitation in Miss Skinner’s bag furtively.&lt;br /&gt;LORA (while she leaves): Have a nice day, Miss Skinner.&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER (unaware of the situation): Have a nice day, Lora.&lt;br /&gt;The headmaster puts his hand in his pocket and finds the invitation, at the same time that Miss Skinner also finds her card, both of them read the notes.&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: Tonight? Well...&lt;br /&gt;The headmaster combs his hair. When we see Miss Skinner through the door, she is still&lt;br /&gt;reading her card. Miss Skinner sees the headmaster and hides the card.&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER: Hello...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: (shy, he doesn’t know what to say): Too much work?&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER: Yes...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: Well, see you tonight...&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER (a little embarrassed): Yes...&lt;br /&gt;Miss Skinner leaves, the headmaster follows her with his eyes, he seems to be glad.&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: Great!&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 7. (CLASSROOM. NIGHT)&lt;br /&gt;Lora and Peter are preparing the classroom for the dinner. They turn Miss Skinner’s desk into a romantic table, where they lay a candelabra and a flower. Next to the table, they put an old record player.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Oh, come on! Spanish omelette?&lt;br /&gt;PETER: What’s the matter? My grandmother taught me to cook it, she is Spanish...&lt;br /&gt;LORA: You could have cooked soufflé or vichyssoise...&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Why don’t you cook it yourself?! If I cook..., Spanish omelette and sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Me? Cooking? Are you kidding*?&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Where are Mike and Nicole?&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Nicole is upstairs preparing the desserts...&lt;br /&gt;PETER: Desserts?&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Sure... We must be as romantic as possible.&lt;br /&gt;PETER: And what about Mike?&lt;br /&gt;LORA: He is looking out for the teachers …&lt;br /&gt;MIKE (voice off): They’re coming, they’re coming...&lt;br /&gt;LORA (as she leaves the classroom): Hurry up, Peter! They are here!&lt;br /&gt;Peter finishes decorating the table, he takes a record in his hand. When he realizes the headmaster has arrived there’s no time for him to leave, so he hides under the table.&lt;br /&gt;The headmaster enters. He looks at the classroom surprised, then he looks at his watch and combs his hair again. A few seconds later, Miss Skinner arrives. She is surprised, as well. The teachers look at each other spellbound.&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER: Well...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: Well...&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER: An excellent dinner...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: Sure... (surprised by the menu). It’s really... youthful? Sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;and Spanish omelette...&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER: It’s so special... The same menu we had for dinner twenty years ago,&lt;br /&gt;after the high school dance...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: That’s true, it’s the same menu...&lt;br /&gt;While teachers talk we see Peter going out very stealthily. Suddenly, Miss Skinner’s fork falls to the floor. Shocked, Peter hits the fork by accident and it shoots out of there. The teachers look astonished at the path of the fork; finally, the headmaster stands up and picks it up. While he is doing this, Lora gives Peter a champagne bottle and he puts it on the table. When Miss Skinner and the headmaster sit down again, they don’t understand how the bottle got there.&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER (she thinks the headmaster has planned everything). Wow...&lt;br /&gt;Everything is so magical...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER (he thinks Miss Skinner has planned everything): Well, maybe it’s your magic eyes...&lt;br /&gt;Peter tries to escape again, we see his hand under the table. When Peter tries to escape, he touches Miss Skinner’s leg unintentionally.&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER (looks at the headmaster surprised): Joseph!&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER (he doesn’t understand her behaviour): What?&lt;br /&gt;PROFESSORA: Do you always have to go so fast?&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER (he doesn’t understand what is happening): Well, it was just a compliment, because you have really beautiful eyes...&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER (she calms down): The compliment was thoughtful, but, please, don’t touch my leg again...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER (puzzled): Your leg? Well, I may have touched it by accident...&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER: O.K., O.K., I’ll pour the champagne...&lt;br /&gt;She stands up to pour the champagne while the headmaster looks at her seductively.&lt;br /&gt;Then Peter escapes, moving Miss Skinner’s chair. When Miss Skinner goes to sit she&lt;br /&gt;falls down. The headmaster comes to her aid and Peter takes advantage of the situation&lt;br /&gt;to leave the class. Worried, Lora watches the situation through the window.&lt;br /&gt;LORA (in a low voice): Oh, no...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: Are you O.K.?&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER (annoyed): I would be better if you hadn’t moved my chair...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: Me?&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER: Please, Joseph, that’s enough! First, you touch my leg, after that, you move my chair... What is your idea of a romantic dinner? What is your next plan? To throw me out of the window?&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: Please, calm down! Besides, I didn’t move your chair.&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER: You are always so childish*!&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: You are always so melodramatic!&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER AND HEADMASTER (they speak at the same time): I don’t know why I accepted your dinner invitation! ( Quiet, they look at each other confused) What? No! You invited me! But...&lt;br /&gt;Peter and Lora watch what is happening through the window, realizing they are in trouble, they run away.&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER: Wait a minute! Didn’t you invite me?