Narrative Paragraphs:
A week of my life.
“I’m busy right now
because I’m doing my homework’s”
that’s always what
I said when I pick up the phone or
I have to answer to
my mom. But the fact is that I’m
not really that busy
during a week and I don’t do all
the homeworks.
A typical week of my
life starts more less like this:
I have to wake up at
6:00 Am In L (Monday, Wednesday
and Friday). I have
my breakfast at home and I also
take a shower, after
that I come here to school. I
start with Análisis
Literario so as you can imagine
here is when I recover
the missing hours of sleep.
After all the morning
classes pass by the stomach
begins to feel a little
empty that’s when I have my
permission to go home
at 12:00Pm after I have my meal
I return to school
to finish classes and after that I
can go home “again”.
Tuesday and Thursdays
are more less like in L just
that I can wake up
at
8:00 Am later I have
my classes and after that I have
the chance to play
tennis after that I go home to
take a shower and eat
and later I return to school to
finish my days.
Anecdote
I remember once that
I was in Saltillo, in that time
my father use to work
here in México City so in
someway I was like
the responsible of my family in
Saltillo so I used
to take out the dog to enjoy the
country and have some
fun . So this X day I woke up
really early about
7:00Am on a Saturday so I got dress
and I took out the
dog, behind the residential there
was like this farm
or ranch but you can enter if you
want, I remember that
it was cold day but not that
much but the fog was
really low so I began walking
trough the farm and
in the middle of this there was
this big fire that
the guys that work there lighted
up and I remember I
started to talk to them meanwhile
I was looking to this
beautiful fire, after a while I
restart walking to
my way home but I remember I stand
up on the highest
level of like this hill, I take a
long breath and I remember
I say to myself that I
would never forget
that moment, and her I am talking
about it.
Descriptive Paragraphs:
Description of a person.
I’m lucky to have a
few but the greatest friends in
the world. I know some
people will choose their
parents to describe
or a cousin to describe, but I’m
going to describe one
of my best friends “Brenda”.
She is the funniest
and smartest girl I have ever
known (except for my
mother, and my aunt and my
grandma, and my girlfriend....)
Getting serious I’m
lucky to have her as
a friend and I will tell you why:
First she is funny,
she always make laugh about the
way that she looks
the way she acts, etc, and I think
I can talk to her about
anything. Second I know I can
always count on here
and I know that if I have a
serious problem she
can be there for me. She is always
nice and I’m sure that
she will never denied if she
can help you. I can
mention a lot of positive
qualities about Brenda
but I wouldn’t finish to the do
date, so I think I
can describe Brenda like the nicest
person you can find
and the best friend I have.
Description of my room.
My room is the place
that is used less on my house. I
have a desk that is
beside a window that permits that
the light enters really
good on the day and in the
night I have spots
on the sealing and a lamp by my
desk. Beside the desk
is my bed in which I rest and
read and beside it
I have my closets in which I saved
my clothes and stuff.
I have a computer on the desk
and a radio but I really
don’t use this room to much
because I do almost
all my homework’s on the school
and I like to watch
T.V so I almost live in the Living
room.
