<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10987009</id><updated>2011-11-30T21:49:00.133-02:00</updated><title type='text'>(( Carpe Nox )) -- Gala</title><subtitle type='html'>Hello everyone !! Come in, take a look and if you want to, comment !! 
That's my blog ## I'll try to post all the important things I did in the weekend and during my english classes !!

Kisses _ and Welcome to my blog !!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>gala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11361573276710941935</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>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10987009.post-114556132717012841</id><published>2006-04-20T16:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T16:28:47.190-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Foreign languages~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My name is Gala, and I’m a sixteen Franco Brazilian girl. My parents, like the rest of my family, were both born in Strasbourg, France. But, when my parents went to Brazil to teach French for a training course during three months, they “fell in love” with this country. So they decided to stay here end begun to work at USP; I was born three months after their arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was born, I was confronted with two cultures: the French one and the Brazilian one. However, even if my parents used to speak in French with me all the time, my first words were in Portuguese, as my first speeches. My first school was a Brazilian one but then, when I was around five years old, I went to the Lycée Pasteur, the Sao Paulo’s French school. Because of this change, I was taught reading and writing in French and I spoke it all the time at home. Now, you might think that I feel more comfortable with French culture, under all the points of view, and that this culture represents me better than the Brazilian one. I will say that you are wrong! In fact, for many years I felt more comfortable in writing in French, reading in French… but when it comes to “speaking” I would say that I was/am able to handle both languages, even if I made errors in Portuguese, such as confusing verbs or inventing words. Fortunately, nowadays, this problem is gone; and I write easily in the two languages. In relation with speaking I find easier to speak during the day, for an example with friends, in Portuguese but, when I have to speak in a formal way like during exams, or when I go to the directory, French comes up quite quickly because is in French that I have more vocabulary and “right” words.&lt;br /&gt;I presume that none of these two cultures represents me better that the other one… However, there are some facts and choices that I’ve made during my life, that show I’m a little more Brazilian… When comes the World Football cup, I always support Brazil; I have the chance to study, later on, in France, but I really prefer to stay here! I cant’ bear when people ask me if I live in the jungle with monkeys at my window!&lt;br /&gt;I think this tendency comes from the fact that I was educated here, that I grown in Sao Paulo and that my friends speak Portuguese as me. Besides, I cohabitate with Brazilian culture all my life, and daily. So I may say that Brazil’s culture represents me the best even if it is a matter to be moderated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t say I’m averse to any kind of languages. There are some that, when I hear them, seem a little aggressive, like if the person was angry or something. That concerns German, Polish… but I’m not averse to them, is just that I do not like them, nor attract me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         In my opinion, foreign language learning should be fostered in all the countries. First of all, because a language is a culture. I mean, nowadays, there are many languages that are disappearing because they are not revealed enough. For an example, Indians tongues or African ones… people don’t find them attractive, because they are not recognized by the society and won’t provide them a better statues like English, Chinese or Spanish does.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, when you travel and are able to speak the country’s language, you don’t feel so lost or shinny. Last year, when I went to Germany, I couldn’t talk to no one, and when people spoke with me, I simply ignored them! And they looked so impressive, I almost feared them. In the other hand, going to Mexico was completely different because I speak Spanish and I was able all the time to make new friends, answer them, laugh… and I didn’t feel lost at all!&lt;br /&gt;Finally, others languages allow us to read books without translation and to know and hear music from abroad and understand the lyrics! I simply hate when music is translated, for an example “You’re beautiful” (James Blunt) in Portuguese!! It’s horrible, destroys the music, it meaning, it beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Here in Brazil, most people learn English at school and more and more Spanish too. At my school, we can choose to learn Spanish or German during the last five years, while English is obligatory and we have it since the first year of college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe speaking a foreign language gives you a better social status because distinguishes you from the mass which the knowledge of other languages stops with “merci”, “bonjour”, “I love you”, “hola”… I think that, since the moment you can manage two languages, you will be recognized by the society more easily. Besides, nowadays, the more you know about the world, politics, history, languages, cultures, etc… the easier you will get a job, and a good one! In my opinion, speaking others languages is not only prestigious in a certain way, but it became a “necessity”, a big “asset” if I may say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you learn a new language, you learn the traditions, the way of being and acting of this country. For an example, in France, people are known to be more reserved while here one is more "cool", welcoming…&lt;br /&gt;Of course, when you trying to adapt to a new language and culture, there are some challenges. First of all, comes the grammar (I think the Portuguese one is complicated for a foreigner), and the alphabet in case of Chinese, Japanese… even in Portuguese: in Brazil, neither "K" nor "y" is used…! In my opinion, the greatest difficulty is the manner with which one must behave. I love babies, and when I see one I always smile or say like “ooooooh” if he is cute. Well, here, people smile, whereas in France they just don’t run away because it will seems too wired. Really!&lt;br /&gt;But, thanks to my education and my permanent cohabitation with another culture, helped me a lot when it comes to adapt a new culture, even if is just for one month.