Hoy estoy de mala leche porque los p\u00e1jaros de mi barrio han decidido ir a revolcarse en mis jardineras con las semillas reci\u00e9n plantadas \u00ac\u00ac as\u00ed que antes de aburriros cont\u00e1ndoos las ideas que tengo para que esto no vuelva a suceder, os dejo un trozo de una historia que escrib\u00ed en ingl\u00e9s O.o<\/p>\n
S\u00ed, s\u00ed, en ingl\u00e9s… xD El porqu\u00e9 de esta historia est\u00e1 relacionado con un curso de dibujo c\u00f3mic y mis clases de ingl\u00e9s con Sam (s\u00ed, la de la boda, era mi profesora de ingl\u00e9s xD). El programa del curso de dibujo c\u00f3mic al que me hab\u00eda apuntado inclu\u00eda la elaboraci\u00f3n de un gui\u00f3n y el dibujo de un c\u00f3mic como punto de final para el aprendizaje. Como por aquel entonces estaba dando clases de ingl\u00e9s decid\u00ed escribir algo en ingl\u00e9s para convertirlo luego en c\u00f3mic. Aprovech\u00e9 de paso la coyuntura y le ped\u00ed a Sam que me lo corrigiese. Lo que voy a colgar es una historia tonta, sin pies ni cabeza que deber\u00eda haber sido un c\u00f3mic pero nunca lo fue porque cancelaron el curso T_T No le busqueis las tres patas al gato, vedlo m\u00e1s bien como un ejercicio de ingl\u00e9s que me sirvi\u00f3 de mucho para mejorar mi expresi\u00f3n escrita… xD<\/p>\n
Si os gusta y no ten\u00e9is problema para leerlo, colgar\u00e9 m\u00e1s (en total tiene 20 p\u00e1ginas a espaciado de 1,5). Si no, no pasa nada… xD<\/p>\n
Here you are… \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n
New Girl<\/strong><\/p>\n
It is the first day of school after the summer vacation. Many boys and girls come and go making noise in the front of the school. A typical first day: Friends meet each other and talk about the things they did on holiday, teachers see their pupils again. What a great day!! Only one girl feels left out. She is on the opposite side of the street. She looks at the other students and thinks she was better off at home. At her old home. She knows. She must just cross the street and enter the building but her fear is too great. She takes a first step and puts her right foot on the roadway. She is concentrating on the building, she takes another step. Suddenly a car brakes sharply a few centimetres far away from her body. She is frightened, loses her balance and falls over on the sidewalk. A boy sticks his head out through the window and shouts at her: \u201cAre you blind? I could have knocked you down. Be careful!\u201d She watches as the car drives away. But she stays there, she doesn\u2019t get up nor goes to the school. She stays sitting down until someone touches her shoulder. \u201cDon\u2019t you want to go to school today? You\u2019re late\u201d. It is the boy from the car. He smiles at her. \u201cToday is your first day, isn\u2019t it? I don\u2019t know you so you must be new\u201d. She nods. \u201cO.k., let\u2019s go, follow me\u201d. She gets up and walks to the building behind him. \u201cDo you have your timetable?\u201d. She takes out her pocket a wrinkled paper and gives it him. \u201cO.k. You have maths with Ms. Perkins. You\u2019re lucky. She\u2019s really lovely\u201d. They walk along the empty corridors of the high school looking for the right classroom. When they are in front of the door of the classroom 14, he gives her back the timetable and turns round to go away, but before she enters the room, he turns back again and says: \u201cBy the way, my name is Caleb\u201d and disappears running.<\/p>\n
She knocks on the door and opens it: \u201cI\u2019m sorry, I\u2019m late, may I come in?\u201d. \u201cOf course, come in, my dear\u201d. The maths teacher is really lovely\u2026\u201dI suppose you are Jordan Danielle Matthews, aren\u2019t you?\u201d. She nods. \u201cYou can sit down whenever you find a free seat\u201d. She walks between the desks. At the last desk in the row she sits down and takes out her maths book and a notebook. Ms. Perkins continues teaching until the bell rings. <\/p>\n
Three hours later Jordan is in the high school caf\u00e9 drinking a tea slowly and writing in her notebook. \u201cHello\u201d, Caleb says sitting down beside her. \u201cHow are you?\u201d. She, scared, doesn\u2019t answer and continues writing. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with you? Can\u2019t you speak? Don\u2019t be afraid, I don\u2019t bite\u201d. He smiles and continues: \u201cWe haven\u2019t been correctly introduced, don\u2019t you think?\u201d He extends his hand. \u201cI\u2019m Caleb. Nice to meet you\u201d. She shyly shakes his hand. \u201cNice to meet you, Caleb. I\u2019m Jordan or Danny whichever you prefer\u201d. She smiles and he receives a little electric shock from her hand. He lets go of her hand shaking his one. \u201cI\u2019m sorry. I\u2019m a little bit nervous\u201d, she says. \u201cNo problem, Jordan. I like Jordan better\u201d. He smiles again and gets up. \u201cSee you later\u201d, he says while he walks away. She only makes a movement with her hand as a farewell.<\/p>\n
