<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:01:30.686Z</updated><title type='text'>English tasks</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LoLLiPoP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07189501362551492786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284.post-6210672737302490530</id><published>2009-02-28T08:41:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-28T08:42:56.935Z</updated><title type='text'>My Opinion Essay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n my opinion it’s very important to stay informed, no matter if it’s by radio, TV or Internet, because I think that everyone should know what’s going on in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I’m convinced that news are more than only entertainment, because they are automatically an important part of our society. For example, when you hear about a tornado, which destroys a small area of the USA, then it’s in the most case a main issue and that’s exactly what people are talking about. You should have a certain knowledge in this world to speak and discuss with other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another point why I think that “staying informed” is very important is that we can also learn form the others. For instance, when you look at the news on TV and you see a report about genmanipulated food and how unhealthy it is than you can change your opinion and think “No, I don’t support such a bad investigation.” News can influence you, so that you have the choice if you think it’s good or bad. Therefore you will make your own ideas about many different issues and you automatically deal with your environment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also believe that it’s important to stay informed because of the history. News are like “mirrors” which tell us what we have done. So nobody can say “It’s not my problem what happened or what other people do” because we live all together in the same world so that we are automatically in connection. And it’s the duty of everyone to be informed about all these things I think. We are addicted to every human, because we are a part of a system and together we are the society who rules the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now when we are informed, we can make suggestions to solve a problem. TV, radio, Internet etc. give us the chance to rebel against things which we think are bad. News are for everyone – everyone can inform the others and everyone can get informed with them. I think it’s very important to have an own opinion today, because it’s the main part of how you are presented in the publicity. For example, when you apply for a new job and someone asks you some “current questions” for instance “Who is our new Bundeskanzler?” then you should know this, because otherwise it can be a little bit embarrassing and the chance to get the job becomes lower and lower. You also make no good impression when you’re not informed about the latest news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally I think that we should know the main things about what’s going on in the world, although the life goes on and on. We’re not alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words: 473&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1580134991087798284-6210672737302490530?l=englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6210672737302490530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1580134991087798284&amp;postID=6210672737302490530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/6210672737302490530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/6210672737302490530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-opinion-essay.html' title='My Opinion Essay'/><author><name>LoLLiPoP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07189501362551492786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284.post-7434338200130400021</id><published>2009-02-23T19:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-25T18:22:47.543Z</updated><title type='text'>My Table=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you look at this graph, you can see a curve which slightely goes up and down. There are the vertical y axis and the horizontal x axis. It shows us the "ganzrationale Funktion" and there are no other types of lines, only one curve and between -3 and -1 are an upward trend and between 0 and 2 are a downward trend over the period. This curve bounces up and afterwards it rallies down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;www.mathematik.net/ganzrationale-fkt/pg01s5p3.gif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1580134991087798284-7434338200130400021?l=englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/7434338200130400021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1580134991087798284&amp;postID=7434338200130400021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/7434338200130400021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/7434338200130400021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-table.html' title='My Table=)'/><author><name>LoLLiPoP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07189501362551492786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284.post-886684933038192357</id><published>2009-02-01T18:23:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:41:03.068Z</updated><title type='text'>Application</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mr. Michael Bean&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Emma Shop&lt;br /&gt;44 Flower Road&lt;br /&gt;Summerfield, SA 88248&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Mr. Bean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Application for the shop assistant position&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m writing to apply for the shop assistant position, advertised in the “Global Shop Times”.&lt;br /&gt;For the last four years I have been worked by “Cafe Cup” as a waitress and I’ve always tried to keep up with new develops in this gastronomic business. So one of my reasons for applying is that I want to work as something new. I think, as a shop assistant you’ve learning to handle with many different people and I always wanted such a job in normal society and I also like to deal with customers. So my personal qualities to do this job are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve done the exam at the “Global school of higher mathematic” so I have the full understanding in calculating&lt;br /&gt;I have a reputation for punctuality and the skill to convince other people&lt;br /&gt;Because of the job as a waitress I also learned how to work with stress and high pressure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be reached every time via my cell phone. Thank you for your time and consideration. I look forward to hearing from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sincerely yours... Sarah Morscher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encl.: CV, References&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1580134991087798284-886684933038192357?l=englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/886684933038192357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1580134991087798284&amp;postID=886684933038192357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/886684933038192357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/886684933038192357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/2009/02/application.html' title='Application'/><author><name>LoLLiPoP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07189501362551492786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284.post-2561221039301336238</id><published>2008-12-26T20:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-26T20:06:38.972Z</updated><title type='text'>Correction of the first exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Nowadays there are many products which promise us perfect beauty. Fashion, dieting, or a surgery- today you have a very wide choice. But what is the real price we have to pay for beauty? Are there any advantages or disadvantages?