&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: No... And you?&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER: Off course not. But... Then... How do you explain this? (she shows her invitation card to the headmaster) Didn’t you write this card?&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER (shows her his card): I didn’t... Then...&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER AND HEADMASTER (they realize what has happened): The&lt;br /&gt;students!&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: They will get what’s coming to them. But, first..., we must discover&lt;br /&gt;who has done it.&lt;br /&gt;MISS SKINNER: We have their handwriting, we have evidence...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER (he smiles maliciously): They will pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 8 (CLASSROOM. MORNING)&lt;br /&gt;The headmaster is looking at the invitation card he was sent. He taps on the desk while&lt;br /&gt;he stares at Lora and Peter. Lora looks away.&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: As you know, I have the guilty person’s handwriting* and... if this person doesn’t confess, the whole* class will be punished* so it will be his fault.&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Mr Joseph, I’m so sorry, but...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER (he shows her the invitation card): So, is it your handwriting*?&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Well, the truth is that...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: Please... Just answer yes or no...&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Yes...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: Right. You are expelled* from high school. (ironic) I suppose you are proud*of yourself...&lt;br /&gt;LORA: Oh, no! Please, let me explain... I... Well, the truth is that... You and Miss Skinner seemed to be so sad. And we saw that movie...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: We? Are there more students involved in this affair*?&lt;br /&gt;LORA: No, no, it is all my fault...&lt;br /&gt;PETER: That’s not true, I’m also responsible for all that mess.&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER (confused): You?&lt;br /&gt;LORA (she tries to exonerate him): But, I was the one who persuaded* you...&lt;br /&gt;Nicole arrives, she also takes her responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: In fact, I agreed with Lora and we both persuaded Peter and Mike.&lt;br /&gt;PETER: You seemed so happy in that movie...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER: What movie?&lt;br /&gt;LORA: We found that with the school’s historical files*… It was your graduation ceremony...&lt;br /&gt;HEADMASTER (remembers his past): Oh, my God! That movie... (he gets serious again) Well, if all of you are responsible for the facts, I cannot expel four students, it would be too much. However, I will think about a punishment.&lt;br /&gt;The bell rings.&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 9. (ENTRANCE OF THE HIGH SCHOOL. MORNING)&lt;br /&gt;Lora, Peter and Nicole are cleaning the windows and the walls of the high school, it seems that they have been cleaning for hours.&lt;br /&gt;…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…….&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLOSSARY&lt;br /&gt;Affair: a love relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing: incredible.&lt;br /&gt;Anniversary: the celebration of the day on which an important event happened in a&lt;br /&gt;previous year.&lt;br /&gt;Are you kidding?: are you joking?&lt;br /&gt;Blackboard: dark surface on a wall on which a teacher writes with chalk.&lt;br /&gt;Busy: having too many things to do.&lt;br /&gt;Candle: piece of wax with a string in the middle that produces light.&lt;br /&gt;Childish: typical of children.&lt;br /&gt;Costume: clothes you put on for a special purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Couple: two people involved in a love relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Either: a choice between two possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy: like.&lt;br /&gt;Enthusiasm: a feeling of strong interest and happiness in regard to something.&lt;br /&gt;Expelled: forced to leave.&lt;br /&gt;Files: stored information.&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of: remove someone or something.&lt;br /&gt;Good-looking: handsome.&lt;br /&gt;Greet: welcome someone.&lt;br /&gt;Guys: boys.&lt;br /&gt;Handwriting: writing with a pen or a pencil.&lt;br /&gt;Headmaster: a male head teacher.&lt;br /&gt;High school: secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;It’s a deal: it’s an agreed.&lt;br /&gt;Mad: crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe: perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;Movie: film.&lt;br /&gt;Nasty: bad or very unpleasant.&lt;br /&gt;Of course: naturally.&lt;br /&gt;Persuade: convince.&lt;br /&gt;Pick: get.&lt;br /&gt;Proud: feeling satisfied with yourself or with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;Punished: made to pay for something wrong you have done.&lt;br /&gt;Risky: dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;Shut up: to stop talking or to make (someone) do this.&lt;br /&gt;Single: not married.&lt;br /&gt;Smart: stylish.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly: quickly and unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;Task: piece of work to be done.&lt;br /&gt;Throw away: get rid of something.&lt;br /&gt;Topic: theme.&lt;br /&gt;Turn off: switch off.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever: anything or everything.&lt;br /&gt;What’s going on?: what is happening?.&lt;br /&gt;What’s the matter?: what is the problem?.&lt;br /&gt;Whistle: to make a sound with your lips.&lt;br /&gt;Whole: everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-2554143986982467588?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/2554143986982467588/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/03/high-school-friends-script.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2554143986982467588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2554143986982467588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/03/high-school-friends-script.html' title='High School Friends script'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-7814445501056214139</id><published>2009-02-27T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:35.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phonetics</title><content type='html'>Hello people, this is an important list with a lot of beautiful words you can already learn. 