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giovedì 26 novembre 2015
Giraffe hero - Samantha Petersen
When kids enter adolescence, they are shy and they are feeling awkward about how they look.
But this was much harder for Samantha Petersen. This is why at age 11 was diagnosticated to her scoliosis, an abnormal curvature of the spine.
In August 2012, she was scheduled for surgery and her mother asked her if she could take a picture of her back.
When she saw the picture, she said that she didn't never see how beautiful she was.
After the surgery, Samantha's spine was stabilized and straight.
She launched a nonprofit organization to help those who aren't lucky as she's been.
But this was much harder for Samantha Petersen. This is why at age 11 was diagnosticated to her scoliosis, an abnormal curvature of the spine.
In August 2012, she was scheduled for surgery and her mother asked her if she could take a picture of her back.
When she saw the picture, she said that she didn't never see how beautiful she was.
After the surgery, Samantha's spine was stabilized and straight.
She launched a nonprofit organization to help those who aren't lucky as she's been.
★Happy New Year!☆
New Year's Eve is celebrated all over the world, but in different ways.
In London, people dance in Trafalgar Square and many jump into the square's famous fountain and there is also a spectacular fireworks display.
In Scotland, people clean their houses on December 31st, in Ireland they hit windows or doors with cakes. In Puerto Rico they throw buckets of water out of the windows and us, in Italy, throw dishes out of the window.
In Denmark people smash dishes out of their friend's houses.
There are also other traditions, for example: if you have money in your pocket on New Year's Eve, you will have money all year. In Italy we usually eat lentils and pigs' trotters.
In Greece, people eat a special cake: everyone has a slice, but only one person gets a piece with a coin in it.
In London, people dance in Trafalgar Square and many jump into the square's famous fountain and there is also a spectacular fireworks display.
In Denmark people smash dishes out of their friend's houses.
There are also other traditions, for example: if you have money in your pocket on New Year's Eve, you will have money all year. In Italy we usually eat lentils and pigs' trotters.
In Greece, people eat a special cake: everyone has a slice, but only one person gets a piece with a coin in it.
Instead, in Tibet a person receives a piece of coal and this person must eat it, because other Tibetans believe that this person has evil inside.
martedì 6 ottobre 2015
The Celts!
From around 750 BC to 12 BC, the Celts were the most powerful people in central and northern Europe.
People said that they were tall, with muscles, with their hair blond and they had moustaches that covered their mouth.
The Celts believed in many gods and goddesses, in fact they were over 400.
Many gods had no names and they lived in springs or woods.
The Celts believed that the human soul lived inside the head, so when people died, they cut off their heads and worshipped the skulls.
They believed also that the human soul had an afterlife, so when a person died they were buried with many things. Warriors were often buried with a helmet or a sword.
The Celts lived in scattered villages. The walls of their houses were made from local material and the houses had no windows, but there was a hole in the roof for escaping the smoke.
People said that they were tall, with muscles, with their hair blond and they had moustaches that covered their mouth.
The Celts believed in many gods and goddesses, in fact they were over 400.
Many gods had no names and they lived in springs or woods.
The Celts believed that the human soul lived inside the head, so when people died, they cut off their heads and worshipped the skulls.
They believed also that the human soul had an afterlife, so when a person died they were buried with many things. Warriors were often buried with a helmet or a sword.
The Celts lived in scattered villages. The walls of their houses were made from local material and the houses had no windows, but there was a hole in the roof for escaping the smoke.
martedì 29 settembre 2015
The Elephant!
Once upon a time, there was an elephant.
One day, the elephant went in the forest in search of friends. First, he saw a monkey on a tree and he asked her to be his friend, but she said that he was too big and he couldn't swing from trees.
Then, the elephant met a rabbit and he asked also to him if he wanted to be his friend, but the rabbit replied that he was too big for playing with him.
After that, he met a fox and he asked to her the same thing, but she said, like the monkey and the rubbit, that he was too big.
One day, the elephant saw all the animals ran out of the forest and he asked to a bear what was happening. The bear replied that, in the forest, there was a tiger that wanted to eat all the animals.
So, the elephant went in the forest and said to the tiger that he had to go away, he kicked him and the tiger ran away.
At the end, all the animals said to the elephant that he was just the right size to be their friend!
One day, the elephant went in the forest in search of friends. First, he saw a monkey on a tree and he asked her to be his friend, but she said that he was too big and he couldn't swing from trees.
Then, the elephant met a rabbit and he asked also to him if he wanted to be his friend, but the rabbit replied that he was too big for playing with him.
After that, he met a fox and he asked to her the same thing, but she said, like the monkey and the rubbit, that he was too big.
One day, the elephant saw all the animals ran out of the forest and he asked to a bear what was happening. The bear replied that, in the forest, there was a tiger that wanted to eat all the animals.
So, the elephant went in the forest and said to the tiger that he had to go away, he kicked him and the tiger ran away.
At the end, all the animals said to the elephant that he was just the right size to be their friend!
The story of Gelert!
Many years ago, in a castle in the county of Gwynedd, lived a prince called Llewelyn.
He loved his dog, that accompanied him everywhere. The prince had also a son, a swaddling babe whose mother had died in childbirth.
One day, Llewelyn and his men were preparing to go out hunting and the baby lay fast asleep in his cradle, that was covered with warm furs and Gelert stayed with the baby.
It was late when the prince returned home and he was tired, but as he entered the room he behed a terrible sight. Furniture lay upturned, tapestries had been ripped from their hangings and the baby’s cradle lay empty on the floor.
He looked down and he saw Gelert, so he killed the dog, thinking that he killed his son.
But, as the dog slumped to the ground, the prince heard a soft whimpering from behind the upturned cradle.
He picked up his son, alive, and he saw a huge wolf lying dead on the floor.
Then, he understood: Gelerts wanted to protect his son.
Gelert's body was buried outside the castle walls, close to the river.
The stone slab, inscribed with his name, still marks the grave and the village nearby still carries the name "Beddgelert" - Gelert's grave.
He loved his dog, that accompanied him everywhere. The prince had also a son, a swaddling babe whose mother had died in childbirth.
One day, Llewelyn and his men were preparing to go out hunting and the baby lay fast asleep in his cradle, that was covered with warm furs and Gelert stayed with the baby.
It was late when the prince returned home and he was tired, but as he entered the room he behed a terrible sight. Furniture lay upturned, tapestries had been ripped from their hangings and the baby’s cradle lay empty on the floor.
He looked down and he saw Gelert, so he killed the dog, thinking that he killed his son.
But, as the dog slumped to the ground, the prince heard a soft whimpering from behind the upturned cradle.
He picked up his son, alive, and he saw a huge wolf lying dead on the floor.
Then, he understood: Gelerts wanted to protect his son.
Gelert's body was buried outside the castle walls, close to the river.
The stone slab, inscribed with his name, still marks the grave and the village nearby still carries the name "Beddgelert" - Gelert's grave.
lunedì 25 maggio 2015
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