středa 6. listopadu 2013

CW - cvičení

V prváku jsme pod vedením jednoho skvělého crazy kreativního Amíka učitele měli kreativní psaní. Díky tomu se moje psaní zvrhlo a vyvrhlo do podoby v jaké je teď. Napadlo mě, že bych mohla vytáhnout povedené kousky, které jsem vyplodila za domácí úkol. První várka jsou krátká cvičení, kde jsme měli trénovat různé věci jako vyjádření emocí, popis apod...
Omlouvám se za případné hrubky.. je to neopravená verze, co jsem odevzdávala :)


Horrible english test

     In a class was calm before the storm. They heard the evil clatter of their horrible English Teacher’s high heels. ‘’The storm is coming’’ thought the students. Their lovely English Teacher flew into the class like an angry hurricane. 
     ‘’Oh no!’’ said students in a silent horror. She stood straight before the black board with her left hand on her hip and in her right hand she held their English Tests with a great disgust. Her flushed face was twisted with fury, her black hairs curled up like hungry snake, when he wants to eat an innocent chick. Her sparkled black eyes hit students like poisonous arrows and her right shining red shoe knocked the floor like hammer driving a nail.

     ’’These are the worst English Tests that I have ever seen!’’ she shouted angrily at the students. Her voice froze in their bones.


The shadow

     She walked alone on a narrow forest road. She felt it in the bones. She turned up. The shadow which was following her was close and close. Blood moon filled a black lake and a trees in the forest whisper like they was alive. The shadow caught her porcelain-white hand and looked into her eyes. She stared at him with a huge horror. She saw his hungry eyes that looked like a rare ruby. His faded-grey face had so many scars and remained an arid desert. His bloodless lips were smiled like a businessman who reached a goal that he wanted to reach and his sharp vampire fangs were reflecting bloody moonshine. Night wind was playing with his straight long raven hair and with his mantle that looked like bat wings. He was getting closer to her soft neck.


Vermilion gym’s door
(tenhle nepovažuji za povedený, jen je to nostalgické a úsměvné.. vůbec jsem tehdy neujížděla znovu na Pokemonech xD)

     Ash looked at door from Vermilion Gym in Vermilion City. The first thing what catch his attention was the huge gold crossed lighting above the door. The doors reflect the sun’s rays like a mirror and he was amazed. In reflecting the sun's rays from the steel surface of the door he recognized the proud silhouette of the electric Pokémon with name Raichu. Feared Pikachu hid behind him. Ash touched the golden-cold handle and he felt an energy that flowed through his body. Pikachu didn’t go inside so he gave him an electric shock. ,,Pikachu!’’  He shouted angrily. At the same moment the doors shunt on the left side and a green light blinded them. 


A jako poslední...
ok není to cvičení, ale dopis :D
Trénovali jsme psaní dopisů a v rámci toho četli příběh, který vymyslel Mr.T a každý rok pak zbylo na studentech, aby pokračovali skrze další dopis... podle obsahu lze poznat, že se mi opravdu nechtělo vymýšlet nic extra... vlastně já vždy vymyslím něco morbidního, když jsme otrávená a nechce se mi xD

Mr. Taylor,


            We know where you live. We know your dog’s name. We know your name, and what are you doing right now! We know what you have done. We know where is your son Ben!
            You must stop contacting Wendy Martin! Cancel your invitation to your house. If you won’t cancel it, Wendy will be sent to Arabia to get married with a rich Arab sheikh as seventeenth wife.
If you will contact police we will cut Wendy into one hundred flavorous pieces, do the hot dog from your dog and then you will have a healthy acid bath.

Do you like it?

Sincerely,
You-don’t-know-who


P.S.: What a cute photo of Max and Ben, which we sent you with this letter. 


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