VACATION STORY

                                               IN THE CLASSROOM

In the classroom the teacher teaches us incredible and fascinating things about the English language, such as the present perfect, the past simple, list of irregular verbs, as well as the use of "for, since, ever, never, yet, already, just, still" among others....

SOME EXAMPLES:

He hasn't already read this book

Mr. Thomas has just bought a new shirt

I have just booked the tickets

I haven't finished my proyet yet

Next, pleasant moments shared in the classroom.

 and so on and so forth are some of the examples we see in our classroom.

CREATING AND WORKING ON THE BLOG IN THE CLASSROOM

The image posted above is the draft for the creation of the "Vacation Story"

The following shows how the vacation story turned out.

 ONE MORE NOTE OR STORY OF MY...

window to the world

That said on this vacation, being one night by the way with a clear moon I was under the moon and the sky of barranquilla, I wrote the following note or story of me... "But it seems that I have to write about strange things that have happened to me, but it is not. Barranquilla is a charming city as are its people: simple, elegant, kind, beautiful.... It has beautiful and exuberant corners, like the window to the world, which is constantly lit in the evenings, but I have never gone to see it in the evenings, well; just as my passionate thoughts were, there without you. Sometimes in a subtle, surreal way, we can imagine that we share wonderful moments, full of beauty, and without being in the place physically like when we used to photograph moments together, for example, in those moments we had eaten in some restaurants in this city or like that time we planned to go to a museum or the zoo but we never went together. But, nevertheless; I have been to those places and you have traveled with me at all times. If you only knew the fascinating places, movies, meals... That I lived, ate and watched; they are moments that I will keep in my heart and in my thoughts, but with Isela..." today I reread it again and continue writing to capture it in my experiences in the diary that you once gave me as a gift.