My exchange student friend.

One of my Spanish friends came back from her holiday in England yesterday, she was staying with an English family and here is her opinion:
The family were very bad cooks!- they gave her cans of baked beans for lunch and they gave her rice, mince and… Baked beans!
She told me that two of the things that she learnt the most were how to be very polite and how to hug- in Spain when people give food, the receiver isn’t expected to say thankyou, but in England pleases and thankyous are very important! And in Spain people welcome others with two kisses but in England people are more into hugging!
She also said that she was wearing jeans and jumpers outside and inside. She was even wearing plastic bags around her feet to not get them
Muddy! (she was boiling when she got back home).
She told me that her family were very strange… She only saw the teenage girl
Twice and all she said was ‘hi’, and the rest of the family didn’t talk to her so she didn’t learn a lot of English there.
There were loads of things that she LOVED like: Shops- HMV, Harrods, Hollister, Primark, Gap… Landmarks: Big Ben, Westminster Abbey, London tower…
So she had a big experience and she is happy to hear Spanish again!

Mediterranean food.

A few years ago the food that I ate changed quite a bit. When I was younger my mother would cook a lot of varied, healthy food, but since our big move to Spain my diet changed quite a bit. In England I would eat sheppards pie, lentils, Indian style rice, and lots of cooked food as my family have always believed in eating a lot of varied food to lead a healthier lifestyle.
All of my friends think that English people eat too much of what will make us unhealthy and overweight- and my attempts of proving them wrong usually fail. I guess that there are a lot of English people who eat as they shouldn’t be eating… But here is my opinion on Spanish food:
My mother has always added a lot of colour into our food, but in Spain the majority of the food is white or yellow! For example: they eat a lot of potatoe, bread, egg, rice, fish, etc.
The other day was my friends’ aunts birthday so I went along to keep her company, so we had dinner and the first thing that they bought out were prawns, lobsters and other fish, and then they bought out sausages, ham, steaks and other meats, and at the end they bought out potatoes, bread and a sponge cake, so they also eat a lot of meat!
There were loads of old people there and they kept on shoving piles of baby cows heads and snails onto my plate and saying that I had obviously never tried it because I was English, and at the end, I said that I was vegetarian! The whole table was staring at me as if I was from a different planet!
So my opinion is this: the Spanish know how to cook what they cook but they aren’t prepared to try other things and experiment. Also, there is a lack of colour and variety:)

My family experience.

The other night my family decided on going to a restauraut with some coupon things that we got from some website…
So we gave directions to the taxi driver and we ended up in the port. We looked around us and we saw the restaurant- it was in a nightclub… My sis and I stayed in the gate until our parents had gone in to ‘investigate’…
This nightclub is a very big thing in the city, so there were a lot of teenagers all dolled-up! So we went in and it turned out that we had to pay for our meal even though we had these coupons… So Mum phoned up the coupon company and she had a go at them saying: we weren’t supposed to pay a penny! And they said: you’re supposed to be in a cinema with tickets of your choice, and Mum said: ok, so that explains the disco balls and the party atmosphere yeeeh… And this guy said: at least you have a free entrance ticket to the nightclub! And Mum said: we have two small children with us and we are wearing jeans and old t-shirts!! In the end they gave us a free meal, cinema tickets and… A dance…
The highlight of the night were two kittens jumping up onto the table and eating our food, adorable;)

More dreams.

More dreams!

Other nightmares that I had were about a witch! I think that the dreams were inspired from Hansel and Gretal- a cottage in the middle of nowhere with a horrible, old witch!
We were a group of kids who wanted adventure so everyday we went to this cottage. I think that we must of forgotten about the horrible witch who did horrible things to us, because we went to the cottage everyday as if nothing had happened! I only really remember the last dream of this witch. It was at night time, the witch promised that she would be nice to us and that she wouldn’t eat us… Soo she turned off all the lights and she told us to close our eyes… And she said: I have a surprise for you! (she was holding a large metal container) and I said- I bet it’s our heads.” And it turned out to be a big cake with balloons and party accessories hehe!
Weird…
I didn’t draw this dream, but to picture it… The witch looked like a skinny old hag with skin of a roasted turkey and she had feather hair…?
The rest of my nightmares were really loud noises that I experienced when I was awake and strange sightings.
Sweet dreams:)

My dreams.

When I was younger I dreamt A LOT. These days I just dream about things that bother me but there isn’t any adventure anymore:(. For a whole entire year I was having horrible nightmares and I remember hating going to sleep because I was scared.
When I was small (around 7 or 8 years old) I used to have dreams and when I woke up, I would draw them! I was looking back on some old sketches and I remembered some of my dreams (well it was a series of dreams from the same category)… They started by me on my own or with someone, I can’t remember clearly, and we/I walked through an old battered castle door and at my feet was a dungeon with poor, helpless people… Anyway, as I was walking into the hall there was a large sitting room with an enormous red (very posh) couch. On this couch layed an older woman and she was holding some kind of cocktail in her hand. I kept on walking through the sitting room and at the end there was a door. As I was walking through this door I could hear whispering coming from the vent just above the door frame. The dream ended there, but only for that night. Each night (this went on for about a week) there was a different monster. On the last night there was a crocodile trying to eat me but he couldn’t get to me because of cocktail glasses inbetween us and of course, crocodiles don’t wear shoes! I remember looking up and seeing someone and he was telling me to hold onto a telephone wire so he could pull me up to safety. Maybe I had pigeon feet/hands?!
(That’s where that dream ended). I will share the next dream in a couple of days:)

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School.

Blog about SCHOOL!

School’s out!! But most of us are still thinking about it because we have stacks and piles of homework 😦
Summer should be a time for relaxing and having a nice time with family and friends! Don’t you teachers understand that?!
I know that we have to remember everything that we have been doing throughout the year but still…
In school you get lots of different types of teachers such as: the really nice ones who know how to smile (this is rare), the ones that are just about as bored as the students, the ones that only give out homework and not much class, the ones that don’t know how to spell and have confusing handwriting, etc.. etc..etc..
But the ones that annoy me are the ones that can never remember my name! I guess that this could be because i have an English name and i live in Spain… But if I take the time to learn their names then they should learn my name and not call me “the English one”.
I remember a few years back there were debates about bringing back the cane 😦 i don’t think it streched any further than teachers discussing the matter but it COULD come back. When I was younger there were quite a few things that I would of been punished by the cane like: writing rude comments in the guest comment book, pressing the print button hundreds of times, and when the copies came out I chucked them out the window and some down the toilet! … There were more things but it’s best that they stay a secret.
But school is over now until september… YAY! So I can forget about teachers and waking up early!