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I think there are some important disadvantages to this struggle. At first the risk of bodily harm. There could be a very bad surgeon who makes a botched job and so maybe you’re totally disfigured after such a surgery. In my point of view I also recognize many psychological problems, for instance the “body distortion”. Today also many people suffer from diseases, for example anorexia or bulimia, because they want to be perfect and don’t know that they destroy their own body. In my opinion there’s only a short distinction between the “idea of being beautiful” and the “madness of beauty”. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;But on the other hand there are also some important advantages to this struggle. At first the feeling of being accepted an integrated in our society. Fashion makes you feel more self-confident, therefore you’re also more relaxed, because you definitely know what not to wear. Disfigures like blemishes or scars…can be removed when you know what’s trendy. Fashion represents what you like or dislike and it shows also a little bit of your own individuality. In my opinion it’s very important how you look, because that’s what we see at first. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So all in all I think that everyone should do what he wants. In most case I like all people, no matter if they are fat or ugly-dressed. For me the character plays a central role, because only when someone wears a Nike T-shirt this doesn’t mean that he’s also a good friend. I personally believe that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1580134991087798284-2561221039301336238?l=englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2561221039301336238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1580134991087798284&amp;postID=2561221039301336238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/2561221039301336238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/2561221039301336238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/12/correction-of-first-exam.html' title='Correction of the first exam'/><author><name>LoLLiPoP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07189501362551492786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284.post-2978372996417109059</id><published>2008-12-05T16:17:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:29:27.881Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;BBC Campaign&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                                                  &lt;/span&gt;                                                      Wall Street 44a&lt;br /&gt;0879 London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sarah Morscher&lt;br /&gt;Blumenweg 4&lt;br /&gt;6988 Berlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:date style="font-family: georgia;" year="2008" day="5" month="12"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; December 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:date year="2008" day="5" month="12"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Dear BBC – Team!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Letter of complaint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The purpose why I write you is very simple to explain. I only want to complain about an advertisement that I saw on your channel yesterday. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;It was around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="23"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;11pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; when I watched your TV channel and I’m sorry to say this, but the advertisement about the new perfume “Love circle” really shocked me! It was like a short pornographically film and all the actresses were naked. Therefore I think this advertisement should be forbidden, because the women were represented in a very tasteless and humiliated way. Can you do anything about this?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I’m convinced that also many young people watch the BBC channel and I’m afraid of this, because, for example, a twelve year old boy shouldn’t see such a scene. In my opinion should be a ban on such provocative advertisement. I also believe that many people will get a wrong impression of women by seeing this spot.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Therefore I hope that you delete this advertisement about the perfume “Love circle”!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yours sincerely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sarah Morscher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1580134991087798284-2978372996417109059?l=englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2978372996417109059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1580134991087798284&amp;postID=2978372996417109059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/2978372996417109059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/2978372996417109059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/12/bbc-campaign-sarah-morscher-wall-street.html' title=''/><author><name>LoLLiPoP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07189501362551492786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284.post-4843385386278788196</id><published>2008-11-27T07:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-11-27T07:30:01.200Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Group 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;                         &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fashion isn’t Individuality = All are the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PRO:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You don’t have to think à Just buy what the others wear&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have to be terrified of discrimination, because others wear the same!&lt;br /&gt;You don’t need so many time in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;You just have more self confidence, because when you wear, what the others wear than you’re normally not an outsider!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CON:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; People buy exactly what the trend is looking for! à Loose your individuality!&lt;br /&gt;It’s a general flavour and not your own style!&lt;br /&gt;There are also many hanger-on’s!&lt;br /&gt;With the same clothes you can still be an outsider (e.g. school uniforms à can see poor and rich)!&lt;br /&gt;You can’t express yourself (your opinion)!&lt;br /&gt;Lower quality (clothes)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ADDITIONAL THOUGHTS:&lt;/span&gt; You can express your individuality also in other ways, for example, by the hair style…!&lt;br /&gt;It`s not sure that you loose your individuality only because you buy your clothes by “H&amp;amp;M”… (Character is also a part of your individuality)!&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone buys his clothes by “H&amp;amp;M”… à some people like, for example, label clothes…&lt;br /&gt;You can wear what you want; you just have to feel comfortable!&lt;br /&gt;You can get attention by clothes / your style!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Angela, Anja and Sarah.