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/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coin point voice boy enjoy toy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonido / əƱ /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No cold post close drove home phone know low show slow boat toe don’t  OctOber &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonido / aƱ /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How now vowel loud mouth sound round house count down  thousand pounds &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonido / t /&lt;br /&gt;Tea till ten top better bottle  stopped  washed  Thames  Thailand  Thomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonido / θ /&lt;br /&gt;Thanks thin south thumb Thursday three both month  thirty  birthday north mouth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonido / ð / &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This that these those then they father mother brother other together weather without breathe with &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sonido / h /&lt;br /&gt;Hour honest heir honour &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonido / s / &lt;br /&gt;Sit sister bus class glasses city circle pencil place police pronounce science scissors summer see gets walks station waits stop walks office thinks eats &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonido / z / &lt;br /&gt;Gives sisters easy husband roses zoo zero size scissors jazz flowers always music close isn’t  mondays fridays has comes does goes watches doesn’t stays windows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonido / n / &lt;br /&gt;New now sun one dinner sunny knew know knife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonido / ŋ /&lt;br /&gt;Evening long sing singer thing swimming playing saying seeing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-7814445501056214139?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/7814445501056214139/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/02/phonetics.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/7814445501056214139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/7814445501056214139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/02/phonetics.html' title='Phonetics'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-8360217290790167183</id><published>2009-02-13T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:33:42.302-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rephrasing'/><title type='text'>Reported speech rephrasing</title><content type='html'>Rewrite these sentences so that their meaning stays the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "Where do you want to have dinner?" she asked&lt;br /&gt;She asked ........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Did she call you yesterday?" he said&lt;br /&gt;He asked ........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "I felt terrible when I knew that I was wrong"&lt;br /&gt;He told me ........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. She was very sorry that she lost your earrings&lt;br /&gt;She apologized ....................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "Don't talk to me!" the woman shouted&lt;br /&gt;The woman told him ................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "Andrew will come tomorrow" my mum told me&lt;br /&gt;My mum told me ....................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-8360217290790167183?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/8360217290790167183/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/02/reported-speech-rephrasing.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/8360217290790167183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/8360217290790167183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/02/reported-speech-rephrasing.html' title='Reported speech rephrasing'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-2667359004077787978</id><published>2009-02-11T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:34:02.690-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rephrasing'/><title type='text'>Conditional rephrasing</title><content type='html'>These are some sentences which will help you with the rephrasing exercises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewrite each sentence so that the meaning stays the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have an umbrella with me and so I got wet.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't go to school when it rains&lt;br /&gt;If..................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't move the table because Jack didn't help me.&lt;br /&gt;If.................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drink too much coffee, that's why you don't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;If ................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never talk to me, so you don't know anything about me.&lt;br /&gt;If .......................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left early. I didn't see you.&lt;br /&gt;If .......................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed my flight. My friends got angry.&lt;br /&gt;If .......................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-2667359004077787978?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/2667359004077787978/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/02/conditional-rephrasing.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2667359004077787978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2667359004077787978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/02/conditional-rephrasing.html' title='Conditional rephrasing'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-2832142813191762799</id><published>2009-02-08T09:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:35.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relative pronouns exercise 2</title><content type='html'>Put a suitable relative pronoun in each gap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murder at the station by Lorraine Small.&lt;br /&gt;The story so far: Jane Platt, 1…........... is travelling to London because of a mysterious letter, is the only person 2…........... witness a murder at Victoria Station. The detective 3…...........she gives her statement to then disappears. Jane goes to an office in Soho to answer the letter 4…........... she had received. There she discovers that her uncle Gordon, 5…...........lives in South America, has sent her a small box 6…...........she is only to open if in trouble. Jane, 7…........... parents have never mentioned an Uncle Gordon, is suspicious of the box, 8…........... she gives to her friend Tony. They go to Scotland Yard and see the Inspector Groves, 9…........... has not heard of the Victoria Station murder, 10…........... was not reported to the police. Jane gives Inspector Groves the murdered man's ticket 11…........... she found beside his body. Then Jane and Tony decide to go to Redhill, 12…........... was the town 13…........... the murdered man had come from. On the train they meet a man, 14…........... face is somehow familiar to Jane, 15…........... says he knows her Uncle Gordon. Now read on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-2832142813191762799?