&lt;br /&gt;Compared to that, intercultural competence seems to be very important: the competence to accept and respect foreign cultures, like with immigration and on the side of the immigrants to adapt themselves to the new culture… This can be developed by encouraging cultural exchanges between countries, students, and even at your house, I mean, not letting pass the chance to learn your culture to your children. This movement of intercultural competence and exchanges happens also thanks to the displacement of companies in other countries, bringing a new manner of consuming, new products, new expressions (in a long run).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think is totally possible to create an identity in a foreign language. If you stay 6 months in an other country and don’t come back once but just before the “delay”, you adapt almost all the culture from there… I see that with my friends: some go to France and when come back, are different. The behavior, the way of dressing, of speaking…&lt;br /&gt;In my case, I can be me in all cultures if I speak the language. For instance, in English: well, I must say I have a terrible accent and not a lot of vocabulary but in off to be able to express myself and to make so that the others understand me easily. And, since the moment I can express my ideas and desires, I’m myself… because I’m able to show the others my personality! In Germany, I’m not able at all to do it! =]&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/10987009-114556132717012841?l=nightlover07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/feeds/114556132717012841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10987009&amp;postID=114556132717012841' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/114556132717012841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/114556132717012841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/2006/04/foreign-languages.html' title='Foreign languages~'/><author><name>gala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11361573276710941935</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10987009.post-112413070058591317</id><published>2005-08-15T15:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T15:30:43.860-03:00</updated><title type='text'>WORK</title><content type='html'>In this post, I'll do a bramestorming of all the words that reminds me WORK. So, let's do it!!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;employee, school, salary, students, marks, final exams, employer, results, evaluation, capacity, groups, studies, travelling, writting, drawing, producing, speaches, presentations, professors, director, material, classrooms, meeting people, conversation, learning, languages, sciences, sports, calls, e-mails, meetings, organizing, events, competition, unemployment, university, independance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10987009-112413070058591317?l=nightlover07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/feeds/112413070058591317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10987009&amp;postID=112413070058591317' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/112413070058591317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/112413070058591317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/2005/08/work.html' title='WORK'/><author><name>gala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11361573276710941935</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10987009.post-111835535571142679</id><published>2005-06-09T19:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T19:15:55.713-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ReBels-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;For me, rebels are people who never agree with the directives that are given to them by an authority like teachers or parents. They go against the system, against the rules,  that are imposed on them like having to work and study the whole day, for instance. Instead of trying to discuss and negotiate with others and try to change it, they deliberately start breaking everything, start shouting, smoking, missing classes, with one only objective: confront the authority in order to make things even worse that they already are to show they are independent, powerful and are in control.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;In everyone's life, there is a moment that you feel like acting such as rebels&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;There is a moment when everything is stressing you, when you disagree with everything that has to be done, is being saying or is imposed to you. A moment that you don't feel like hearing that you are doing it all wrong, that you don't deserve it, that you can't go to some place because of some reason... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In my case, I feel like rebelling when my parents dont' allowed me to go out with friends and they just don't know why, they just don't want to, or when they judge me about something they don't even know !!! That stress me !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We can topic some &lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=hero"&gt;synonyms for a hero &lt;/a&gt;like ace, adventurer, champion, combatant, ideal, lion, model, master, paladin, victor, ton god, demigod, exemplar, gallant, daredevil... &lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=rebel"&gt;And for rebels too&lt;/a&gt;, such as freedom fighter, insurrectionist, insurgent and maverick.&lt;br /&gt;     We also find verbs that describe the actions of a rebel: combat, criticize, defy, denounce, disobey, dissent, drop out, fight, insurrect, make waves, mutiny, oppose, opt out, overthrow, renounce, resist, revolt, strike, turn against, upset...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Well, if we compare the words that are used for rebels and for heroes, we remark a big difference between them. In fact, the words assimilate to rebels are always negative, and always show the negative side of rebelling...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I think we can discuss that; there are acts of rebellition and acts of rebelliton ! =) ! There are case when rebels insurge because they just want to, to get the authorithy on its nurves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;However, don't you think that some acts of rebellitions have another goal? I guess so, because there are rebellions which objective is just get things better, rebels that have a dream and are fighting for it because no one take with the serious &lt;strong&gt;this dream&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To illustrate, I can name Che Guevara; he is undoubtedly a rebel because he fought against the system, but he foughts for a cause which was increase social inequalities in America and which sat, in the world. I think this transform him into a hero!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok !! That's it...