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1580134991087798284-4843385386278788196?l=englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4843385386278788196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1580134991087798284&amp;postID=4843385386278788196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/4843385386278788196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/4843385386278788196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/11/group-6-fashion-isnt-individuality-all.html' title=''/><author><name>LoLLiPoP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07189501362551492786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284.post-3147880131406799608</id><published>2008-11-21T18:43:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-21T18:47:00.530Z</updated><title type='text'>Countrylife vs. Citylife</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Nowadays many people, who are living in a country, want to have more action and entertainment, so they went to a city. But on the opposite there are also many people in a city, who want a life with more silence and more natural environment. In other words- they want to live on the countryside.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City versus country…which is the best place to live?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;There are many good aspects for living on the countryside. Firstly the good, clean and fresh air. In contrast to the city has the country no pollution and therefore also no exhaust fumes. So when you live in a country than you also live near the nature. Trees, fields and flowers would be a normal part in your daily lifetime. You also can go walking without seeing cars or anything like that. In most case you can live in a house with an own garden, so you have enough place to create your “own little paradise”. Living in a country means living in silence and in balance with the nature.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Now these arguments about the life in a country sounds nearly perfect…but for many people it’s definitive the wrong place to live. They want no silence and no nature…they want fun and action, nightlife and entertainment. So when you want all these things, then you must go to the city, because it differs a lot form a life in a country. In the city there are many, many shops and restaurants, bars and clubs. The selection of all this is much bigger than in a country. Therefore I understand people who want to live in a city because of the “boring” live in a country. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Now to conclude I think that every human has his own choice, if he wants to live in a country, near the nature, or in a city with full of action and entertainment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1580134991087798284-3147880131406799608?l=englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3147880131406799608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1580134991087798284&amp;postID=3147880131406799608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/3147880131406799608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/3147880131406799608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/11/countrylife-vs-citylife.html' title='Countrylife vs. Citylife'/><author><name>LoLLiPoP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07189501362551492786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284.post-6915101853644396870</id><published>2008-10-23T05:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-10-23T18:06:16.167Z</updated><title type='text'>My Style !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think my style is quite normally, although I like colourful clothes. I love all colours in composition, but the colour I`d like the most is violet, therefore I prefere clothes which are violet, no matter if it`s a trouser, a t-shirt or a beautiful dress. I`m not in a youth group and I also don`t call myself a hippie, a punk or something else. I have my own style, which changes from time to time a little bit, but the main thing for me is that the clothes should be comfortable so that I have a good feeling in it. I don`t like tops with bare midriffs or trousers at the halfmast. Shirts with long sleeves and jeans are my fondnesses and I also like pornaments, for example rings and necklaces. I have a piercing at the left side of my nose and after the matura I would like to have a little tatoo at my right shoulder. For me it`s okay when people have tatoos or piercings, because it`s their own thing how they want to look like. I love people who are a little bit crazy and wear dilly clothes. I think we need such people in the world, because otherwise it would be very boring when everyone wears the same like the others. In my opinion is every youth group interesting, because they all have a different ideology. For example the hippies. They are peaceful and friendly and no one hurt the others. I like them very much. And also the rastas are a very interesting youth group. I also like punks and gothics, although I`m a little bit afraid of them, because some punks are quite aggressive and some gothics had also a scary face. Nevertheless I accept every youth group, except skinheads. I don`t like their ideology and I also don`t like their characters and style, because they are racist and bad and that`s exactly the opposite of my opinion. I don`t want a war or a dictatur, I want a peaceful world, full of love. Mabye someday we achieve this ideology and the result would be a beautiful paradise. Therefore I like the song "Imagine" from John Lennon, because he sings exactly about such a world with love and happiness. I often listen to the Beatles, but my favourite song is from Scott McKenzie, called "San Francisco". I also listen to the music from "The Mamas and the Papas" or from "Simon an Garfunkel". Sometimes I also listen to house music, for instance Dj Antoine with his songs "Arabian adventure" or "Show me love". Now to conclude I think that every human has his own style and his own fondnesses, so we all differ form each other. But deep in our hearts we are nevertheless all the same.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1580134991087798284-6915101853644396870?l=englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6915101853644396870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1580134991087798284&amp;postID=6915101853644396870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/6915101853644396870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/6915101853644396870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-style.html' title='My Style !'/><author><name>LoLLiPoP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07189501362551492786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284.post-7133946143776759974</id><published>2008-05-15T17:34:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-05-15T17:40:03.928Z</updated><title type='text'>Book Review !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;“The Perks of Being a Wallflower” is an epistolary novel written in the 1990s by the novelist Stephen Chbosky. He was born in 1970 and grew up in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;Pittsburgh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;. Chobsky studied to be a screenwriter at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt; of  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;Southern   California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today he lives in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;New   York City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;, and&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  “The Perks of Being a Wallflower” is his only novel.