Tuesday, October 14, 2008
3 tradition
The local customs can be different. Some people for example, like green apple instead of red. Though there are many varieties in the foods that are served in a fair, there are some in common. for example, corndogs,pitza,pretzels adm cotton candy.People that go for the first time might learn what kinds of food they eat. They may also learn that people that go to fairs go to have fun and forget about other problems. The thing that makes a dish traditional, in my oppinion, is a dish that they serve during the same time or to the celebration of an event. Some people think that trraditional food is their preference.However they are wrong. What makes a dish traditional is the fact that is in celebration of an event.
my passion
There are so many sports out ther arround the world. However the only one that grabs my attention is soccer. Soccer is played by most if not by all colombians. even though that might be a steriotype, it might as well be considerd a fact. I try to play soccer when ever i can so that i keep in shape.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
my family
My family is just like everyone else's family but more hard working. each of us has two jobs. though it might not be the funnest thing for me to have two jobs, all i care about is helping my mom. my mom is very important to me and i would do anything for her. though my family might not be the funnest, i could never change them.
at colombia
why do people, even when they are in a country like this, miss their home land? the answer is simple. its because thats where they grew up. what i miss most about Colombia is how much fun i used to have there. specially when the lights would go out and we would play hide and seek. but it was not just a few people, it was the whole complex. god how i miss hide and seek
my story
today i will talk about the accident in the bus. my life is so full of them. i was about 8 years old and me and my mom had reached the stop. well my mom got out fine but when it was my turn on my last step the bus driver closed the door... on my head. though i do not remember if it hurt or not, i do remember that it was very traumatizing.
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