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/2832142813191762799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/02/relative-pronouns-exercise-2.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2832142813191762799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2832142813191762799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/02/relative-pronouns-exercise-2.html' title='Relative pronouns exercise 2'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-6082206300863506397</id><published>2009-02-07T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:52.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>List of comparative and superlative adjectives</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p.Estilo, li.Estilo, div.Estilo  {mso-style-name:Estilo;  mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:none;  mso-layout-grid-align:none;  text-autospace:none;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:21.0cm 842.0pt;  margin:18.0pt 18.0pt 18.0pt 18.0pt;  mso-header-margin:36.0pt;  mso-footer-margin:36.0pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;p class="Estilo" style="margin-left: 6.45pt;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:10;"&gt;For those who have lost the paper I gave you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Estilo" style="margin-left: 6.45pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tall                             taller than                             the tallest &lt;br /&gt;Short                             shorter than                             the shortest &lt;br /&gt;Big                             bigger than                             the biggest&lt;br /&gt;Large                             larger than                             the largest &lt;br /&gt;Small                             smaller than                             the smallest &lt;br /&gt;Easy                             easier than                             the easiest &lt;br /&gt;Difficult                             more difficult than                             the most difficult &lt;br /&gt;Hard                             harder than                             the hardest &lt;br /&gt;Soft                             softer than                             the softest    &lt;br /&gt;quick    quicker than    the quickest     &lt;br /&gt;fast    faster than    the fastest   &lt;br /&gt;slow    slower than    the slowest     &lt;br /&gt;cheap    cheaper than    the cheapest     &lt;br /&gt;expensive    more expensive than    the most expensive     &lt;br /&gt;young    younger than    the youngest     &lt;br /&gt;old    older than    the oldest     &lt;br /&gt;new    newer than    the newest     &lt;br /&gt;wide    wider than    the widest     &lt;br /&gt;narrow    narrower than    the narrowest     &lt;br /&gt;deep    deeper than    the deepest&lt;br /&gt;    flat    flatter than    the flattest     &lt;br /&gt;thick    thicker than    the thickest     &lt;br /&gt;thin    thinner than    the thinnest     &lt;br /&gt;fat    fatter than    the fattest     &lt;br /&gt;strong    stronger than    the strongest     &lt;br /&gt;weak    weaker than    the weakest     &lt;br /&gt;slim    slimmer than    the slimmest&lt;br /&gt;    late    later than    the latest     &lt;br /&gt;early    earlier than    the earliest     &lt;br /&gt;soon    sooner than    the soonest     &lt;br /&gt;simple    simpler than    the simplest     &lt;br /&gt;complicated    more complicated than    the most complicated     &lt;br /&gt;far from    farther from ... than    the farthest .. ·from     &lt;br /&gt;near    nearer than    the nearest     &lt;br /&gt;close to    closer to ... than    the closest. .. to     &lt;br /&gt;high    higher than    the highest     &lt;br /&gt;low    lower than    the lowest     &lt;br /&gt;good    better than    the best     &lt;br /&gt;bad    worse than    the worst     &lt;br /&gt;rich    richer than    the richest     &lt;br /&gt;poor    poorer than    the poorest     &lt;br /&gt;clean    cleaner than    the cleanest     &lt;br /&gt;dirty    dirtier than    the dirtiest     &lt;br /&gt;empty    emptier than    the emptiest&lt;br /&gt;    full    fuller than    the fullest     &lt;br /&gt;hot    hotter than    the hottest     &lt;br /&gt;warm    warmer than    the warmest     &lt;br /&gt;cold    colder than    the coldest     &lt;br /&gt;cool    cooler than    the coolest  &lt;br /&gt;wet                              wetter than                              the wettest  &lt;br /&gt;dry                              drier than                              the driest  &lt;br /&gt;windy                              windier than                              the windiest  &lt;br /&gt;noisy                              noisier than                              the noisiest  &lt;br /&gt;thirsty                              thirstier than                              the thirstiest  &lt;br /&gt;hungry                              hungrier than                              the hungriest  &lt;br /&gt;fresh                              fresher than                              the fteshest  &lt;br /&gt;sweet                              sweeter than                              the sweetest&lt;br /&gt; great                              greater than                              the greatest  &lt;br /&gt;loud                              louder than                              the loudest  &lt;br /&gt;quiet                              quieter than                              the quietest&lt;br /&gt;clear clearer than                              the clearest  &lt;br /&gt;bright                              brighter than                              the brightest  &lt;br /&gt;dark                              darker than                              the darkest&lt;br /&gt; light                              lighter than                              the lightest  &lt;br /&gt;heavy                              heavier than                              the heaviest  &lt;br /&gt;brave                              braver than                              the bravest  &lt;br /&gt;happy                              happier than                              the happiest  &lt;br /&gt;sad                              sadder than                              the saddest  &lt;br /&gt;clever                              cleverer than                              the cleverest  &lt;br /&gt;funny                              funnier than                              the funniest  &lt;br /&gt;safe                              safer than                              the safest  &lt;br /&gt;lucky                              luckier than                              the luckiest  &lt;br /&gt;lazy                              lazier than                              the laziest&lt;br /&gt;kind                              kinder than                              the kindest&lt;br /&gt; nice                              nicer than                              the nicest  &lt;br /&gt;pretty                              prettier than                              the prettiest  &lt;br /&gt;important                              more important than                              the most important  &lt;br /&gt;interesting                              more interesting than                              the most interesting  &lt;br /&gt;attractive                              more attractive than                              the most attractive  &lt;br /&gt;dangerous                              more dangerous than                              the most dangerous  &lt;br /&gt;beautiful                              more beautiful than                              the most beautiful  &lt;br /&gt;intelligent                              more intelligent than                              the most intelligent  &lt;br /&gt;famous                              more famous than                              the most famous  &lt;br /&gt;useful                              more useful than                              the most useful  &lt;br /&gt;careful                              more careful than                              the most careful  &lt;br /&gt;careless                              more careless than                              the most careless  &lt;br /&gt;exciting                              more exciting than                              the most exciting  &lt;br /&gt;comfortable                              more comfortable than                              the most comfortable &lt;p class="Estilo" style="margin-left: 6.45pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:9;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Estilo"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Estilo" style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:9;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-6082206300863506397?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-51539114254762492</id><published>2009-02-05T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:35.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relative pronouns exercise</title><content type='html'>Choose the most suitable relative pronoun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the computer program that/whom/whose I told you about.&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe the story that/who/whom she told us&lt;br /&gt;Peter comes from Witney, that/who/which is near Oxford.&lt;br /&gt;This is the gun with that/whom/which the murder was committed.&lt;br /&gt;Have you received the parcel whom/whose/which we sent you?&lt;br /&gt;Is this the person who/which/whose you asked me about?&lt;br /&gt;That's the girl that/who/whose brother sits next to me at school.&lt;br /&gt;The meal, that/which/whose wasn't very tasty, was quite expensive.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't enjoy the play that/who/whose we went to see. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put a suitable relative pronoun in each space, or leave the space blank wherever possible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person ………..fingerprints are on the gun was the person ……….. killed Dr Martin.&lt;br /&gt;My bike, ………..I had left at the gate, had disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;The shoes ………..I finally bought were the ones ………..I tried on first.&lt;br /&gt;The bag in ………..the robbers put the money was found outside the bank.&lt;br /&gt;The medicine ……….. the doctor gave me had no effect at all.&lt;br /&gt;Peter, ……….. couldn't see the screen, decided to change his seat.&lt;br /&gt;The present ………..you gave me was the one ………..I gave you last year!&lt;br /&gt;I really liked the tea ……….. you made me this morning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-51539114254762492?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-3315125050241981582</id><published>2009-02-05T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:35.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relative pronouns rephrasing</title><content type='html'>Make one new sentence from each pair of sentences, beginning as shown, and using the word given in capitals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brenda is a friend. I went on holiday with her.&lt;br /&gt;Brenda is the friend who I went on holiday with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is Mr Smith. His son Bill plays in our team.&lt;br /&gt;This is Mr Smith . ......................…………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Her book was published last year. It became a best seller.&lt;br /&gt;Her book . ......................…………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is the bank. We borrowed the money from it.&lt;br /&gt;This is the bank from . ......................…………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I told you about a persono She is at the door.&lt;br /&gt;The person . ......................…………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack's car had broken down. He had to take a bus.&lt;br /&gt;Jack, . ......................…………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Make one sentence from each group of sentences, beginning as shown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel was full of guests. The hotel was miles from anywhere. The guests had gone there to admire the scenery.&lt;br /&gt;The hotel, which was miles away from anywhere, was full of guests who had gone there to admire the scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I lent you a book. It was written by a friend of mine. She lives in France.&lt;br /&gt;The book I . ......................…………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A woman's jewels were stolen. A police officer was staying in the same hotel. The woman was interviewed by him.&lt;br /&gt;The woman whose . ......................…………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A goal was scored by a teenager. He had come on as substitute. This goal won the match.&lt;br /&gt;The goal which . ......................…………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was sitting next to a boy in the exam. He told me the answers.&lt;br /&gt;The boy I . ......................