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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIERHkzfyp7ImA9WhRaFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:45:05.787-03:00</updated><category term="Javier Fel" /><category term="A guide to a happy life" /><category term="cynthia hojman" /><category term="guide" /><category term="writing unit" /><category term="writing unit 2" /><category term="Writing 5" /><category term="Bren Kop 2G" /><category term="written assignment" /><category term="final test" /><category term="past perfect" /><category term="Travelling Abroad" /><category term="template" /><category term="Gmail account" /><category term="writing unit 4" /><category term="CREA" /><category term="grammar notes" /><category term="listening" /><category term="test" /><category term="welcome" /><category term="coaching" /><category term="timetable" /><category term="module 10" /><category term="reported speech" /><category term="passive voice" /><category term="Presentation" /><category term="by Johanna" /><category term="edit profile" /><category term="relative clauses" /><category term="new book" /><category term="reader" /><category term="Generous and imaginative (by Bren)" /><category term="present perfect" /><category term="A guide to a happy life." /><title>Class support for 2nd year Level 5</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Jimena Cas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325309479009247576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>192</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5" /><feedburner:info uri="classsupportfor2ndyearlevel5" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUDQn0zfyp7ImA9WxRUGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-6591696784328207411</id><published>2008-11-29T10:32:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T13:57:53.387-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-29T13:57:53.387-02:00</app:edited><title>PENDING ACTIVITIES...</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Federico Win (2° C):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are missing units 10, 8, 7, 5, 4, 1, 14 and 15. Please post them or send them to me by e-mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agustin Sar (2° C)&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unit 14 is "My favourite place", you have written about Harry Potter (???)&lt;br /&gt;Please, re-write and post or send it to me by e-mail. You are also missing unit 7, which I cannot open from your e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sebastian Fer (2° I):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are missing units 13, 14 and 15. Please post them or send them to me by e-mail. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMPLETE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sacha Gim (2° I):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are missing units 3, 4, 14 and 15. Please post them or send them to me by e-mail. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;COMPLETE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ignacio Gro (2° P):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are missing units 11 and 15. Please post them or send them to me by e-mail. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMPLETE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jonathan Coh (2° H): &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are missing unit 15. Please post it or send it to me by e-mail. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;COMPLETE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramiro Zai (2° I):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are missing units 5 and 9. Please post them or send them to me by e-mail. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMPLETE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gaston Avi: (2° J):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You are missing units 10 and 13. Please post them or send them to me by e-mail. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;COMPLETE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carolina Ant (2° F):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are missing units 3 and 15. Please post them or send them to me by e-mail. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMPLETE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-6591696784328207411?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/kon7Eo6Lk1E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/6591696784328207411/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=6591696784328207411&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/6591696784328207411?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/6591696784328207411?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/kon7Eo6Lk1E/pending-activities.html" title="PENDING ACTIVITIES..." /><author><name>Jimena Cas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325309479009247576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/pending-activities.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8HRX49cSp7ImA9WxRUGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-201319892659370126</id><published>2008-11-28T11:09:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T11:10:34.069-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-28T11:10:34.069-02:00</app:edited><title>Unit 1 - Christina   Brian Graizman</title><content type="html">A minute after Christina had entered the room, she knew something was wrong. She looked around her and suddenly her face was covered by a scary face. "Where are my things!!??" - she screamed. All the clothes that where in her wardrobe, were gone and her bed was without the sheets. "Someone had stole my things! There was a thief here!"&lt;br /&gt;   Christina was a 25 years-old-girl that was studying medicine at the university. Christina lives alone in a house, but she was about to move to another house, near the university. &lt;br /&gt;     One day Christina woke up late so she got wear fast and she went to the university without having breakfast. When she came back, she saw that a lot of her belongings in her home had been stolen, so she innmediatelly, went to the nearest police station. "Hello miss, can I help you?" - the policeman said as soon as she arrived. "HELP ME, THERE WAS A ROBBERY IN MY HOUSE!!" - "OK, just relax. Take me to your house and I will investigate."&lt;br /&gt;      So they arrived at Christina's house, there was a truck in the entrance. Suddenly, Christina's mother came out from the house and she exclamied: "Hey, honey! Are you excited for this event?" - "What event?!" -Christina asked her mother. "You don't remember? Today you're moving to your new house. That's why I am here. You didn't listen the message I left yo in the phone this morning where I am saying that I will come to help you?" - "So, there wasn't a thief in the house?"