This is a blog created to go collect all my tasks and activities carried on by my English level 2, and especially to share with all those classmates and everyone who wish to enter my website.

My name is Jhoselyn Molero But you can call me princess. I live in Maracaibo, in the urbanization Santa Fe 2. I have 19 years and and I study social communication at URBE. My favorite subjects are TV and I'm going for the eighth semester.

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I love music, dancing, listening reggetton, exercising, hanging out with friends, laughing, enjoying life. I love to share with my family. I love patacon and pizza. I also like the rumba.

I do not like vegetables, violence, injustice, hypocrisy, smoker. I do not like numbers.

My dream is to travel the world, visited Mexico and Spain. I would like to graduate someday. I would like to be a cheerleader for a TV show. I want to learn English in the United States.

About English I love, know many languages ​​do not dominate much English, but I would do it little by little. What should I do to learn my English? Often listen to English music, talk on social networks with people from different countries. If I am quick to learn but sometimes I put it hard but you will help me

Well, This is a little bit about me. Hope you liked it... Please, leave a comment!

If you can dream and imagine you can do it! princess


B. Pictures with classemate 
 
 
C. It's time to meet two new friends. use these questions to interview your new friends


My name is jhoselyn molero.
i't from Maracaibo, i go to today school in urbe.
I'm 19 years old. i live in santa fe 2
I love music. i enjoy dancing.
i like to pizza
I don't like to vallenato. i hate pastaI can't stand lie
My dream is to graduation i want to paris one day
I think english is difficult. In  my opinion personal. for me cost  i quess
I want to be in the class


Her name's Maria. she from Maracaibo
she a student  from social comunication in urbe
she 18 years old. she live urb. las lomas
she likes musicing. she likes pizza
she don't like to maiz. she hate vegetales
she cant stand
her dream is to graduate she wants to learn english one today
she thinks english is importante in her
opinion personal for her race
she quesses she wants to learn in this class

Now I'll show you a mind map on one of my best friends I hope you like.

If you can dream and imagine you can do it! princess
I'll show you a little about my favorite celebrations and the place where the celebrated.

my favorite is the celebration of the virgin of our lady of the rosary of chiquinquira, better known as la chinita, patron saint of zulia its celebrate on november 18 and chinita, patroness of colombia and zulia
to  celebrate the day of the fair is chinita honor the virgen of chiquinquira the 18th of november. where many people gather in the basilica for receive his blessing


 


in this part of my blog I will give a brief summary of what I do on the weekends.On the weekend, I don't do anything special. i relax. on saturday morning, i get up early to jog.
In the evening, I go shopping with my sister. one sunday spend time with my family



Conversations made ​​in class
Eberth: here's the new paper, jhoselyn 
Jhoselyn: Great. what movies are playing?
Eberth: the new arthur 3: the war of the two worlds at 8:00 It's see it
Jhoselyn: hmmm. I don't really want to see that
Eberth: okay, thenlet's traformersj
Jhoselyn: okay. that sounds good!some activities done in class


4:05 It's four on- five
        It's five past five

9:15 mide fifteen / it's  a guarter past mine

11:45 eleven forty five / a guarter to twelve
 
8:30 eigth thirty / let's halfposteight

12:00 twelve to o' clock/ it's nidght.


If you can dream and imagine you can do it! princess
My Favorite Celebrations
My favorite is the Christmas celebrations that I share with my family and many toys are distributed to all the children by limited resources and the city that he informs full about the happiness and the hope on December 25 is when the child Jesus with his benediction brings gifts, December 31 is the farewell of the year to open the doors to a new year



Months of the year
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DecemberInfantile Story

Once upon a time there was a dear little girl who was loved by every one who looked at her, but most of all by her grandmother, and there was nothing that she would not have given to the child.

Once she gave her a little cap of red velvet, which suited her so well that she would never wear anything else. So she was always called Little Red Riding Hood.

