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jueves, 21 de noviembre de 2013

AN ESSAY ON THE DOOR IN THE WALL



                                                             An essey on the Door in the Wall
                                                                 By:H.G Wells

In the door in the wall by H.G Wells,a boy called Wallace entered to a door and discovered a beautiful garden.When he told his father that he found that, the father did not believe him.He always tried to get into that door again but he never could.The years passed by and he found again the door but when he found it, he was occupied.One day he saw the door and he entered ,when he entered hr died.The author showed that the boy did not know what was real and what he was imagining.

 
   In the book, Wallace entered to the door and found a garden,many children playing and a woman with a book.The woman read the book to Wallace,the book had all Wallace's life.When Wallace was in the garden, he felt happy and like in the paradise.The garden represented the childhood he wanted but he never had.When he told his father that he had  entered to the garden,his father took all his fantasy books.Apart from that, the children in the school bothered and bullied him.


  Walllace tried to find the door again.He found it sometimes but he always had to go to work or had something to do,or he was in a hurry.He thought that from that day he went out of the door and did not enter again,he did not have more problems.But he also wanted to find the door,because in there he felt happy and like in paradise.


   At the end of the story,The Door in the Wall,Wallace was walking and he located the door, it was his opportunity to get in and he did it.When he entered through the door he died.
He died because he got through the door and the door was from a construction, the builders put the door to let the people go to their houses.
One possibility could be that as he was walking at night,he confused the colours and he thought that was the door he had entered when he was young.The other possibility is that he wanted to die so he went to the construction.


     In the dooor in the wall, the author showed that the boy did not know what was real and what he was imagining.Reading this story, i realized that the boy had a mental problem, because he imagined things and that he needed help.I think that if the father believed in him and left the boy think whatever he wont, it would  have been better.

 
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jueves, 24 de octubre de 2013

KATE ´S LAST DAY!!!

  Kate´s last day !!


It was a rainy day and Kate was with her father Tim,her brother Toby and her mother Sophy.Kate was bigger than Toby so her perents paid more attention to Toby.Kate was always alone and sad.

  One day Sophy and Tim were playing with Toby, and Kate was alone in the sofa.She saw her perents and said to herself.   "I´m alone".She took courage and told her perents that they never paid attention to her,that she felt alone,but her perents didn´t listen to her and continued playing with Toby.Later she escaped,she picked up her things and she went out.

  At night she didn´t know where she could sleep,so she started walking and in a little place she fell asleep.In the morning she got up and she didn´t know where she was, she was in a dark place. A man came next to her and told her that she had been kidnapped. She started crying and shouting, the man told Kate to stop shouting. The man went away for a minute and she started running. Meanwhile, Tim and Sophy were looking for Kate and they were very sad. Sophy was desesperated, she started calling the police and Tim was in the streets looking for Kate and asking people if they had seen her. A man there told Tim that he saw her in the mall stealing and that she was very happy and then the man went away, he was lying because he was the Kidnapper. Tim was so sad that her little girl did that, so he went to the mall and asked if a girl had stolen to day there and the man told Tim that nobody had stolen the mall today. Tim was confused and went to his house and told Sophy what happened. Sophy was also confused and they started calling the police, but the police said that they didn´t know anything about Kate. While Kate was alone in the street she didn´t know where she was.

    A week passed by and nobody knew anything about Kate. Sophy was so sad, that she didn´t get up of her bed, for the only thing she got up was to go to the toilet and she always watched Tv with the hope that someone said something about Kate. Tim went every day to the street to see if he could fined Kate. Kate was in a little street without exit and a morning she went to walk and a car killed her. Sophy was watching Tv and a reporter said that a little girl had died because a car killed her. Sophy started shouting and called Tim, he came immediately with Toby. They were all crying.

  A year passed by and all the family was happy, they did like nothing had happened. But Sophy inside was sad because she never listened to Kate when she told her something but she tried to pretend that nothing had happened. And Toby never realized that he had a sister and that she died.    

sábado, 13 de julio de 2013

Pied Beauty

Oh this is a beautiful place there are brinded cows, I love them with all those spots, when I see them I feel inspired, I´m hungry oh a landscape ploughed by tractors, that is amaizing I will write it in my poem. WI see all those things I feel dissapointed because people dont´t take care of what god has given to them. Oh I think it will rain that is not good I will go to that gallery to avoid getting wet. Oh a drawing is fantastic, there is an umberella, I will use it to go outside...oh a dog spots, it is beautiful. Well I will go out. I love this place because it is amaizing being here with all those pied things. It is beautiful. Oh I know how to call my poem... "Pied Beauty". That name is great! How  did that name come to my mind? well I think I will go away because that girl is looking at me badly and she had freckles. That is lovely, well I will go home because tomorrow I have to go to my house and write my great and fantastic poem called Pied Beauty because I love very much dappled things and the freckles of the people. I think that this poem will be the best poem I had write in my life. Yeah I am the best in the world yeah. Well I will go because people have started to say bad comments about me and thought that I am crazy.

jueves, 23 de mayo de 2013

Diary Entry

June 9,1967
   Dear diary,
                             Today was not a great day! the British army entered to India and killed many people.
My father, that is in the army, told me and my mother to stay at home. At 8:00 he came and told me that
everything was okey. My day was not a good day. I think tomorrow will be Better than today.

Love Sujata


June 10, 1967

   Dear diary,
                          Today my mother told me the importance of language, religion and how we should
treat the books.
I understood very well. And one second after that, a bomb exploded next to my house and a family died.
My father told me that we had to go to another place. But my mother said that we couldn´t go because
we don´t have any place to go. And my father told her to stay here, that he would go to look for a
refuge to stay in. My mother said yes and he went out. Now we are going to eat soup whit my mother because my father hasn´t come yet.
This was my day today.

Love Sujata

June 11, 1967

Today  is not a good day. I stayed all my day waiting for my father and he didn´t come. My mother
told me that my father was okey, that nothing happened to him. And at 4:00 P.M. a friend of my father
came and told me and my mother that my father was dead. I cried a lot and the man told us what happened and he took us to another house where we could be alive. Now we are in this house and we are very well.
And this was my day today. Today was not a good day. I hope tomorrow will be a better day.

Love Sujata