My OperaRedacción de mi vida/ Task about my life
Saturday, February 25, 2012 6:54:19 PM
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MY LIFE
I was born in Pamplona, in a dark and rainy day of the year of 1996. Some hours later I was in the arms of my mum, in a delicate towel, I don’t remember that!!!
My earliest memory is not very clear because I don’t remember if I was with lot of cousins... and I don’t remember too the station, but I remember the things what I was doing and the person who was doing with me: when I was four years old, I was wearing a white jeans and a green tee-shirt, I’m was in the kitchen of my house with my brother Christian, we were playing to a car running, but with no cars, we were playing with carton boxes!!! We only need the imagination. I remember too a thing what I do in the first grade of primary: I was making a high tower of books of my adverse: TEO, I boy with the curly orange hair. I don’t know but I hated him. Well the thing is that I was making... and I take other book and I destroy the tower, but one book of the tower shocks the window an it broken this I doesn’t finish now, the book falls to the floor and the porter was near there, and almost hit him.
Now I’ve been at Padres Reparadores in Secondary School. I’ve changed since I was young. I think that I’m more humanitarian and less bossy. When I finish secondary school, I’ll study bachelor. Before I’m old I really have to go missionary to South-America.
MY LIFE
I was born in Pamplona, in a dark and rainy day of the year of 1996. Some hours later I was in the arms of my mum, in a delicate towel, I don’t remember that!!!
My earliest memory is not very clear because I don’t remember if I was with lot of cousins... and I don’t remember too the station, but I remember the things what I was doing and the person who was doing with me: when I was four years old, I was wearing a white jeans and a green tee-shirt, I’m was in the kitchen of my house with my brother Christian, we were playing to a car running, but with no cars, we were playing with carton boxes!!! We only need the imagination. I remember too a thing what I do in the first grade of primary: I was making a high tower of books of my adverse: TEO, I boy with the curly orange hair. I don’t know but I hated him. Well the thing is that I was making... and I take other book and I destroy the tower, but one book of the tower shocks the window an it broken this I doesn’t finish now, the book falls to the floor and the porter was near there, and almost hit him.
Now I’ve been at Padres Reparadores in Secondary School. I’ve changed since I was young. I think that I’m more humanitarian and less bossy. When I finish secondary school, I’ll study bachelor. Before I’m old I really have to go missionary to South-America.
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