…………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My wallet contained over €100. lt was found in the street by a schoolboy. He returned it.&lt;br /&gt;My wallet, . ......................…………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My friend Albert has decided to buy a motor-bike. His car was stolen last week.&lt;br /&gt;My friend Albert, . ......................…………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carol is a vegetarian. I cooked a meal for her last week. She enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;Carol, ......................………………………………………….. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-3315125050241981582?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/3315125050241981582/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/02/relative-pronouns-rephrasing.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/3315125050241981582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/3315125050241981582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/02/relative-pronouns-rephrasing.html' title='Relative pronouns rephrasing'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-3469688571003739040</id><published>2009-01-30T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:35.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish / would</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/SYQDQUDaSII/AAAAAAAAAAk/9BY5VjJfpB8/s1600-h/wish+would+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 88px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/SYQDQUDaSII/AAAAAAAAAAk/9BY5VjJfpB8/s320/wish+would+I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297362640490350722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/SYQDQYBFUrI/AAAAAAAAAAs/T_LzCI7pA9Y/s1600-h/wish+would+II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/SYQDQYBFUrI/AAAAAAAAAAs/T_LzCI7pA9Y/s320/wish+would+II.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297362641554330290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-3469688571003739040?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/SYQDQUDaSII/AAAAAAAAAAk/9BY5VjJfpB8/s72-c/wish+would+I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-7090262303719422723</id><published>2009-01-30T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:45.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>irregular verbs translation</title><content type='html'>get up             levantarse&lt;br /&gt;give            dar&lt;br /&gt;go                           ir&lt;br /&gt;grow                crecer&lt;br /&gt;hang on      colgar&lt;br /&gt;have                 tener/haber&lt;br /&gt;hear                 oir&lt;br /&gt;hide                   esconder&lt;br /&gt;hit                         golpear&lt;br /&gt;hold                   tener - sostener&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-7090262303719422723?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-6428027629360412194</id><published>2009-01-29T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:45.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Present perfect questions and short answers</title><content type='html'>Here you have the notes I promised.&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRESENT PERFECT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE STUDIED     / TRAVELLED /             FALLEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRESENT PERFECT + JUST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE JUST STUDIED /       TRAVELLED / FALLEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACABO DE ESTUDIAR&lt;br /&gt;ACABO DE VIAJAR&lt;br /&gt;ACABO DE CAER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE JUST FALLEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER …….. ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER TRAVELLED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER  EN UNA INTERROGATIVA:       EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER SEEN AN ELEPHANT?          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, I HAVE (SEEN AN ELEPHANT)&lt;br /&gt;NO, I HAVE NEVER SEEN AN ELEPHANT&lt;br /&gt;NO, I HAVE NOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER MET A FAMOUS PERSON?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, I HAVE&lt;br /&gt;NO, I HAVEN’T&lt;br /&gt;NO, I HAVE NEVER MET A FAMOUS PERSON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER SAILED A BOAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, I HAVE&lt;br /&gt;NO, I HAVEN’T&lt;br /&gt;NO, I HAVE NEVER SAILED A BOAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER RIDDEN A HORSE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, I HAVE&lt;br /&gt;NO, I HAVEN’T&lt;br /&gt;NO, I HAVE NEVER RIDDEN A HORSE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-6428027629360412194?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/6428027629360412194/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/01/present-perfect-questions-and-short.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/6428027629360412194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/6428027629360412194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/01/present-perfect-questions-and-short.html' title='Present perfect questions and short answers'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-2253317072038135691</id><published>2009-01-27T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:35.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>President Obama's first speech</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/blog/inaugural-address/"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;is the link to the Obama's inaugural address we talked about last friday. it's on the white house webpage and comes with the transcription.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-2253317072038135691?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/2253317072038135691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/01/president-obama-first-speech.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2253317072038135691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/2253317072038135691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/01/president-obama-first-speech.html' title='President Obama&apos;s first speech'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-1429184372239911405</id><published>2009-01-27T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:52.