dimecres, 30 de setembre del 2009

MAKING AN APPONTMENT

Sílvia: Hello, the right phone. Sílvia speaking. How can I help you?
Mariona: Hello, I'd like some information about mobile phones.
Sílvia: That's no problem. Would you like to make an appointment?
Mariona: Yes, OK.
Sílvia: Is tomorrow OK for you?
Mariona: Yes, that's fine.
Sílvia: And your name is...?
Mariona: Mariona Puntí.
Sílvia: Mariona Puntí. OK, Mariona. We'll see you tomorrow at five o'clock.
Mariona: OK, Thanks for your help. Bye.





SUGGESTIONS

Sílvia: What's that?
Mariona: I'm trying to solve a puzzle. Can you help me?
Slívia: Can I have a look?
Mariona: Of course. Why don't you try it?
Sílvia: No, thanks, I don't like it. I think that they're difficult.
Mariona: Well, you could always do another easier.
Sílvia: I know. But you always beat me, How about to go shopping?
Mariona: I don't like to go shopping Sílvia, you know! Hey, why don't I teach you how do the puzzles. Then we can do something together.
Sílvia: Ok. It's a deal!





GREETIND AND NEWS

Sílvia: Mariona! How are you? I haven't see you for ages.
Mariona: I know,. I've been away for a month.
Sílvia: Really? Where have you been?
Mariona: I've been to Indonesia wit my boyfriend.
Sílvia: Indonesia? What were you doing there?
Sílvia: Cool. What was it like?
Mariona: Amizing! It was a fantastic experience. But it's very hot all the time! What about you? Have you been?
Silvia: Not bad, but I haven't done anything interesting like you.
Mariona: Anyway, I'd better go. I've got history now.
Sílvia: OK. Good to see you around again.





TALKING ABOUT PHOTOS

Sílvia: Is these photos of your friends, Mariona?
Mariona: Yes, it's of last year.
Sílvia: Can I have a look?
Mariona: Yes, of course! I think that this photo is nicest of us.
Sílvia: When did you take this photo? and where?
Mariona: We were in a museum Terrassa, last April. We were waiting to entering in the museum.
Sílvia: Oh, and what's happened after you took this photo?
Mariona: We visited the museum.
Sílvia: And where are you? I can't see you!
Mariona: I'm the girl with a pink t-shirt on the right!
Sílvia: Oh! it's true





dilluns, 28 de setembre del 2009

FAME

TRAILER
1. What’s the trailer mean idea? Everybody can have a talent if you demonstrate it.

2. Can you write down the roads?
In New York city there are a school where any dream is possible.
This fall welcome to love, friendship, talent, heartbreak, passion, fame.


MEET THE CAST
1. What’s fame about? On of a school. All the pupils have talent and demonstrate it and the teachers help the pupils
2. Who says what:
- This is fame for our generation:



- It shows how much camestry we have old together:



dimecres, 23 de setembre del 2009

THE ORIGINS OF AMERICAN MUSIC

You could begin this sotry almost anywhere: on a salve shio or in an lish pub, for instance. it is a story about America, but all American sotries have their origins in tha places from which its people originated. It's the sorty of how one country took all these disparate cultural influences and created the sountrack to the 20th century, leading revolutions of youth, race and much more on the way. Starting with the birth of jazz and continuing through the evolution of gospel, the blues, country, rock and soul in the 60s, we dicover how each musical revolution came from a specific place in the USA, with its own sotry to tell. The evoltution didn't end there, of course, but the musical sotry that came after will have to wait for anather day...

ALOHA FROM HAWAII

You can't really understand Barack until you undertand Hawaii; Micheelee Obama once said of her husband, who was bron here in 1961. For although the seven inhabited islands of the Hawaiin archipelago constitute the 50th state of the USA, this place is very far from America, both literally and culturally.



Beach party time

While the commercial luaus- usually a hotel dinner with dancers and singing- are impossibly kitsch, the beach party featuring a dreadlocked dude with a guitar is also a long way from the traditional luau, but given that you're on a Hawaiian beach under the stars, listening to the sound of the waves well, who cares?