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;See you guys tomorrow !! ( for the test.. oh no!! hehhe ))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Kisses&lt;br /&gt;**Gala&lt;/span&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/10987009-111835535571142679?l=nightlover07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/feeds/111835535571142679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10987009&amp;postID=111835535571142679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111835535571142679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111835535571142679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/2005/06/rebels_09.html' title='ReBels-'/><author><name>gala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11361573276710941935</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10987009.post-111818427326835069</id><published>2005-06-07T19:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T19:44:33.273-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dekita's&gt;&gt; Is the zoo for you? :: discussing Aaron's article !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dekita.org/weblog/is-the-zoo-for-you"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is the zoo for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;?", Aaron mentioned that in some zoos, “animals are caged up in small, dirty areas with little to stimulate them, instead of roaming on the open plains, swimming in the great ocean, or climbing freely through the treetops”. He also points out that while seeing animals in flesh is educational for children, is it really worth the suffering that these animals endure? Wouldn't you be happier to see these same animals in the wild, in their natural habitats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;What is being discussed is zoos in themselves: should we have zoos to see all the animals anytime, even if in jails... or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, let's begin with the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;positive side&lt;/span&gt;... Going to zoos allowed us to see and admire animals we never saw (if it's our first visit at zoo), and that we won’t have the occasion to see. So one of the positive sides of zoos is that zoos are a sort of wonderful place where you can see beautiful animals, such as tigers (( those are one of my favorites )), and a sort of educational place, mostly for children. That’s true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Negative side&lt;/span&gt;: when you become a teenager, when zoos don’t interest you anymore, when you learn at school, at home, during life, a lot of things about animals… When you realize all the suffering that animals endure in zoos, in jails, not in freedom where they would be able to live their real lives… Zoos become such a horrible place!! Even if animals have good treatments in some of them, I know they are suffering anyway! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;And that revolts me !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So, I can definitely say that nowadays I don’t like zoos, because animals are prisoners in there, while they should ((in fact, they have to)) be free and live in their natural habitats!!&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovelylinfen.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sebrita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, on her &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovelylinfen.blogspot.com/2005/05/day-i-went-to-find-special-bugs.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trip to find fireflies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, I think it’s better to feel the happiness of seeing animals for the first time in the wild, instead of seeing them in jails !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It’s my opinion of course !!!!!! If you don’t agree, please leave a coment !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&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/10987009-111818427326835069?l=nightlover07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/feeds/111818427326835069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10987009&amp;postID=111818427326835069' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111818427326835069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111818427326835069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/2005/06/dekitas-is-zoo-for-you-discussing.html' title='Dekita&apos;s&gt;&gt; Is the zoo for you? :: discussing Aaron&apos;s article !'/><author><name>gala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11361573276710941935</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10987009.post-111817958753765349</id><published>2005-06-07T17:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T18:26:27.543-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Our visit... too good, really !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, I already said in the title: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;our visit was perfect, really, I loved it&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we took our lunch and had in off time to do a walk across the park:  Carole, Anna, Oceane and me... It was really fun, I mean, we were always laughing, taking photos with some sculptures all around!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we began our visit and saw his sculptures and paintings... The guide explained to us the different parts of his work, different times let's say. Moore began doing precise sculptures, with all the natural forms ((mostly sculptures of a mother and her child)).  And along the visit, his production was getting more and more abstractive.&lt;br /&gt;Besides this evolution of forms, we remark a changing in the materials he used to do his art. I think that first he used metal, then natural material like wood or even bones, and marble at the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing all the sculptures, we watched a movie about him and his art. I confess... It was really boring, and so cold inside!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to admit that although I was discovering a new artist, I didn't like very much his art... I prefer sculptures or painting where the artist represents the reality without changing anything. Of course, there are some master pieces that I appreciate, but those are few ones. I can't say that I didn't like a painting of Moore, it will be impossible! In fact, I liked very much the paintings where he represented trees ((&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;like my xanna !!!! hehhehe&lt;/span&gt; ))... they are impressive, when you look at them... I don't know, you feel something, like if you were there, near this tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finished our visit, we were allowed to go to the park... with the same group (Oceane, Carole, Sofi and me) we went there again, taking a lot of fun pictures!