- Christina asked - "No!" - her mother replied "It was me! I started putting your clothes in the truck" - "OH, mom! you scared me!"&lt;br /&gt;     Finally, Christina apolosize with the policeman for the misunderstanding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-201319892659370126?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/l-wf-RTx2dg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/201319892659370126/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=201319892659370126&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/201319892659370126?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/201319892659370126?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/l-wf-RTx2dg/unit-1-christina-brian-graizman.html" title="Unit 1 - Christina   Brian Graizman" /><author><name>Brian Gr.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318245616835439236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/unit-1-christina-brian-graizman.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYNQX89eSp7ImA9WxRUGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-389923106104676271</id><published>2008-11-27T20:52:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:06:30.161-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-27T21:06:30.161-02:00</app:edited><title>writing unit 15</title><content type="html">Viktor Navorski is a visitor who goes to New York from  a country named Krazohia, whose homeland starts in acoup d'etat while he is in the air on route to America.When he arrives to the air`prt with a passport from nowhere, he is unauthorized to enter the United States and must fend tu survive there until the acoup d'etat its over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he was at the terminal he maked great friends there , while the time passes he fall in loved with an stewardess that is waiting for a called for 7 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end , viktor could make his objetive and go aout with the stewardess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-389923106104676271?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/wQFw0zwyFi4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/389923106104676271/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=389923106104676271&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/389923106104676271?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/389923106104676271?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/wQFw0zwyFi4/writing-unit-15.html" title="writing unit 15" /><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09228388358674853976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/writing-unit-15.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQBSX08cCp7ImA9WxRUGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-5663839718055839352</id><published>2008-11-27T19:36:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:45:58.378-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-27T19:45:58.378-02:00</app:edited><title>Unit 15 - The terminal</title><content type="html">The terminal is a comedy about a man who is from Krakozhia, he flyes to NY and something happens. When he gets there,they try to tell them that Krakozhia is in war, but he doesn't know english so he doesn't understand at first. But then he understands and he is in trouble,because logically he has no country, and without a country he has no visa, and without a visa he can't go to NY. Instead, he has to stay in the terminal.&lt;br /&gt;After a while he starts making friends there and he meets a girl, whom he falls in love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-5663839718055839352?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/hbzz4ARBHQg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/5663839718055839352/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=5663839718055839352&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/5663839718055839352?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/5663839718055839352?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/hbzz4ARBHQg/unit-15-terminal.html" title="Unit 15 - The terminal" /><author><name>Ciarchu Gens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466981653605158229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/unit-15-terminal.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0ACQn09cCp7ImA9WxRUGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-3152604740980879791</id><published>2008-11-27T19:20:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:36:03.368-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-27T19:36:03.368-02:00</app:edited><title>Unit 9 - Charity</title><content type="html">Dear Sir:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next month will be the football tournament in order to raise money for charity, and we would like to have Nike's sponsorship. I know it won't be cheap, but what we ar planning to do is to put Nike's logo on banners around the pitch, and in every player's shirt.&lt;br /&gt;We can pay up to 1.500.00, so it won't be cheap. We can even make a deal, what the publicity wins, goes to you and we pay less.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you agree, if you are interester please write back to us, so we get to an agreement.&lt;br /&gt;We look forward to hearing from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Uriel Sapir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-3152604740980879791?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/EhjA1fHBjUU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/3152604740980879791/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=3152604740980879791&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/3152604740980879791?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/3152604740980879791?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/EhjA1fHBjUU/unit-9-charity.html" title="Unit 9 - Charity" /><author><name>Ciarchu Gens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466981653605158229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/unit-9-charity.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYCQX87cSp7ImA9WxRUGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-4446261159171779241</id><published>2008-11-27T19:06:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T20:49:20.109-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-27T20:49:20.109-02:00</app:edited><title>writing unit 14</title><content type="html">my fovoryte place , my facorite place its Mirarmar , I like it becouse its a litle village but its very nice.I generally go in summer with friends , this year we would go with kevin , keko , gonzi and stivi.I think we would have a great time.