The first day at the school finishes. When the bell rings, she collects her things and leaves the school building as quickly as possible. Outside Caleb there is with his friends hanging around his car. He sees her and goes up to her. \u201cDo you need a lift?\u201d, he offers. \u201cNo, thanks. I can walk home. It\u2019s not far\u201d, she refuses. She goes away, but unexpectedly she turns around to face Caleb. \u201cDo you want to drive with me now?\u201d, he says. \u201cNo, I don\u2019t really want to\u201d, she takes his arm and walks with him a short way, away from the others, \u201cA little piece of advice: be careful and stop at the crossing\u201d, she warns. He, totally surprised, nods. She goes away. A few minutes later he loses sight of her. He and his friends get in the car and drive away. Caleb accelerates. At the first big crossing with the main street he brakes suddenly. His friends don\u2019t have enough time to begin to complain. A lorry drives along the intersection at full speed. It collides with a house a few meters further away. Caleb\u2019s friends turn their eyes towards him. \u201cHow\u2026?\u201d, one of them begins to say. Caleb is speechless. He puts in first gear and drives away. One hour later they are still talking about the accident and the luck of their driver\u2026 Caleb is quiet. He is thinking.<\/p>\n
During the rest of the week nothing unusual happens. Finally the week comes to an end. At last it is Friday. In the morning Jordan is on the opposite pavement in front of the school again, but now she is not afraid. She looks as if she is waiting. Caleb pulls up in his car and stops right beside her. She smiles. \u201cGood morning, Caleb. How are you?\u201d, she says, smiling. \u201cFine, thanks. Eeeehh\u2026 Jordan? Do you have some time, I\u2019d like to talk to you\u201d, he says. She nods, \u201cBut during the break, in the caf\u00e9. See you\u201d. She walks around the car and runs towards the school. <\/p>\n
The day seems endless, even the time until the break seems too long. Caleb is impatient. Jordan is very calm. The biology teacher is a very interesting person. He explains the parts of a cow\u2019s stomach with such grace. After that, physics. What a boring subject! And finally the last lesson before the break: gym. Jordan is really tired after this class and outside the sun is shining. She sits on the grass, stretches her legs and leans on her elbows. She closes her eyes and enjoys the sun. \u201cHello?\u201d. Caleb\u2019s face is just over hers. She tries to get up too quickly, falls and hits her head on the ground. \u201cOuch\u201d, she moans. \u201cAre you o.k.?\u201d, Caleb asks, worriedly, \u201dDid you hurt yourself? I\u2019m sorry, but you weren\u2019t in the caf\u00e9 and I asked\u2026\u201d, he explains, \u201cOh!! I forgot\u201d, admits Jordan, \u201cSorry. Do you want to go now? I must change, but in few minutes I\u2019ll be with you. Will you wait for me in the cafe?\u201d. He nods and she disappears behind the changing room door. Caleb walks through the building to the canteen. It is full of people. All the tables are taken. He decides to wait for Jordan at the caf\u00e9 door. She comes back, has a look inside and shrugs her shoulders. \u201cLet\u2019s go out\u201d, she proposes, \u201cIt\u2019s too noisy here\u201d. He tilts his head on the right indicating the way. They walks up to a little old playground. The high school used to be a primary school. She sits on a swing and he, on the grass. \u201c Can I ask you a favour?\u201d, she says, he nods and she continues, \u201cI need a part-time job, but I\u2019m new in this town and I don\u2019t know where to look for one\u201d. He is thoughtful for a moment. \u201cO.k., no problem, but first I want to know how you were able to warn me about the accident on Monday?\u201d. She stays silent and looks away. The bell rings, calling the students to return to their classes. She gets up and so does he. But before they go in, she turns around. \u201cO.k., I\u2019ll tell you\u201d, she takes a deep breath and looking at the ground, she explains, \u201cI simply saw it. I saw the accident. Sometimes I can see things before they happen. That\u2019s all\u201d. She walks into the building and goes towards her classroom. Caleb catches up with her. \u201cThank you. I didn\u2019t know it was difficult for you. Do you want to meet me after class? I\u2019ll phone a friend whose father owns a ice-cream shop. I\u2019ll ask him if he has a job for you. Maybe you\u2019ll be lucky\u201d. He winks at her and says goodbye. She is surprised, he is not afraid of her. She enters the classroom and tries to pay attention during the next three hours, but it is not easy. Especially when the remaing lessons are double maths and chemistry. <\/p><\/blockquote>\n
Y hasta aqu\u00ed llega el primer episodio de “New Girl”. Espero que os guste y que lo pod\u00e1is leer ^_^ A\u00fan tiene fallos sin corregir, pero es que nunca coincide que el ordenador y la edici\u00f3n impresa est\u00e9n en el mismo sitio a la misma hora para perpetrar la correcci\u00f3n…<\/p>\n
La m\u00fasica de esta semana en el blog est\u00e1 dedicada muy especialmente a mi media naranja (ILD :*). Es el allegro ma non tanto<\/em> del Concierto para piano No. 3 de Rachmaninov, si alguien ha visto la pel\u00edcula de “Shine” seguro que le suena \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n
Con esto y un bizcocho… Besos
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