lunes, 25 de noviembre de 2013
jueves, 21 de noviembre de 2013
miércoles, 20 de noviembre de 2013
martes, 19 de noviembre de 2013
sábado, 9 de noviembre de 2013
sábado, 19 de octubre de 2013
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d27gTrPPAyk
Manners maketh man
IS CHIVALRY dead? I asked a group of women over dinner. The question provoked responses that were invariably electric, zealous and anecdotal.
Generally speaking, yes, chivalry is dead, or at least mortally wounded. You do catch very rare glimpses of it, but nowadays, the tipped hat has been knocked askew. Chivalry is as much in style as a pair of mustard-coloured thermals.
But the tragic thing about the demise of the decorous hat-tipping, arm-offering, fox-trot-dancing, car-door-opening breed of man is that we women only have ourselves to blame.
I have lost count of the number of men who have despondently explained why they no longer open doors, give up seats, automatically walk on the "accident and puddle"-prone side of the road or fight duels to the death with pistols over our honour, and all the other little chivalrous touches that used to make life so wonderful.
The reason: some Germaine Greer channelling, bra-burning "feminazi" scolded them for offering to help with her bags, or gave them an earful of abuse for insisting on paying for dinner.
Many men are afraid of engaging in chivalrous niceties for fear of being labelled a domineering chauvinist pig - or worse, a conservative.
Don't get me wrong, I admire my foremothers for fighting against discrimination, but gender differences should be celebrated. In other words, men must begin again to act like men, women like women.
I, for one, am sick of men barbarically shoving me out of the way, banging doors in my face and blatantly ignoring my quandary as I stand on the bus staggering and flushed like an alcoholic, while they keep their rears squarely planted in their seats.
However, I do feel genuinely sympathetic towards the modern man, because he has received such mixed signals in this post-feminist era and he can no longer be sure how a woman wishes to be treated.
Feminism in many ways complicated otherwise simple gestures, and the bedrock of manners and etiquette began to crack. Men just didn't know what to do any more.
It doesn't help that bootylicious babes such as Destiny's Child croon about being independent women, singing "I buy my own diamonds, and I pay my own bills" and then in their subsequent song reveal that, despite being stand-alone women, they still ultimately want a soldier: "I need a soldier that ain't scared to stand up for me, they wanna take care of me."
sábado, 5 de octubre de 2013
phrasal verbs
I. match the
verb and the preposition in order to make phrasal verbs. The object pronoun is
the word JACKET (it). Remember: these phrasal verbs are separable and the word
JACKET (or it) will come between the verb and the preposition. There is more
than one possible matching.
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PUT TAKE HANG TAKE PICK
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THE JACKET (IT)
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OFF ON UP DOWN
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II. Watch the video and check your answers.
sábado, 28 de septiembre de 2013
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Maroon 5 - She Will Be Loved
Beauty queen of only
eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else
I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times but somehow
I want more
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved
Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get insecure
It doesn't matter anymore
It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door's always open
You can come anytime you want
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved
I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls
Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
[in the background]
Please don't try so hard to say goodbye
Please don't try so hard to say goodbye
Yeah
[softly]
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Try so hard to say goodbye
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else
I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times but somehow
I want more
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved
Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get insecure
It doesn't matter anymore
It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door's always open
You can come anytime you want
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved
I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls
Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
[in the background]
Please don't try so hard to say goodbye
Please don't try so hard to say goodbye
Yeah
[softly]
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Try so hard to say goodbye
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