&lt;br /&gt;In the other hand Miramar its a safe village becouse of the few great people there are.But the bad things are that in summer its very hot and the see its very cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-4446261159171779241?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/pXGS4k_MXJ0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/4446261159171779241/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=4446261159171779241&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/4446261159171779241?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/4446261159171779241?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/pXGS4k_MXJ0/writing-unit-14.html" title="writing unit 14" /><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09228388358674853976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/writing-unit-14.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYMQH48eip7ImA9WxRUGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-5647962662474420464</id><published>2008-11-27T18:53:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:09:41.072-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-27T19:09:41.072-02:00</app:edited><title>Unit 1 - Christina</title><content type="html">A minute after Christina had entered the room, she knew something was wrong. She started looking everywhere. The floor, her bedroom, under the bed, even in the fridge. "Where is my bag??" she asked herself. Then she remembered "the train station, I must have left it there!". She started running back to the train station, dodging people and cars as she came across the street.&lt;br /&gt;When she got there, she saw a policeman and she asked him if he had seen her black bag. He told her that he saw a tall , blonde man picking it up, and then leaving the station. He was wearing a blue shirt. She thanked the policeman and then left the station. When she got out, she saw a tall blonde man, wearing a blue shirt. "That's him!" she though to herself as she started hitting him. "Give me back my bag!" she shouted while the man was getting hit. After a while she stopped and he gave Christina the bag, and told her that he had been looking for her to give it back, but he couldn't find her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-5647962662474420464?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/-qTNGBsusoo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/5647962662474420464/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=5647962662474420464&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/5647962662474420464?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/5647962662474420464?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/-qTNGBsusoo/unit-1-christina.html" title="Unit 1 - Christina" /><author><name>Ciarchu Gens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466981653605158229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/unit-1-christina.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UBQHs6eip7ImA9WxRUF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-3757173853250971263</id><published>2008-11-27T13:19:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T13:20:51.512-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-27T13:20:51.512-02:00</app:edited><title>Jimena,subo los dos writings que  me faltaban</title><content type="html">Unit 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mean Girls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mean girls, at the begging looks like the typical stupid teenagers movie, but when you start watching it you realize that its really funny and entertaining .With the great actress Lindsay Lohan as Cady Heron who has just returned to United States with her parents after being her entire life home schooled in Africa. She is really sweet, innocent, shy and she loves maths, but that’s about to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She enters to a school for the first time when she is 16,and her first day in class its terrible, but on the second day she meets Janis and Ian, two best friends that show her the school and explain her who are the “Teen Royalty”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first they make fun of them, and make a plan to know their secrets but, the plan goes wrong and Cady whose part was only to act as their friend, starts becoming one of them. Now she is superficial, mean and popular and she starts failing maths, just to have something to talk with Aaron, a cut guy who is Regina Georges’s boyfriend, the most popular girl in School. When Cady tells Aaron that Regina it’s cheating on him, and he breaks up with her Regina has an evil idea against Cady that produces a fight between all girls at school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unit 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Field Hockey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Field hockey is a team sport in which a team of sixteen players of players whose objective it’s to score goals, play in grass. Hockey is played with wood sticks and the ball is hard and of plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The positive points of hockey are many; one of them is that it requires a lot of team work, so you really establish great friendships with the other players. Another positive point is that you have fun a lot but at the same time you run a lot, which is why hockey it’s really good for your health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, this sport has got some negative points. As to play hockey you need a stick and a lot of protection, the equipment to play it, can cost a lot, for example :In Argentina, a good stick costs you at least $150-$200.Altought I love hockey, I have to admit that it’s a very dangerous sport, the sticks are really hard and you can hurt people while you are trying to hit the ball, that its also very dangerous because in many moves you have to raise the ball, and it may hit somebody. That is why you have to use a mouth guard and shin pads. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion hockey it’s a great sport, it helps you to keep healthy, and its really entreating also to watch, but if you want to play it you have to be aware that the possibilities of being injured are high.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-3757173853250971263?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/KhsGKyHLdA8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/3757173853250971263/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=3757173853250971263&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/3757173853250971263?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/3757173853250971263?