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 * Before the trip**

It was a dark night in Laburnam Villa, it was raining and thundering outside. Meanwhile Mr White and his son were in the farm feeding the horses. The horses were afraid and nervous. Mr White told his son that when he was a child his father use to sing to the horses to make them stay calm. And that they would had to do the same because if the horses couldn't relax and sleep at night they wouldn't ride at the next morning and the trip would fail. So they started singing songs about adventures and treasures to relax the horses.

Last weekend my mother Andrea, my sister Sophia, my brother Santiago and my mother´s boyfriend Martin went to Mar del Plata. Yesterday they were eating something in a restaurant and the boss of the restaurant has three little dogs and my mother and Martin decide to buy one. They gave me the dog. She is a girl and my sister called her “Champi” because Martin and my mother, when they met Champi, were drinking Champagne. Now I´m very happy because I love dogs and Champy is very beautiful. Today my mother took the dog to the vet. Champy was very healthy, and the next week we have to get the dog vaccinated.
 * My new dog, Chamy:**

__**DAYS**__ Saturday, the day of the week when you rest, have hobbies, hang out, met yours friends. However it is not the best day of the week. The best day of the week it’s Friday because you know that the week it finished and you have tow days to do what ever you want without schedules. The homework it’s not a problem because you can do it on Friday when you return from school so you can enjoy more de weekend. The worst day of the week is Sunday. Yes, not Monday. Why? Because you know that the next day a new week starts.

hello, as usual, i dont know what to write, so i will going to translate a pretty song that i know by hard: We were between mirages. respecting the signals. composing madrigals in week of tourism. learning the catechism that teach only travels. we dodge the tolls, and so we read the destination: come to the croakers, reload your voltage. on the porch of autumn, of inconsistent heat, the screws on my mind, I get them in the Polonio. as fast as a tortoise, passes paul throw the trail, as always so austere, preoccupied with his muse. I watch them, hanging under the eaves. okay, now i realize that there are a lot of words that i have to look up at the dictionary!
 * Polonio**

Yesterday I went to the library to buy things for school. First I bought a green pen. Then I asked for a ruler and for a suitcase. I bought color pencils and a ruber too. When I arrived at my home I realised that the green pen was broken, so I returned to the library to ask for changing it. They refused me because they didn't want to give me another pen. So I asked for the owner of the library, but he wasn't there so I promised coming back soon. I left the library very sad. The other day in the school I had problems with the teacher of drawing because I didn't have a green pencil, I expained what had happend the day before, but she didn't believe me. I was having low marks in that siganture, so I got very ungry because the teacher put me a one. When I returned to my home, I came back to the library to talk with the owner of 'SuperFun', that was the name of the library. He wasn't there, so I called the police to denounce 'SuperFun'. Of course they didn't want to accept the fine, so I insisted too many times that finally they made a trial. My lawyer was very good, so I won and the library had to give me twenty new green pencil and a ticket to buy more things.
 * Unlucky 'SuperFun'**

__**My Last Friday**__ Last Friday my brother gave a music concert and I went to see him with my boyfriend and with Morena, a friend. It was a concert of experimental music, where there were ten guitars and three bass. The concert was excellent! I think that my brother plays the guitar very well. The concert was in a secondary school called “Pestalozzi”, near to my house. After that, Federico Morena and I went to eat a hot dog, because we didn’t have many and hot dogs are cheaper that others things to eat. Then, we went to my house because we wanted to take a rest and eat something more. I was exhausted; however I went to Mora’s house with a lot of friends. We drunk bears and we smoked some cigarretes. Friday was a good day.

Loser
====He smiled like people who win the lotery. I was seeing all the time, my eyes became red. For ten hours, I had been seeing that match, my brain was conected with their brains, I knew what movement they were going to do. At that moment, my face became red, if he took the correct option, he would be famous. I couldn't understand, it had been imposible to anybody who tried to bit him. However, he could do it. Marcelo started to cry, his tears were getting confused with the rain. Every body in the parlour started to clap, well, it was a very important moment for the human's history. For the first time, Chuck Norris lost, he lost playing chess.====