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I loved this visit&lt;/span&gt; for many reasons.... The Pinacoteca is a beautiful place and so is the park. I adore museums and discovering a new artist was an interesting experience!! And of course, we had a lot of fun!!!!!!!!!&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/10987009-111817958753765349?l=nightlover07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/feeds/111817958753765349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10987009&amp;postID=111817958753765349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111817958753765349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111817958753765349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/2005/06/our-visit-too-good-really.html' title='Our visit... too good, really !!!!!'/><author><name>gala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11361573276710941935</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10987009.post-111817658394426785</id><published>2005-06-07T17:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T17:36:23.950-03:00</updated><title type='text'>]] Henry MOORE [[</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey people !!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;This is a post dedicated to Henry Moore, a British sculptor. On may 20th, we went to the Pinacoteca, a big museum and a beautifull one !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Before describing our visit, I'll present you the sculptor, Mr.Moore !! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     Henry Moore was an English sculptor who brought about a renewed interest in direct carving and enriched the formal vocabulary of the medium. He did that by examinating figurative motifs and abstract shapes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     He was born on July 30, 1898, in Castleford, Yorkshire. Despite an early desire to become a sculptor, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Moore began his career as a teacher in Castleford&lt;/span&gt;. After military service in the First World war he studied in the Leeds School of Art. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In 1921 he won a Royal Exhibition Scholarship to study sculpture at the Royal Academy of Art in London. There, Moore became interested in the Egyptian, African and Mexican sculpture. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;He was appointed Instructor of Sculpture at the Royal Academy&lt;/span&gt; in 1924. And during seven years, he realised this job . Again the Royal Academy traveling scholarship allowed Moore to visit Italy in 1925 where he saw the frescoes of Giotto and Masaccio and the late sculpture of Michelangelo, which inspired him very much !!&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;He was an important force in the English Surrealist movement&lt;/span&gt;. In 1936, Moore participated in the International Surrealist Exhibition at the New Burlington Galleries.&lt;br /&gt;     In the begining of the Second World War, he stopped his production that was very inventive and productive before. But, during the war, &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Moore was commissioned as a war artist,&lt;/span&gt; producing powerful drawings of Londoners sleeping in the London Underground whilst sheltering from the blitz. He died in 1986. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok!!! That's it !!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kisse to everyone there... !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**Gala&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/10987009-111817658394426785?l=nightlover07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/feeds/111817658394426785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10987009&amp;postID=111817658394426785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111817658394426785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111817658394426785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/2005/06/henry-moore.html' title=']] Henry MOORE [['/><author><name>gala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11361573276710941935</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10987009.post-111810499039484510</id><published>2005-06-06T21:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T21:52:31.166-03:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;--Marla Ruzicka --&gt; My heroine !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;To illustrate our unit, I choose Marla Ruzicka as my heroine (( a modern heroine )) because, first of all, I didn't knew her (( and I think you didn't knew her until my oral !!! =) ! )), and secondly because now I can sincerely say that &lt;strong&gt;I admire her&lt;/strong&gt;!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Marla Ruzicka&lt;/span&gt; was born in California. She became interested in humanitarian subjects in high school. Although she lived in New York, she rarely spent much time in the U.S.A. Instead of that, she traveled around the world and tried to alleviate the suffering she encountered (mostly children suffering). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;While studying for her bachelor's degree in political science, she did voluntary work with Global Exchanges in Costa Rica, Zimbabwe, and Nicaragua... As a young adult, she worked on AIDS in Africa, protested the US embargo in Cuba and visited Afghanistan to survey the needs of refugees affected by America's "war on terror" (what ironic hen?). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;In 2003, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Marla founded the CIVIC&lt;/span&gt; (Campaign for Innocent Victims in Conflict), an organization dedicated to identifying the needs of civilian war casualties. The work of Ruzicka and more than 150 volunteers viewed scenes of destruction, carnage... Their work was published in many newspapers, books such as "The Media at War in Iraq", by Bill Katovsky, and it inspired many people who created a special fund to help innocent Iraqis, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;innocent victims from the American war&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;But, unfortunately, when she was traveling near Baghdad International Airport to visit an injured Iraqi child, a bomber attacked a convoy of security which was near her vehicle... Three persons were killed, inclusive Marla who was 28. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;28 years old&lt;/span&gt;. Does someone deserve to die at this age? No. Certainly not. Marla was that young when she died in a car bombing, when she was going to help an Iraqi child. She gave her life trying to save another one. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Her life had an only objective: save and help innocent victims of the war&lt;/span&gt;... and contributing to get our world better, she was killed. Isn't that ironic? Isn't that terrible? Marla did part of a good family, which had money... &lt;strong&gt;And she choose to do something that is higher than the human propose&lt;/strong&gt;, she had an ideal, make everyone happy and able to have a better life. She deserves to be considered like a heroine. During all her life she fought for a good cause, and never gave up. She is a woman who worth to be remembered; giving her life to get things better in this world even if she wouldn’t be paid for it, just because she wanted to and she believed on her ideal, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;make her a heroine&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10987009-111810499039484510?l=nightlover07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/feeds/111810499039484510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10987009&amp;postID=111810499039484510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111810499039484510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111810499039484510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-heroine.html' title='&lt;--Marla Ruzicka --&gt; My heroine !!!'/><author><name>gala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11361573276710941935</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10987009.post-111810009024691763</id><published>2005-06-06T18:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T20:21:30.253-03:00</updated><title type='text'>*Heroes*</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Hello everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, in this post,  I'll describe our last unit, which was about heroes! Fisrt of all, I'll try to define a hero... Everyone has his point of view about it, but I believe a hero can be define like someone who fights for a good cause and is able to risc his life for it. A hero has to be focus on his action, fats, strong ( physically and mentally ), fast, detreminated, clever, and can't stop fighting until he wins his cause. But a hero is also someone that is always ready to help someone and someone that doesn't made difference between people... I mean, a man (( &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;or woman or course !!!&lt;/span&gt; )) who saves anyone no matter who's the victim, the scene where the crime takes place!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But, heroes present differences between them. I think we can classify these differences in three principal kinds of heroes: the classical hero, the modern hero and finally the romantic hero.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For me, a &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;classical hero&lt;/span&gt; is the middle age hero, a beautifull man, normally a prince, who is riding his black horse and is running to kill the dragon, so he can save the princess and get married with her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; modern heroes&lt;/span&gt; are the moovie heroes like spiderman, who have a lot of super naturals powers, like being able to fly. But, even if they dont appear to be, modern heroes are also normal people, only moved by their will power, and their wish to make a better world, fighting for peace or iguality, for instance. These modern heroes can be found anywhere, anytime, like my hero, Marla Ruzicka, which I'll present you latter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally, I consider a &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;romantic hero&lt;/span&gt; a man how is preppared to give his life for his love, who is able to achieve impossible things to prove his feelings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I didn't include celebrities in these three categories, because I don't consider them heroes. They just play the role of heroes and are payed to do this... I mean, it's their job!!!! And contribuate with some associations giving money, doesn't mean they are some kind of heroes...  And being well known all over the world, doesn't mean they are heroes either!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That is my point of view, how I see heroes!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**Kisses for everyone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***I hope you did well in bac blanc today!!! Wish you luck for the rest!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&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/10987009-111810009024691763?l=nightlover07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/feeds/111810009024691763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10987009&amp;postID=111810009024691763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111810009024691763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111810009024691763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/2005/06/heroes.html' title='*Heroes*'/><author><name>gala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11361573276710941935</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10987009.post-111222081348428604</id><published>2005-03-30T17:50:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T14:41:46.103-03:00</updated><title type='text'>))Concluding(( !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well!! After a month of classes, we finally finished our unit on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stereotypes&lt;/span&gt;. During all these English classes, we had the opportunity to learn, discover and discuss all kinds of stereotypes. In fact, nowadays, we can find all sorts of stereotypes. It’s really impressive how a thought, how all this generalizations that are made about groups or persons are so diversified!! But even if many types of stereotypes exist, we can regroup them in seven main groups:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Physical appearance&lt;/span&gt; --&gt; Blonds are said to be always stupid and bad drivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Nationality&lt;/span&gt; --&gt; Italians are known as good lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Gender&lt;/span&gt; --&gt; Girls are hysterical, boys are good at math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Age&lt;/span&gt; --&gt; Young people are disrespectful with their elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Race&lt;/span&gt; --&gt; Black people are said to have music in their blood!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Religion&lt;/span&gt; --&gt; Muslims pray during all day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Job&lt;/span&gt; --&gt; Scientists are absent-minded!