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/KhsGKyHLdA8/jimenasubo-los-dos-writings-que-me.html" title="Jimena,subo los dos writings que  me faltaban" /><author><name>Carolina Lerner 2ºF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783104711378167873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/jimenasubo-los-dos-writings-que-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcEQ3g_eSp7ImA9WxRUF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-7706178606674480291</id><published>2008-11-27T11:35:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T11:36:42.641-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-27T11:36:42.641-02:00</app:edited><title>Unit 14 - My favourite place</title><content type="html">My favourite place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of places I like: San bernardo, Villa Crespo, and a lot more. But my favourite place is a really special one. My bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;My bedroom is like others, I have posters, CD’s, a TV, books, a guitar and things like that. It is all untidied and I keep things under the bed.&lt;br /&gt;My bedroom is special because it is the place where I can think, listen to music, sleep, play the guitar, be with my friends, or even disconnect myself of everything and be alone when I want to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-7706178606674480291?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/V5h_mFKMxhU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/7706178606674480291/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=7706178606674480291&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/7706178606674480291?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/7706178606674480291?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/V5h_mFKMxhU/unit-14-my-favourite-place.html" title="Unit 14 - My favourite place" /><author><name>Ciarchu Gens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466981653605158229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/unit-14-my-favourite-place.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4ER3Y9cSp7ImA9WxRUF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-1535806155395060706</id><published>2008-11-27T11:34:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T11:35:06.869-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-27T11:35:06.869-02:00</app:edited><title>Unit 13 - A misunderstanding</title><content type="html">A misunderstanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day a friend called me on the phone. He asked me to go out on the weekend, and suddenly the phone rang. I picked it up and said “hold on a moment, I am at the other phone” but both started talking at the same time. On one side my friend asked me to go out, but on the other my mum said “can I talk to you?” so I said “no, hold on” and my friend said “what do you mean no?” and my mum said “who are you talking to?”. I said “to a friend, mum” and my friend said “I can’t understand anything!” “me neither!” I said. My mum asked me what was going on and I told her “nothing. Can I call you later?” and my friend said “yes but are we going out then???” and my mum asked me “is someone there?” “NO!” I shouted. Then my friend told me “ok! But don’t shout at me!”. I was so tired that I shouted “SHUT UP!”&lt;br /&gt;My friend insulted me and then hang up. I told my mom to call later and then called my friend.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, uuh, listen, I’m sorry about shouting, but I wasn’t shouting at you, my mum was on the other phone and I couldn’t understand anything” and my friend told me “It’s ok” so I finished talking and I went to my room and fell asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-1535806155395060706?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/OkZLBpQ1MOI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/1535806155395060706/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=1535806155395060706&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/1535806155395060706?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/1535806155395060706?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/OkZLBpQ1MOI/unit-13-misunderstanding.html" title="Unit 13 - A misunderstanding" /><author><name>Ciarchu Gens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466981653605158229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/unit-13-misunderstanding.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8ERH4yeSp7ImA9WxRUF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-7805560931879110781</id><published>2008-11-27T11:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T11:33:25.091-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-27T11:33:25.091-02:00</app:edited><title>Unit 11 - Should pop stars become political?</title><content type="html">Should pop stars become political?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop stars can be great. They make good music, and make people have fun. But how do you imagine them to be politicians?&lt;br /&gt;This can be good, because they have a point of view that may be good, they can try to help and they sometimes do it.&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, they generally don’t know anything about politics, and the can make a total mess.&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion they shouldn’t become political because I think they wouldn’t make as much good things as bad things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-7805560931879110781?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/cTjHvJMVElU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/7805560931879110781/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=7805560931879110781&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/7805560931879110781?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/7805560931879110781?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/cTjHvJMVElU/unit-11-should-pop-stars-become.html" title="Unit 11 - Should pop stars become political?" /><author><name>Ciarchu Gens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466981653605158229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/unit-11-should-pop-stars-become.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEAEQnszfip7ImA9WxRUF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-9008440167620221590</id><published>2008-11-27T11:29:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T11:31:43.586-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-27T11:31:43.586-02:00</app:edited><title>Unit 10 - Our life 50 years from now</title><content type="html">Our life 50 years from now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will happen 50 years from now? Will the world be a living chaos? Or will it be a place people will love?&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that most worry me is the war. All the countries think about themselves, not about others. Maybe there is a World War 3. Who knows? Maybe there will be peace and people will love this planet.