Oh, for millennia have not written anything worth publishing ... and this is no exception, but post it anyway XD. Is a paragraph that I had to write to my poor teacher nasty parsing, which did not occur as how to fill the last note that we had, made us do this silly job. Was to write a paragraph with the following words, using them in the same order:
Studies - fallacies - controversy - Lake - submission - interpretation - writing - talk - pain - pack - time - youth - wayward - momentarily - bank - ethics - union - true - stress - tenderness - language - session - American - casino - language .
I took a 6.8 (of 7.0) because the end was repulsive. "What did you expect the monster? We gave only a flat notebook, neither more nor less, to write, and already we had no time (or space) for anything better. Whateva '.
This ... thing ... I do belong. Although not think anyone desperate enough to want to copy it because it's last stalk and that bueh, hell with it.
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For the father, the investigation of his son, the nights of sleeplessness search responses, studies that he did not pay and the outcome of these, there were more than fallacies. Fallacies, yes, unnecessary controversy to an already battered like both. None of this is the ideal fit for so many years had built for his son, soon to build on the cottage which he grew up, gloomy forest and lake that received the stones so often fraught with frustration that the young cast in a gray day. The son looked at the landscape one last time, though not distressed to admit it, going through his memories in that town and the environment.
Submission! That would require her grandfather had been present. "Submission," was repeated with a bitter laugh, almost inaudible. His personality never achieve the full interpretation of this term, according to his father and grandfather, even though more than 20 years, the son tried, wherever possible, and follow not contradict its own principles at the same time. But he knew very well that none will ever forgive his current decision.
On the one hand, the child understand them. Had knowledge of the formation with which they had both grown up: the environment of rules and limitations present in his writing, speaking and thinking that, imagine the child with a mild chest pain because of the frustration that caused him such an idea, attacks like a pack ready to attack at any time and for any fault provisions. Yes, the child knew that was the only really right for them, and tried to get used to their point of view that I judged as part of the current youth mass shameful lack of future, as a child gave ; Scola and humiliating dominated by a momentary euphoria that diaa Diaye increasingly him away from the banks of the great river was for them ethics and morals, to remove it altogether from its bed and placed in the dark branches of folly, whose forests were within inches of such waters.
just needed to get a union in the chaos of their emotions, stay true to his principles as he had always done and ignore those who always managed to cause stress situations like this, to finally embrace the idea tenderness of his departure. A new world awaited him, a new language and unfamiliar terrain. Tedious interview sessions with the Americans looked like a bad memory. Soon that part of the continent would always boasted of being above their own. Seen coming forward when compared to the train station. "No casinos, my child," he gave as his mother last words through moistened eyes, as he grabbed his arm with both hands when he saw the train coming. The son opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Their eyes met with another glassy stare into the distance, his father, who completely froze all the blood from his body.
"That language always gets upset me father," he said smiling hours later, ignoring the pressure in your chest and letting the sound of the engine to continue burning the road after window.
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And that's it. Pretty lame, is not it? Bueh But, as I said, my brain was half (or a fourth, considering that the only human occupies half ...).
XD Au revoir
~ Ange