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the analysies that we did in class and based on the examples I gave, I can say that most of the time, these stereotypes generalize too much. I mean, that can give us a wrong image of something… Because when we use stereotypes, we judge or describe something that we never saw. As a result, we are maybe talking about something that is not true, or even doesn’t exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concluding, I really did appreciate this unit for two main reasons. First of all, I understood what a stereotype really is and how I can describe or illustrate all kinds of stereotypes. Secondly, I learned that, before stereotyping, I have to know if what I’m saying is right or not because, sometimes, stereotypes become a prejudice against those who we are stereotyping.&lt;br /&gt;And in order to stop with some false stereotypes, and if we have the rights information, we have to try to prove them wrong!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;BLONDS ARE NOT NECESSARILY BAD DRIVERS OR STUPID!!! =) !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/10987009-111222081348428604?l=nightlover07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/feeds/111222081348428604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10987009&amp;postID=111222081348428604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111222081348428604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111222081348428604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/2005/03/concluding.html' title='))Concluding(( !!'/><author><name>gala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11361573276710941935</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10987009.post-111197205038158970</id><published>2005-03-27T20:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T22:07:30.390-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Grammar !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This last week, during English classes, we did some grammar lessons... What kind of?? Well, we saw comperatives and superlatives, parallel increase...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But, insted of writing all the rules and stuff, I'll make a parallel with stereotypes and our grammar classes with examples !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So let's begin.... First with comparatives:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;--&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Brazilians are &lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt; easy going &lt;strong&gt;than&lt;/strong&gt; french !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;British are &lt;strong&gt;worst&lt;/strong&gt; cookers &lt;strong&gt;than&lt;/strong&gt; the Italians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;--&gt; Men are &lt;strong&gt;less&lt;/strong&gt; talkative &lt;strong&gt;than&lt;/strong&gt; women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;--&gt; Turkish people are &lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt; friendly &lt;strong&gt;than&lt;/strong&gt; English one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;--&gt; Olivia thinks that old people are rud&lt;strong&gt;er&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;than&lt;/strong&gt; young people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;--&gt; I'm &lt;strong&gt;better&lt;/strong&gt; at handball &lt;strong&gt;than &lt;/strong&gt;at football !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's try with some superlatives:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&gt;&gt; I'm the &lt;strong&gt;most&lt;/strong&gt; easy going of the class !!  (( based on real facts !! =)  ))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&gt;&gt; It's the happi&lt;strong&gt;est&lt;/strong&gt; day of his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&gt;&gt; This T-shirt is the &lt;strong&gt;most&lt;/strong&gt; expensive in the shop !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&gt;&gt; Camille has got three sisters. She is the eld&lt;strong&gt;est&lt;/strong&gt; one and is in my class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&gt;&gt; Brazilians are the &lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt; football players in the world. (( That is not a stereotype... It's real !! ))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Those were some examples... See you all tomorrow !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kisses**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10987009-111197205038158970?l=nightlover07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/feeds/111197205038158970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10987009&amp;postID=111197205038158970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111197205038158970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111197205038158970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/2005/03/grammar_27.html' title='Grammar !!'/><author><name>gala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11361573276710941935</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10987009.post-111093098326459281</id><published>2005-03-15T18:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T20:56:23.266-03:00</updated><title type='text'>(( Few_examples_of_stereotypes ))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey all of you!!!&lt;br /&gt;In this post, I would like to give you a few examples of stereotypes made by the society or by I group that we saw during Monday class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let’s start with the gender clichés.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men: Cannot be trusted and have no feelings. Is that right? I mean, can we generalize it so much? I really don't think so. In my opinion many men have feelings, even strong ones, but they don't show them because of the image they have to give to the society: men don't have feelings, don't cry, etc.... So, I think that they have feelings, and when they show them, can be very cute and romantic!!! Hiding them is really pathetic!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women: Are bad drivers, good at cooking and talk to much. Well in fact, I don't agree with the first one because when you see statistics about accidents, you discover that most of them are made by men. But, with the last two ones, I have the same opinion! Of course, many men are good at cooking, but women are better!! And the part of "talk to much" is true!! I mean... its part of us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys: Are selfish, good at math. Well, selfish, in many cases, it can be true. But it depends of the boy, his personality. Boys can be very very nice... I mean, a big part of my friends are boys!! And I trust them, enjoy life with them a lot !