&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, people will love planet earth. Maybe there are conflicts, but maybe people look at themselves and say “What are we doing?” and everything stops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-9008440167620221590?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/g-eo4pWgPu0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/9008440167620221590/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=9008440167620221590&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/9008440167620221590?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/9008440167620221590?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/g-eo4pWgPu0/unit-10-our-life-50-years-from-now.html" title="Unit 10 - Our life 50 years from now" /><author><name>Ciarchu Gens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466981653605158229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/unit-10-our-life-50-years-from-now.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIMSXc_fCp7ImA9WxRUF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-2438185622557670492</id><published>2008-11-27T11:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T11:29:48.944-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-27T11:29:48.944-02:00</app:edited><title>Unit 8 - Dave Grohl</title><content type="html">Dave Grohl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave Grohl(David Eric Grohl) is a rock musician, singer and songwriter. He is actually in an INCREDIBLE band called Foo Fighters.&lt;br /&gt;When Dave was a young child, his family relocated from Warren, Ohio, to Alexandria, Virginia, a suburb of Washington, DC. Three years later, his parents divorced, and Dave grew up living with his mother.&lt;br /&gt;At the age of twelve, Dave began learning to play the guitar. He played in bands with friends.&lt;br /&gt;While in high school, Grohl played in several local bands, including a stint on guitar in a band called Freak Baby. While playing in Freak Baby, Grohl had been teaching himself to play drums by banging on various items in his bedroom. When Freak Baby kicked out its bass player, Grohl decided to switch to drums, and the new band called themselves Mission Impossible. During his developing years as a drummer, Grohl cited John Bonham as his greatest influence, and eventually had Bonham's three-circle logo tattooed on his wrist. Mission Impossible later rebranded themselves Fast before breaking up, after which Grohl joined the post-punk-influenced hardcore punk band Dain Bramage.&lt;br /&gt;After this, Dave started playing drums on Nirvana, but then Kurt Cobain died and after a while he started playing guitar and singing on Foo Fighters.&lt;br /&gt;I admire Dave Grohl because of the music he makes, sometimes listening to it cheers me up. But most important, I admire Dave because of the cool person he is. Even with strangers Dave is funny and he is really cool. He is also a good person, he is married and has 1 daughter. He plays the guitar, drums, bass, and the piano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-2438185622557670492?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/15-o0EXYBfg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/2438185622557670492/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=2438185622557670492&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/2438185622557670492?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/2438185622557670492?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/15-o0EXYBfg/unit-8-dave-grohl.html" title="Unit 8 - Dave Grohl" /><author><name>Ciarchu Gens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466981653605158229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/unit-8-dave-grohl.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMNSXk8cCp7ImA9WxRUF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-2969093376341801384</id><published>2008-11-27T11:26:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T11:28:18.778-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-27T11:28:18.778-02:00</app:edited><title>Unit 7 - Join me</title><content type="html">Join me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Join me' is a kind of club that Danny Wallace began when he was boredIs about the thinking of people, when someone needs help. For example, when someone needs help, a part of you wants to help, but a trained part makes you stay neutral and ignore the problem.'Join me', has about 3.000 members around the world, that collaborate anonymously. They do an act of kindness every friday. The people from Join Me does "hit &amp;amp; run kindness". Make a good act like buy a cup of coffee to someone you have never met, and just go away.Join Me is a form to ignore the social barrier, to do something kind to someone without knowing him, to help without being called. That's the point of that "game". The others don't know you are helping or who helped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-2969093376341801384?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/Nsja_VPHeEA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/2969093376341801384/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=2969093376341801384&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/2969093376341801384?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/2969093376341801384?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/Nsja_VPHeEA/unit-7-join-me.html" title="Unit 7 - Join me" /><author><name>Ciarchu Gens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466981653605158229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/unit-7-join-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQNR30-cSp7ImA9WxRUF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-8196915679266832519</id><published>2008-11-27T11:25:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T11:26:36.359-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-27T11:26:36.359-02:00</app:edited><title>Unit 5</title><content type="html">Hi Tom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party last Saturday was incredible, the food was great, great music too, and lots of cool people.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guess what happened to me on that party. I met an awesome girl. Her name is Jennifer and she is from the USA.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, she was beautiful, intelligent and funny. She had black hair and piercing blue eyes. Just like the beautiful ocean in those movies. She isn’t too short or too tall, just average. And when she smiles at you, you get an incredible feeling.