What it is????

      Oh my God this place is use by all people in the university. I don't like visiting but for the necessity  I have to do it. This place smell very bad and in some occasion is a complete disaster. The place is divide in two. One is  from men and the other is from Woman!!!
What it is?

Yes, God saved our Lives~!~!~!

I remember that day like it was yesterday. I remember that day because is the day of my horrible car accident. My mom and I were going back to home when a car impact my car. It's an incredible scene I have in my mind. remember I felt my car flying in the air and I thought that was the end of my life. Quickly I started to run to check my mom and to sure that she was fine. When I  looked at my mother I see that she was outside of the car before me.

When I look my car I see that the person that impact me dragged my car to 22 feet  in street. I was surprised by everything that happened but I give thanks to God that he saved the life of my mom and me.  Finally thanks God for protect me and letting me know that always you are there.

Memoir "Elements of Poetry"

 Are you talking to me?

A couple of days ago,

my brother and I had the brilliant idea to go

to shopping at the mall "Plaza las Americas." 

When we arrived we walked around the mall. 

We visit all store from technology, clothing and food stores.

That day I had to buy the clothes for university. 

We visited all the shops and finally 

I decided to enter the store Aeropostal. 

I was surprised because they had low price in the clothing. 

When I went to pay a shirt in the box I see that the cashier is talking to me.

I was surprised but I started to talk with him. 

Then looks at me and he tells me that he was talking on a Bluetooth. 

 I laughed non-stop, while I felt embarrassed. 

 And finally I think that the technology that confused 

to other people should not exist 

because people do not know to whom you are speaking 

and this can be dangerous.

Monologue

Why? ENGLISH

English, an easy language? Yeah right. I still don't understand why it's so important to speak, and less in a place where the official language is Spanish. As if the English they teach you in school was good. From Kindergarten through high school teaching the same: mom, dad, cat, dog ... And then when you get to college you feel like you've wasted your time in school. Not to mention that you feel like on another planet with so many puertorican speaking English around you, or at least trying, because we hear so original speaking English. So that's all I have to say about English. 

 

°Monologue about my name°

      My name in Hebrew means "Gos's grace." My name Johnelle is by my grandfather. Since childhood my mother always called me "John" because is easier and shorter. If I had the opportunity to change my name would be by Gabriel. The name does not say who you are. It's your decision to choose who you want to be. Everyone has the power to choose your path. Since childhood the teachers always read and wrote my name wrong. In the certificates, in the lists, notes and everything always carry me name was misspelled. In part I'm lucky because my name in uncommon and rarely have I heard this name.