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spelling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/SX-A3PHHvCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4Z6N7W_ZIDQ/s1600-h/Dibujo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/SX-A3PHHvCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4Z6N7W_ZIDQ/s320/Dibujo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296093373248551970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/SX-BSv83iLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/k2Ql9k81fHQ/s1600-h/spelling+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/SX-BSv83iLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/k2Ql9k81fHQ/s320/spelling+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296093845920385202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here you have some rules of spelling, basically about verbs and adjectives. write me if you have any problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-1429184372239911405?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/1429184372239911405/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/01/spelling.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/1429184372239911405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/1429184372239911405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/01/spelling.html' title='Spelling'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocog1QTkFkQ/SX-A3PHHvCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4Z6N7W_ZIDQ/s72-c/Dibujo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-4328353553882173186</id><published>2009-01-12T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:52.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Criteris qualificació</title><content type='html'>ANGLÈS ESO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRITERIS DE QUALIFICACIÓ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per a la primera, segona i tercera avaluació se seguiran els mateixos criteris   d’ avaluació. Per a la 4ª avaluació o global se seguiran criteris diferents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1ª AVALUACIÓ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·        Habilitats comunicatives en anglès “skills”:   25%&lt;br /&gt;·        Exàmens escrits de tema, vocabulari, verbs, traducció, gramàtica :  60%&lt;br /&gt;·        Deures, treball diari, actitud a classe:  15%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ª AVALUACIÓ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·        Habilitats comunicatives en anglès “skills”:   25%&lt;br /&gt;·        Exàmens escrits de tema, vocabulari, verbs, traducció, gramàtica :  60%&lt;br /&gt;·        Deures, treball diari, actitud a classe:  15%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3ª AVALUACIÓ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·        Habilitats comunicatives en anglès “skills”:   25%&lt;br /&gt;·        Exàmens escrits de tema, vocabulari, verbs, traducció, gramàtica :  60%&lt;br /&gt;·        Deures, treball diari, actitud a classe:  15%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4ª AVALUACIÓ o GLOBAL&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;     Se repassaran els continguts conceptuals bàsics vistos durant el curs i es farà un examen final&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Influència en la nota final de curs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alumnes amb les 3 avaluacions aprovades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Als alumnes amb una mitjana de 7 o superior, la global només els servirà per augmentar la nota. La resta d’alumnes amb 3 avaluacions aprovades el criteri serà el següent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80% de la nota: Mitjana de les tres avaluacions del curs&lt;br /&gt;20% de la nota: La prova global d´ aquesta darrera avaluació&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alumnes amb dues aprovades i una suspesa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70% de la nota: Mitjana de les tres avaluacions del curs&lt;br /&gt;30% de la nota: La prova de l´ avaluació global&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alumnes amb una aprovada i dues suspeses o amb les tres avaluacions suspeses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No es tindran en compte les avaluacions anteriors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Els alumnes amb 1 avaluació aprovada i amb 2 suspeses han de treure un 6 en l’examen global.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Els alumnes amb  les 3 avaluacions suspeses  han de treure un 7 de l’examen global.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La  seva nota màxima però que podrà aparèixer en el butlletí serà un 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBSERVACIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es farà una prova inicial escrita o diagnostic test (basant-nos en la starter unit del llibre amb possible ampliació) a tots els cursos a finals de setembre - principis   d’ octubre. La prova serà puntuada i constarà com una nota més d’exàmens escrits amb un valor del 60% de la nota final de la 1ª avaluació.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creiem important que quedi ben clar als alumnes que la sessió de habilitats comunicatives en anglès és una quarta part de la nota final d’avaluació, intentant amb aquesta mesura, motivar als alumnes a participar activament en la sessió&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respecte al criteri de puntuació, en totes les proves escrites apareixerà el valor que s’atorga a cada pregunta de manera que en acabar l’examen, l’alumne/a pugui saber més o manco quina nota pot obtenir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRITERIS DE RECUPERACIÓ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les recuperacions en l’ ÀREA DE LLENGÜES ESTRANGERES són automàtiques, és a dir, quan un alumne/a aprova una avaluació recupera automàticament l´ avaluació immediata anterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La nota per recuperar ha de ser 6 o més punts. En el butlletí però només apareixerà la qualificació de 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hi ha proves específiques per a recuperar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECUPERACIÓ DE L’ASSIGNATURA ANGLÈS DE CURSOS ANTERIORS&lt;br /&gt;a)     Es realitzaran dues proves d’avaluació de l’assignatura pendent.&lt;br /&gt;L’ assistència  a les proves és obligatòria per a tots aquells alumnes amb   la matèria suspesa&lt;br /&gt;Amb les notes dels dos parcials es farà la nota mitjana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La nota final l’obtindrem valorant un 75% la nota de la mitjana obtinguda dels dos exàmens i un 25 % el treball entregat degudament contestat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El treball consistirà en un quadern d’exercicis que s’indicarà als alumnes en el mes d’octubre.