&lt;br /&gt;But most important, she is really nice. She is also charming, and she is not a liar. And when she says nice things about you, she means them. She is also in a band, and I asked her if sometime she wanted to play with us, and she said that she’d love to.&lt;br /&gt;The bad news is that she is going back to USA, but she will probably come back.&lt;br /&gt;Best of luck, Uriel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-8196915679266832519?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/xmANgBjXBjY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/8196915679266832519/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=8196915679266832519&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/8196915679266832519?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/8196915679266832519?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/xmANgBjXBjY/unit-5.html" title="Unit 5" /><author><name>Ciarchu Gens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466981653605158229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/unit-5.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQGRH05eyp7ImA9WxRUF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-7248388952140364138</id><published>2008-11-27T11:24:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T11:25:25.323-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-27T11:25:25.323-02:00</app:edited><title>Unit 4</title><content type="html">Dear Sally,&lt;br /&gt;     Thanks for writing back. I was starting to get a little worried!&lt;br /&gt;I can’t wait until you visit me! I really want to see you.&lt;br /&gt;It would be great if you came to visit me and you can stay with me. Oh, and I already have plans for the weekend you suggested! About that, I can’t change them.&lt;br /&gt;Both weekends are ok.&lt;br /&gt;All the best, and looking forward to see you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-7248388952140364138?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/JHXz4h6Ycjo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/7248388952140364138/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=7248388952140364138&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/7248388952140364138?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/7248388952140364138?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/JHXz4h6Ycjo/unit-4.html" title="Unit 4" /><author><name>Ciarchu Gens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466981653605158229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/unit-4.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUBQ38_fSp7ImA9WxRUF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-5442624717448153548</id><published>2008-11-27T11:22:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T11:24:12.145-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-27T11:24:12.145-02:00</app:edited><title>Unit 3 - Tennis</title><content type="html">Tennis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis is a popular sport, it may not be as popular as football, but it is interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Some people like it because it is interesting, others because it is fun and besides it is not as aggressive as football or boxing.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, it may sometimes be boring, or maybe, if you like football too much, it may seem really quiet,&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion it is really fun to play, but some matches can be really boring to watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-5442624717448153548?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/4hRofNFmJkU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/5442624717448153548/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=5442624717448153548&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/5442624717448153548?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/5442624717448153548?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/4hRofNFmJkU/unit-3-tennis.html" title="Unit 3 - Tennis" /><author><name>Ciarchu Gens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466981653605158229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/unit-3-tennis.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYEQH04fSp7ImA9WxRUF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-108221681691509859</id><published>2008-11-27T11:14:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T11:21:41.335-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-27T11:21:41.335-02:00</app:edited><title>Unit 2 - A guide to a happy life</title><content type="html">A guide to a happy life&lt;a href="http://a.abcnews.com/images/Politics/drowsy_2_080228_ms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://a.abcnews.com/images/Politics/drowsy_2_080228_ms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch what you eat,don't eat too much junk food!If you do that you'll probably be in overweight,and thats not good.You should also do much exercise,going for a walk half an hour a day can help very much.Don't wait to be thirsty to drink water.You should also know where does the food you eat come from,if it's from a dirty place,you shouldn't eat it.&lt;br /&gt;It's important to sleep well, because if yo&lt;a href="http://www.hitsgarden.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/sleep-loss-makes-you-insane.jpg" target="_top"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;u don't you&lt;a href="http://a.abcnews.com/images/Politics/drowsy_2_080228_ms.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; will be sleepy and stressed&lt;a href="http://www.hitsgarden.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/sleep-loss-makes-you-insane.jpg" target="_top"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-108221681691509859?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/EU0DEoJ-mwQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/108221681691509859/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=108221681691509859&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/108221681691509859?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/108221681691509859?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/EU0DEoJ-mwQ/unit-2-guide-to-happy-life.html" title="Unit 2 - A guide to a happy life" /><author><name>Ciarchu Gens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466981653605158229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/unit-2-guide-to-happy-life.