One day her mother said to her, "Come, Little Red Riding Hood, here is a piece of cake and a bottle of wine. Take them to your grandmother, she is ill and weak, and they will do her good. Set out before it gets hot, and when you are going, walk nicely and quietly and do not run off the path, or you may fall and break the bottle, and then your grandmother will get nothing. And when you go into her room, don't forget to say, good-morning, and don't peep into every corner before you do it." I will take great care, said Little Red Riding Hood to her mother, and left

The grandmother lived out in the wood, half a league from the village, and just as Little Red Riding Hood entered the wood, a wolf met her. Little Red Riding Hood did not know what a wicked creature he was, and was not at all afraid of him.

"Good-day, Little Red Riding Hood," said he.
"Thank you kindly, wolf."
"Whither away so early, Little Red Riding Hood?"
"To my grandmother's."
"What have you got in your apron?"
"Cake and wine. Yesterday was baking-day, so poor sick grandmother is to have something good, to make her stronger."
"Where does your grandmother live, Little Red Riding Hood?"
"A good quarter of a league farther on in the wood. Her house stands under the three large oak-trees. You surely must know it," replied Little Red Riding Hood.

The wolf thought to himself, "What a tender young creature. She will be better to eat than the old woman. I must act carefully." So he walked for a short time by the side of Little Red Riding Hood, and then he said, "See Little Red Riding Hood, how pretty the flowers are about here — why do you not look around? I believe, too, that you do not hear how sweetly the little birds are singing; you walk gravely along as if you were going to school, while everything else out here in the wood is very merry.”

Little Red Riding Hood raised her eyes, and when she saw the sunbeams dancing here and there through the trees, and pretty flowers growing everywhere, she thought, 'Suppose I take grandmother a rose. That would please her too. It is so early in the day that I shall still get there in good time.' And so she ran from the path into the wood to look for a rose.

Meanwhile the wolf ran straight to the grandmother's house and knocked at the door.
"Who is there?"
"Little Red Riding Hood," replied the wolf. "I am bringing cake and wine. Open the door."
"Lift the latch," called out the grandmother, "I am too weak, and cannot get up."

The wolf lifted the latch, the door sprang open, and without saying a word he went straight to the grandmother's bed, and devoured her. Then he put on her clothes, dressed himself in her cap, laid himself in bed. Little Red Riding Hood, however, had been running about picking roses, and when she had gathered so many that she could carry no more, she remembered her grandmother, and set out on the way to her.

She was surprised to find the cottage-door standing open, and when she went into the room, she had such a strange feeling that she said to herself, 'Oh dear, how uneasy I feel to-day, and at other times I like being with grandmother so much.' She called out, "Good morning," but received no answer. So she went to the bed. There lay her grandmother.

"Oh, grandmother," she said, "what big ears you have."
"The better to hear you with, my child," was the reply.
"But, grandmother, what big eyes you have," she said.
"The better to see you with, my dear."
"But, grandmother, what large hands you have."
"The better to hug you with."
"Oh, but, grandmother, what a terrible big mouth you have."
"The better to eat you with."
And scarcely had the wolf said this, he was out of bed and swallowed up Little Red Riding Hood.

When the wolf had appeased his appetite, he lay down again in the bed, fell asleep and began to snore very loud. A huntsman was just passing the house, and thought to himself, 'How the old woman is snoring. I must just see if she wants anything.' So he went into the room, and when he came to the bed, he saw that the wolf was lying in it. "Do I find you here, you old sinner," said he. "I have long sought you." Then just as he was going to fire at him, it occurred to him that the wolf might have devoured the grandmother, and that she might still be saved, so he did not fire, but took a pair of scissors, and began to cut open the stomach of the sleeping wolf.

When he had made two snips, he saw the Little Red Riding Hood, and then he made two snips more, and the little girl sprang out, crying, "Ah, how frightened I have been. How dark it was inside the wolf."

And after that the aged grandmother came out alive also, but scarcely able to breathe. Little Red Riding Hood, however, quickly fetched great stones with which they filled the wolf's belly, and when he awoke, he wanted to run away, but the stones were so heavy that he collapsed at once, and fell dead.

My Favorite Film

Transformers
Harry Potter
En busca de la felicidad
Luna Nueva
Yo soy august Rush
Saw

My Favorite Cartoons

Tom and jerry
Chavo Animate
Kid Vs Kat
Bob Esponja
Madagascar

 

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