&lt;br /&gt;Good at math? Hmmm.... we can discuss that !! I confess: I'm really not good at math. But most of my friends ((girls)) are!!! I'm not saying boys aren't but the idea that boys are more clever or more intelligent that girls is absolutely wrong ! So, resuming, I don't agree with this stereotype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls: food at lit, hysterical. All right, I confess... I think girls have an obsession with their weight, but that can become a problem. We all have in mind the image of the perfect girl, with a perfect body and all this stuff. And we all try to be like them. And sometimes it becomes obsessive. My opinion about that is that we have to accept ourselves and don't try to always be the perfect girl. Trying to make ourselves more beautiful is normal... But transform that in an obsession become a problem!! If we eat healthy foods and if we practice sports is in off to have a nice body!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hysterical? I'm not sure. Some girls are but naturally, others pretend to be hysterical just to transmit the image that a girl is necessarily hysterical, and the last group of girls just isn’t. I'm in this last group. Pretending being hysterical, in my opinion, is really stupid. I mean, why? The image of the girls by the society has evolved, we don't need anymore to claim that we are hysterical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can give many others examples of stereotypes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like for the animals: people consider cats independent animals, dogs are loyal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or nationalities stereotypes: Irish are considered stupid and are seen like people who sing all time (( they are not stupid and they sing very well even if some songs are... how can I say... different !! )), Italian are known as good lovers (( it's probably right ! I'm accepting this stereotype because I never met much Italians guys)), German have no sense of humor ((Oh!! That is completely right!! I went many times in Germany and they really don't have a lot of sense of humor, and they are not friendly either. ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jobs stereotypes exist too. For an example, opera singers are seen like fat people (Is that right? I really don't have any idea about it!! ), artist are hyper sensitive (This can be true!!), scientist are absent-minded ((God that's true !! It is really incredible how a scientist is absent-minded. They are always imagining new things, and are always in the moon. I mean... Hello!! Stay with us!! ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, those are my examples!! Appreciate them and react!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;**Gala**&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/10987009-111093098326459281?l=nightlover07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/feeds/111093098326459281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10987009&amp;postID=111093098326459281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111093098326459281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111093098326459281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/2005/03/fewexamplesofstereotypes.html' title='(( Few_examples_of_stereotypes ))'/><author><name>gala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11361573276710941935</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10987009.post-111092080774506495</id><published>2005-03-15T17:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T18:06:47.753-03:00</updated><title type='text'>My surf weekend !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey everyone !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;So, I would like to describe you my weekend. I mean THE weekend... You know the perfect weekend, when you just forget all your problems, when you are far away from São Paulo, in the middle of the nature and near to the beach, with many people so friendly... That was my weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;In efect I went at Iguape during this last weekend... A surf weekend. Is like an association called " Clinica surf ". The owner has a hotel in Iguape and once a month peolpe from all parts of São Paulo, and with all ages, go there and surf. I wnet many times with my sister, we already have &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;many friends&lt;/span&gt; there. But this time Sabrina went too... There were 50 persons with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I really enjoyed so much this weekend. First of all, I really did the drop of my life and my sister too. Secondly I just didn't stop &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;laughing&lt;/span&gt;... People there are so funny !! The ambience, the boys, girls, men, women... all of them are really nice people. Surf instructor are very very nice too, they really care about you and want to learn us to surf, how to drop, how to make all this things good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;When I go there, it's reaaly an experience because people there can't have a good life as I have. I mean they aren't poor, they just can't pay a school as expensive as ours, or travel to France. They see the world in a different way, they know things I don't... &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;It's really nice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;So, resuming: I surfed a lot, meet new people, saw my friends agian, and made Sabrina discover all this too !! It was &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wonderfull&lt;/span&gt;. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I hope you had a nice weekend too !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kisses**&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/10987009-111092080774506495?l=nightlover07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/feeds/111092080774506495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10987009&amp;postID=111092080774506495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111092080774506495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111092080774506495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-surf-weekend.html' title='My surf weekend !!'/><author><name>gala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11361573276710941935</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10987009.post-111007871668078879</id><published>2005-03-05T23:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T00:11:56.683-03:00</updated><title type='text'>((An example of national stereotype))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey everyone!! To illustrate my last post about stereotypes, I'll like to give you an example of it. Friday, during our last class, we analyze a cartoon (p.14) witch illustrates the stereotype American people have of British people.