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IMQ348fyp7ImA9WxRUF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-953390146509359597</id><published>2008-11-27T11:11:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T11:13:02.077-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-27T11:13:02.077-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing 5" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Javier Fel" /><title>Writting 5 (Por Javier)</title><content type="html">Hi Mary,&lt;br /&gt;            How are you doing? We haven’t seen since I was thirty. We passed a lovely time together. Do you remember when we visited the museum and the park? It was great. &lt;br /&gt;However, I’m writing to tell you I’m going to marry. Can you believe it? The girl is someone I knew in the english course. One day, we didn’t have other choice that sitting together. Then we started sitting together everyday and finally, I invited her to a date. It was great. &lt;br /&gt;The wedding will take place on the fifth of November, and I was wondering if you could take some days off and come to visit us, we all miss you. I look forward to hearing from you and please answer me as soon as possible. &lt;br /&gt; Love you,&lt;br /&gt;Javier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-953390146509359597?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/HvM_jDKnb7I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/953390146509359597/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=953390146509359597&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/953390146509359597?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/953390146509359597?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/HvM_jDKnb7I/writting-5-por-javier.html" title="Writting 5 (Por Javier)" /><author><name>Javier Fel 2G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03265740418213639615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/writting-5-por-javier.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcGQHY8fSp7ImA9WxRUF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-2787071336759481753</id><published>2008-11-26T16:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:00:21.875-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-26T17:00:21.875-02:00</app:edited><title>unit 8</title><content type="html">Carlos Alberto Martinez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Alberto Martinez , known as “Carlos Alberto Tevez” or “Apache” is an Argentinian placer who currently plays for Manchester United in the premier league&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Alberto Tévez (born Carlos Alberto Martínez, 5 February 1984 in Ciudadela, Buenos Aires) is an Argentine footballer who currently plays for Manchester United in the Premier League. He was described by Diego Maradona as the "Argentine prophet for the 21st century."&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Alberto Martínez was raised in the humble neighborhood of Ejército de Los Andes, better known as "Fuerte Apache." It was from there where he got the nickname of "Apache." His parents changed his surname to his mother's during a conflict between his junior club All Boys and Boca Juniors. &lt;br /&gt;He joined Boca at the age of sixteen. He played for the team until the end of 2004. With Boca Juniors he won an Argentine Championship (2003), a Copa Libertadores (2003), an Intercontinental Cup (2003), and a Copa Sudamericana (2004). In December 2004, he transferred to Sport Club Corinthians Paulista for $20 million with a five year contract worth $10 million, following the Brazilian club's deal with Media Sports Investments.&lt;br /&gt;My opinion is that “Apache” is the best player of the world , and I would like that tevez come back to boca because we need him , in the oder side , I thinks it wasn’t a good idea to change his surname because your surname is part of your.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-2787071336759481753?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/hLRQkQMpSbU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/2787071336759481753/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=2787071336759481753&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/2787071336759481753?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/2787071336759481753?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/hLRQkQMpSbU/unit-8.html" title="unit 8" /><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09228388358674853976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/unit-8.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04BR3g6fyp7ImA9WxRUF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-6508097290763365377</id><published>2008-11-26T16:58:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:59:16.617-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-26T16:59:16.617-02:00</app:edited><title>writing unit 7</title><content type="html">Title of the activity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when danny wallace , that is 26 years old , from London was bored.He put an add on the internet and asked people to join him.Now , he is the head of “join me” – a internet-basses “club” whose members carry good deeds to strangers every Friday .&lt;br /&gt;Many people who lives in London don’t talk to strangers , because of that when he was bored he created this “club” that consists in , on Fridays the asosiated to the “club” goes out to talk to strangers and doing good actions. People react surprising way sometimes or they scared and live suspicious when they see them.&lt;br /&gt; Join Me is all around the world , in all country , but there are only 3000 members , I think Join Me have to be bigger than now , so I think that more people have to join them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-6508097290763365377?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/mYpkq1uWvQw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/6508097290763365377/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=6508097290763365377&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/6508097290763365377?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/6508097290763365377?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/mYpkq1uWvQw/writing-unit-7_26.html" title="writing unit 7" /><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09228388358674853976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/writing-unit-7_26.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEGRH86fip7ImA9WxRUF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-6139968783356767597</id><published>2008-11-26T16:13:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:37:05.116-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-26T16:37:05.116-02:00</app:edited><title>writing unit 7</title><content type="html">Title of the activity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when danny wallace , that is 26 years old , from London was bored.He put an add on the internet and asked people to join him.Now , he is the head of “join me” – a internet-basses “club” whose members carry good deeds to strangers every Friday .