&lt;br /&gt;Les dates per a la realització d’aquestes proves són:&lt;br /&gt;1r parcial: dia 10 o 17 de desembre de 2008                  &lt;br /&gt;2n parcial: dia  22 o 29 d’ abril de 2009&lt;br /&gt;b)     Si amb els dos parcials l’alumne/a no ha aconseguit recuperar, doncs&lt;br /&gt;     haurà de presentar-se a la convocatòria de setembre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)     Tenint en compte que l’avaluació en l’ aprenentatge de llengües estrangeres és continua, l’ alumne recuperarà l’ assignatura d’anglès pendent del curs anterior si aprova l’ anglès del nivell superior que està cursant. Però serà requisit indispensable haver fet abans les passes que s’indiquen en el punt a).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-4328353553882173186?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/4328353553882173186/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/01/criteris-qualificaci.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/4328353553882173186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/4328353553882173186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/01/criteris-qualificaci.html' title='Criteris qualificació'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-1586785817598980348</id><published>2009-01-09T10:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:20.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Criteris de qualificació</title><content type='html'>CRITERIS DE QUALIFICACIÓ 1º bto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per la primera, segona i tercera avaluació es seguiran els mateixos criteris de qualificació. Per la 4ª avaluació o nota final es seguiran altres criteris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1ª AVALUACIÓ&lt;br /&gt;·        Redaccions, expresió oral y treball diari:   20%&lt;br /&gt;·        Examens parcials:  40%&lt;br /&gt;·        Examen final d’avaluació : 40%&lt;br /&gt;2ª AVALUACIÓ&lt;br /&gt;·        Redaccions, expresió oral y treball diari:   20%&lt;br /&gt;·        Examens parcials:  40%&lt;br /&gt;·        Examen final d’avaluació : 40%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3ª AVALUACIÓ&lt;br /&gt;·        Redaccions, expresió oral y treball diari:   20%&lt;br /&gt;·        Examens parcials:  40%&lt;br /&gt;·        Examen final d’avaluació : 40%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4ª AVALUACIÓ o NOTA FINAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alumnes amb les 3 avaluacions aprovades:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per els alumnes amb  una mitjana de 7 o superior, l’examen global només els servirà  per augmentar la nota.&lt;br /&gt;Per la resta d’alumnes amb 3 avaluacions aprovades el criteri serà :&lt;br /&gt;80% de la nota: Avaluacions anteriors&lt;br /&gt;20% de la nota: La prova global d’aquesta darrera avaluació.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alumnes amb dues avaluacions aprovades i una suspesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70% de la nota: Les tres avaluacions del curs.&lt;br /&gt;30% de la nota: La prova de la avaluació global.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alumnes amb una avaluació aprovada i dues suspeses&lt;br /&gt;No se tindran en compte les avaluacions anteriors&lt;br /&gt;La nota a la prova final per aprovar el curso serà  superior a  un 6. La&lt;br /&gt;nota  màxima en el butlletí serà un 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alumnes amb les tres avaluacions suspeses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se tindran en compte les avaluacions anteriors&lt;br /&gt;La nota a la prova final per aprovar el curso serà  superior a  un 7. La&lt;br /&gt;nota  màxima en el butlletí serà un 5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-1586785817598980348?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/1586785817598980348/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/01/criteris-de-qualificaci_09.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/1586785817598980348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/1586785817598980348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/01/criteris-de-qualificaci_09.html' title='Criteris de qualificació'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301973879460509824.post-8164278830008278435</id><published>2009-01-09T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:06:35.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Criteris de qualificació</title><content type='html'>ANGLÈS 2n BATXILLERAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRITERIS DE QUALIFICACIÓ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criteris per a l’obtenció de la nota final de la 1a, 2a i 3a avaluació:&lt;br /&gt;-         Els exàmens parcials: 40% de la nota&lt;br /&gt;-         Examen d’avaluació: 50% de la nota&lt;br /&gt;-         Redaccions: 10%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L’assignatura d’anglès és d’avaluació continuada. Se recupera  l’avaluació immediata anterior al superar la següent.&lt;br /&gt;NOTA FINAL DE CURS:              Mitjana de les tres avaluacions&lt;br /&gt;CRITERIS DE RECUPERACIÓ&lt;br /&gt;L’assignatura d’anglès és d’avaluació continuada.&lt;br /&gt;Les recuperacions en l’ ÀREA DE LLENGÜES ESTRANGERES són automàtiques, és a dir, quan un alumne aprova amb un 6 una avaluació recupera automàticament l' avaluació immediata anterior.&lt;br /&gt;En el butlletí apareixerà la qualificació de 5.&lt;br /&gt;RECUPERACIÓ DE L’ASSIGNATURA ANGLÈS PENDENT DE 1r BATX.&lt;br /&gt;a)     Es realitzaran dues proves d’avaluació de l’assignatura pendent.&lt;br /&gt;L’ assistència  a les proves és obligatòria.&lt;br /&gt;Amb les notes obtingudes dels dos parcials es farà la nota mitjana.&lt;br /&gt;La nota final l’obtindrem valorant un 75% la nota de la mitjana obtinguda dels dos exàmens i un 25 % el treball entregat degudament contestat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El treball consistirà en un quadern d’exercicis que s’indicarà als alumnes en el mes d’octubre.&lt;br /&gt;Les dates per a la realització d’aquestes proves són:&lt;br /&gt;1r parcial: dia 10 o 17 de desembre de 2008                &lt;br /&gt;2n parcial: dia 22 o 29 d’ abril de 2009&lt;br /&gt;b)     Si amb els dos parcials l’alumne/a no ha aconseguit recuperar, doncs&lt;br /&gt;   haurà de presentar-se a la convocatòria de setembre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301973879460509824-8164278830008278435?l=lucalasalle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/feeds/8164278830008278435/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/01/criteris-de-qualificaci.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/8164278830008278435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301973879460509824/posts/default/8164278830008278435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucalasalle.blogspot.com/2009/01/criteris-de-qualificaci.html' title='Criteris de qualificació'/><author><name>Luca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137850809952941775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