&lt;br /&gt;Resuming the description we did in class, I can describe this cartoon saying that the scene takes place in an office at the top of a building, probably in a big American city. The main characters are an American business man and his secretary; I can say that because the man is wearing a black suit and his a little bit fat ((Hey!! what am I saying? An American is not necessarily a fat man!! That is really a stereotype!! )), and the woman is behind him, taking notes of what he's saying so is probably his secretary. The business man will fly to England the following Friday, and he asks his assistant to remind him to turn back his watch 5oo years!!! He is probably saying that because he sees the British   like a conservatrice and traditional society because of the Queen, the princes... But even if it's a traditional system, I don't think that we can affirm that England hasn't evolved in time: if we considered history facts, we see that England began the Industrially Revolution and not the Americans. We can say too that that English money is still more powerful that American money.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that we can judge England only by its system... Even if I never been there, I wouldn't describe this country like an uninvolved country because I completely disagree... and even someone asks me how I see England I won't base me in this stereotype made by the Americans !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's my opinion... what's yours?! If you want to comment my post, go ahead!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Gala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10987009-111007871668078879?l=nightlover07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/feeds/111007871668078879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10987009&amp;postID=111007871668078879' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111007871668078879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111007871668078879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/2005/03/example-of-national-stereotype.html' title='((An example of national stereotype))'/><author><name>gala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11361573276710941935</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>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10987009.post-111007643549173420</id><published>2005-03-05T23:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T23:33:55.493-03:00</updated><title type='text'>**SteReoTyPes**</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;During our first class, we studied stereotypes. I personally appreciate this subject because I believe stereotypes are really present nowadays in our society.  But, how can we define stereotypes? An explanation of stereotypes could be a generalization about groups of persons. We use them when we can’t judge, explain or describe people or places because we don’t have all the information about these facts. There are different kinds of stereotypes like national, jobs, religious, sexes, places, appearance and characteristics.  For example, we represent all French people like smelly persons even if we don’t know must part of them, we always imagine Americans tourist with flowered T-shirts, with cameras and thermo bags, caps, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, stereotypes can be a sort of discrimination... We consider most black people are poor people; some persons still even thinks that women are just made for doing housekeeping…&lt;br /&gt;My opinion about stereotypes is that we use them too much… We don’t try to search or understand facts or people. I mean, we just can’t judge something basing on the stereotype we know… And somehow, we are influenced by them; things such as books, magazines, television’s programs have impacts on people and show all kind of stereotypes. I agree with some stereotypes but I do disagree with some of them too. It’s our job to prove some stereotypes are completely wrong !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((Gala ))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10987009-111007643549173420?l=nightlover07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/feeds/111007643549173420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10987009&amp;postID=111007643549173420' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111007643549173420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/111007643549173420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/2005/03/stereotypes.html' title='**SteReoTyPes**'/><author><name>gala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11361573276710941935</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10987009.post-110951564176830535</id><published>2005-02-27T11:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T11:47:21.766-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/248/3815/640/xala1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/248/3815/400/xala1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey !! so that's me !! always smiling as you can see... Be welcome in my blog !!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10987009-110951564176830535?l=nightlover07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/feeds/110951564176830535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10987009&amp;postID=110951564176830535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/110951564176830535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/110951564176830535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/2005/02/hey-so-thats-me-always-smiling-as-you.html' title=''/><author><name>gala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11361573276710941935</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10987009.post-110951337882044619</id><published>2005-02-27T10:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T11:09:38.820-03:00</updated><title type='text'>My first post **</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey everybody !! So that is my first post...  It's sunday morning and until yesterday night I really had an eventful weekend: first of all, I had a little party on Friday, a little but very very nice party... And yesterday it was my mother's birthday, so I helped her on preaparing her "party" at home, cooking, buying things, calling people !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today, I'll have to do all my homework... !! Well, all the things have their negative side !! I'm joking !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kisses for everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10987009-110951337882044619?l=nightlover07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/feeds/110951337882044619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10987009&amp;postID=110951337882044619' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/110951337882044619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10987009/posts/default/110951337882044619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightlover07.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-first-post.html' title='My first post **'/><author><name>gala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11361573276710941935</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>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