&lt;br /&gt;Many people who lives in London don’t talk to strangers , because of that when he was bored he created this “club” that consists in , on Fridays the asosiated to the “club” goes out to talk to strangers and doing good actions. People react surprising way sometimes or they scared and live suspicious when they see them.&lt;br /&gt; Join Me is all around the world , in all country , but there are only 3000 members , I think Join Me have to be bigger than now , so I think that more people have to join them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-6139968783356767597?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/gtKYaYWS0To" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/6139968783356767597/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=6139968783356767597&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/6139968783356767597?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/6139968783356767597?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/gtKYaYWS0To/writing-unit-7.html" title="writing unit 7" /><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09228388358674853976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/writing-unit-7.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUERHYyeip7ImA9WxRUF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-9219425725571343742</id><published>2008-11-26T16:11:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:13:25.892-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-26T16:13:25.892-02:00</app:edited><title>writing unit 5</title><content type="html">Title of the activity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMAGINTAIVE: And imaginative person is a person who have exceptional powers of imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generous: A generous person is free from meanness or smallness of mind or character; magnanimous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-9219425725571343742?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/3g45ZG2nPnQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/9219425725571343742/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=9219425725571343742&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/9219425725571343742?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/9219425725571343742?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/3g45ZG2nPnQ/writing-unit-5.html" title="writing unit 5" /><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09228388358674853976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/writing-unit-5.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EAR3g4fCp7ImA9WxRUF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-482831843372881975</id><published>2008-11-26T15:46:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T15:47:26.634-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-26T15:47:26.634-02:00</app:edited><title>writing unit 4</title><content type="html">&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Kisses,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Sebi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-482831843372881975?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/wO29cQsviUM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/482831843372881975/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=482831843372881975&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/482831843372881975?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/482831843372881975?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/wO29cQsviUM/writing-unit-4.html" title="writing unit 4" /><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09228388358674853976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/writing-unit-4.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IDQHY4eip7ImA9WxRUF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038373559550054285.post-5504876110428869015</id><published>2008-11-26T15:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T15:46:11.832-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-26T15:46:11.832-02:00</app:edited><title>writinh unit 1</title><content type="html">&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:Arial; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabla normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;" lang="ES-AR"&gt;Christina&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;" lang="ES-AR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;A minute after Christina entered the room, she knew something was wrong. Her computer wasn’t there. “I can’t do my birthday invitations “, Christina said and called her father.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;When she cold her father she said:”hi dad, do you know where my computer is?” I need it to do my birthday invitations”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;And her father said:” no, I don’t know where it is. I’m in an office quote. I can’t talk now, see you at home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Christina was in a panic attack and called her mom, and she said:”hi mom I’m very afraid, I’m thinking someone had stolen my computer, when I arrived home, I couldn’t find it”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;And her mother said: “Christina, I’m going now to home, I can’t speak now I’m driving, we speak at home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Christina was very angry, and she wait for 10 minutes after that her parents entered and Christina said:” why you come so late?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;And her parents said her:” And with an enormous box they said: happy birthday!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;And she opened and saw that there was a new computer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Christina was very happy and she could do the invitations.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;The next day she and her friends had a beautiful day in her birthday party.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3038373559550054285-5504876110428869015?l=english2level5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~4/B9GilxMBDv4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://english2level5.blogspot.com/feeds/5504876110428869015/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3038373559550054285&amp;postID=5504876110428869015&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/5504876110428869015?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3038373559550054285/posts/default/5504876110428869015?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ClassSupportFor2ndYearLevel5/~3/B9GilxMBDv4/writinh-unit-1.html" title="writinh unit 1" /><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09228388358674853976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://english2level5.blogspot.com/2008/11/writinh-unit-1.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

