Posts sotto 'English Zone'
A week ago I watched a TV show on MTV about vips and their colossal privileges. Stars such as Paris Hilton (I hate her and her useless world), Victoria Beckham, John Travolta, Sharon Stone etc.. are even spoiler than Italian politicians...
It is generally known that they belong to a very lucky social class, but the majority of people ignore how many advantages they can really get!
Let’s take the gift bags... they are a sort of reward to the vips for being so… vips.
They are bags which contain a huge amount of gifts from either the biggest fashion firms of the world or the most important designers…
Vips get gift bags anytime and anywhere: during show business’ event, fashion and tv shows, smart parties, big public celebrations. They can have all the up to date gadgets, the ultimate accessories, the most beautiful and expansive fashion outfits for free, just because they are stars.
The best companies of the universe act like that because hope that stars would wear their brands in public situations. They get the best of everything for free and never refuse the presents.
Do you know what happen during the Oscar’s Night? The ones who fail the gold statue, get a consolation prize bag rich of expensive gifts.
Their sadness for the defeat has soon healed in this way…
But the vip gift bags are just the tip of an iceberg… Hollywood stars fly for free, eat for free, sleep for free. They can go to the best shops and get what they want for free… They can enjoy the most extraordinary hotels, spa, fitness centre, restaurants for free.
They don’t work like we do, they don’t live like we do. They do little and get lot. It’s shameful.
Novembre 27, 2006
It is called English 24, and it is a brand new magazine by Il Sole 24 Ore. It is issued every month at the price of 5,90 euro. It is a good way to brush up with English.
The magazine is full of original articles from international newspapers and magazines, without any short cut that could help the italian readers. The topics are different and interesting, ranging from Scienze and Technology to News and Curiosity.
To make the reading easier, however, there are a lot of vocabolary focus, examples and explanations.
What’s more, the reader has the chance to listen to some articles and rewievs, thanks to the CD enclosed. The actors in the CD are English mothertongue and it can be hard to understand them thoroughly. No fake this way!
I would recommend English 24 to everybody aim to improve and exercise their English knowledge. And also to everyone who love this language and like to read it, even at the most difficult level. I wouldn’t recommend the magazine neither to English beginners nor to unconvinced English learners.
I feel good when I look through the magazine as I walk on the treadmill…
Ottobre 17, 2006
I feel I am leaving English apart… I haven’t read any english books for 3 months and I regret it. Why didn’t I buy John Fante’s books in original language? Why didn’t I start the book that my friend Zuzana brought to me from England? Because I am acting as a lazy girl…
In July I stopped my english lessons. I thought: I need a pause, for the summer, but I am going to restart them as soon as possible, in September. Now that September has arrived I am waiting and waiting…
I haven’t watched any films in English for 3 months and I miss them. But I continue to choose the dubbed ones.
I feel guilty. I am risking to forget everything…
But there is a last hope… This morning I was surfing on the Internet and I found out a smart way to keep my English up! There are some useful websites which help to learn English thanks to the podcast. You can listen to an english conversation on your pc and learn a lot of common expressions and rules.
Do you need an example? Just go to www.englishblog.it or to www.eslpod.com and choose a subject. There are many possibilities and degrees of difficulty.
I find these podcasts good for people who don’t master English.
You will be surprising to see how easy and pleasant is to study English in this way.
My tip for you is: try english podcast and enjoy it. English needs to be listened to (not only to be read or spoken).
Settembre 10, 2006
Terribly sweet and kind. So shy, polite and discreet. Takae, my friend Taka.
When I met her, in the summer of 2004, we had to share the same flat. Our purpose was similar: being in England in order to improve our English, no matter what.
At that time my English knowledge wasn’t bad as I had already spent 4 months in Canterbury. Hers, just arrived, was the most extraordinary in the world. It was funny and bizarre and original.
I didn’t understand a word at the beginning, and our communication was hard. But we had a big fun together and spent time laughing and gesticulating.
She had a big smile stuck on her face and a delicious attitude towards everyone.
She used to say: “Sorry” for her grammatical mistakes, but it was actually her pronunciation quite impossible to make out.
It sounded like a melody, a mix of unusual notes, pauses and refrains. It was just great.
We became friends pretty soon. We created such a good feeling that we could understand each other with a look.
We lived in the same house for 3 months and every day went to the same school, had the same dinner, watch the same movies, shared the same toilet…
I left Canterbury and her in September.
Our farewell was touching. I will never forget her tears, her sad eyes, her sweet words.
She was standing at the bus stop, alone, waiting for the bus to move. She coudn’t help but cry and cry. She didn’t go away untill I left.
Her expression was intense and deep, so was she.
Three months after my departure she took a plane and reached me in America, for Christmas.
Few months later she came to visit me in Rome and was my guest.
She became a good friend of my boyfriend as well and my family felt in love with her.
Nowadays we email and phone each other from time to time, but it’s not enough.
I miss her smile, her crazy English and her japanese habits: to say always yes, to be tidy and mild, to make you feel at ease.
Maggio 31, 2006
Yesterday I took the train at 7.30 a.m. from Roma Termini to reach Bologna.
My company displays its publishing products in the Children’s Book Fair every year.
I was excited to go there and see the Fair with my own eyes. Last year I didn’t go and I could only admire the pictures taken by my collegues.
Some coworkers of mine spent several days at the Fair, sleeping in comfortable miniflats rented by our President.
Not me. I was the only one, along with a graphic named Marina, to go there for just a few hours and come back home. Bad luck…
The trip was quite stressful and my feet at the end of the day were toast!
Our visit was fast and furious. We hadn’t enough time to see everything. We skipped many stands and missed a lot of interesting events. We just rushed from one point to another, trying to catch as many details as we could.
We didn’t know people nor had the chance to introduce ouselves to anyone.
We enjoyed the experience yet.
There were a lot of illustrators and writers looking for new contacts. There were editors and artists. There was creativity. There was art.
Many young people displayed their beautiful works and I had the certainty to be sorrounded by talented and skillful man and women.
It was a hectic day, very busy and too short. It was an explosion of lights and colours as only the children’s world can be.
Marzo 30, 2006
Yesterday I had the chance to go to the theatre for free. I have to thank Cristina, a coworker of mine, for this. She has a friend who manages to find free tickets for a large variety of shows in Rome.
Yesterday’s show was a contemporary production performed by a group of Russian dancers.
The show was original and unusual from the very start. The women on the stage wore eccentric costumes with hoop skirts and high heeled sandals. Their hair styles were bizarre as well, with big clips to keep their hair in place. The men wore a multicoloured pants and retro T-Shirts, except for one, who wore the same costumes as the women and sandals with heels. I was both surprised and interested by the development of the situations presented on the stage.
Another surprising detail was that the dancers weren’t phisically flawless as they usually are. The women had toned and firm skin but they looked strong and very athletic. The men seemed out of shape.
The way the dancers moved was extraordinary. Their gestures weren’t classic or elegant, but passionate and free. They followed the rhytm of coreography. Sometimes they danced with objects such as balls, balloons and little fans.
In the centre of the stage there was a trampoline which made the performance even more spectacular and exciting.
The choice of music was good, as it suited the show and the general atmosphere. There was a moment that caught my eye the most, when the dancers paired off and danced in a very sexual way. They passed an apple back and forth, mouth to mouth, without stopping their movements.
Febbraio 24, 2006
When I was young I had a best friend named Francesca, who was a classmate of mine in Elementary School.
I used to spend a lot of time with her. We did homework together, played with dolls, and had a lot of fun.
It was a shock when I had to move with my family several kms away.
I felt miserable and sad because I had to change schools but most of all because the move meant we would be separated. We made a promise to each other, that we would continue to be best friends forever.
Unfortunately things didn’t happen the way we had hoped.
We were young girls and couldn’t meet up as often as we wanted to. We couldn’t spend much time talking on the telephone because we had to study and to take afternoon classes.
A few years later our friendship had changed. It was no longer as strong and unique as it once was. Our lives had changed and therefore so had the things we wanted and needed from each other.
It’s been a long time that I haven’t heard from her. But every now and then I happen to think about our childhood together and how I really miss that time.
Febbraio 24, 2006
I accept and understand that you can’t be good at everything, and I am tragically unskilled in some very important areas. But sex is different; knowing that a successor is better in bed is impossible to take, and I don’t know why.
- Nick Hornby -
Febbraio 11, 2006
Sentimental music has this great way of taking you back somewhere at the same time that it iakes you forward, so you feel nostalgic and hopeful all at the same time.
- Nick Hornby -
Febbraio 11, 2006
The unhappiest people I know, romantically speaking, are the ones who like pop music the most; and I don’t know wheter pop music has caused this unhappiness, but I do know that they’ve been listening to the sad songs longer than they’ve been living the unhappy lives.
- Nick Hornby -
Febbraio 11, 2006
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