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;The story takes place in a country of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;Pittsburgh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt; in 1991. The leading actor is a boy named Charlie who tells us in many letters how it’s like to grow up in high school. He’s confronted with many conflicts, like the first trip on LSD or the first date with a girl. In high school he got friends like Sam, Patrick and Mary Elizabeth. With this people starts a new episode for him. But nevertheless plays “being an outsider” always a central role. He’s not actually involved in things, but he recognizes a lot. For instance, things that people want to hide or feel ashamed about it. But on the contrary he doesn’t know that he also takes a problem around.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;All in all I like this book very much, because many emotions are mixed together. Sometimes it’s very sad, but later on, it turns into very funny. While I was reading, I sometimes compared my personality with Charlie’s. So I could understand what he really feels. First I thought it’s a kind of boring book, but later on, it turns into a very interesting story. Everytime I wanted to know how it ends. Honestly, it’s one of the best books I’ve ever read. It’s a pity that Chobsky wrote only this book.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;W &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; r &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;d &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; :  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;2 &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1580134991087798284-7133946143776759974?l=englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/7133946143776759974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1580134991087798284&amp;postID=7133946143776759974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/7133946143776759974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/7133946143776759974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/05/book-review.html' title='Book Review !'/><author><name>LoLLiPoP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07189501362551492786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284.post-9028963097642614671</id><published>2008-05-15T17:28:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-05-15T17:33:45.293Z</updated><title type='text'>Describing Charlie !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Charlie is a very shy boy. Many pupils in high school called him “Outsider” or “Wallflower”. He’s honest and also very clever, because he ended up with straight A`s the first school year. I think he recognizes many things that people want to hide, like when his father was crying after the M*A*S*H movie and he saw him in the kitchen. Charlie is very sentimental and sometimes he gets to a point where none of all seems real to him. He just opens his eyes and sees nothing. I believe that he’s a little bit crazy too, but I can understand what he feels. His favourite band is called “The Smiths” and he likes to make mix tapes for his friends or to eat with fingers and off napkins. He loves his parents and his grandmother very much, but the most favourite person was his aunt Helen. His birthday is also very special, because it’s on the 24&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of December. At this day, the whole family puts luminaria up to the street, what he really likes to do. In his letters he also tells us that he likes Brandy and Twinkies and reading books and music magazines. He often reads a book once again, for instance, “To kill a Mockingbird”. His family is consisting of an older brother, an older sister, three cousins from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Ohio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;, two aunts and one uncle. There is also a grandfather in old people’s home and a grandmother, who bakes the best cookies. So all in all I think he’s a very great boy, although they call him “Wallflower”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1580134991087798284-9028963097642614671?l=englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/9028963097642614671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1580134991087798284&amp;postID=9028963097642614671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/9028963097642614671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/9028963097642614671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/05/describing-charlie.html' title='Describing Charlie !'/><author><name>LoLLiPoP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07189501362551492786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284.post-2555952696486462463</id><published>2008-05-04T17:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-05-04T17:11:06.234Z</updated><title type='text'>ESSAY CORRECTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today people are alarmed about all the violence in our society and in the media. Many experts are wondering why it is increasing and they are searching for some solutions. I will address these issues.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I totally agree with Medved when he exposes the four big lies of the media. It simply isn’t true that violent movies are just harmless entertainment and don’t influence society, says Mr. Medved, a British author. And I claim he’s right, because he also gave a convincing example. “On the one hand it doesn’t influence everybody, but on the other hand this does not mean that it doesn’t influence anybody”, he said. For instance a young couple who shot two people, because they saw the film “Natural Born Killers” and thought it was a great movie. And I also thought, duty like Mr. Medved that this couple are nit the only copycat killers out there. Another point is that movie industries suggest that the violence that we see in TV is like the daily violence around us. Mr. Medved talked to a crowd of people who ever witnessed a murder and only one hand went up. Then he asked who recently witnessed a murder on TV- and everybody put their hand up. So this short demonstration shows that real life is no part of a &lt;st1:place&gt;Hollywood&lt;/st1:place&gt; movie. And therefore I agree with Michael’s opinion. Nevertheless, the film industry often says that they only give the public what they want. However Mr. Medved doesn’t understand why they praise the violent stuff and not the family entertainment. And he’s right, because I also think that it will be more important to praise the family entertainment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now why I think there’s so much violence in our world is, because I think that violence is something that we learn. We hear about it, see it and imitate it. So for me it’s a product of a learning process. Many people learn not to hurt others, but to take it out on things, for example, slam the door. But likewise we can also find harmless ways of acting out our violence, for example in sport. In addition, I also think that violence is a little bit an instinct which we all have, because it’s necessary for survival and always with us. In contrast to these arguments, many scientists say that violence is a result of frustration. When we don’t get what we want, we become frustration and then it will turn into violence. I think that’s not true, because everybody can control himself and we forget very fast what we want but don’t get. So all in all I think that violence is a feeling which we all have.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Many theories claim that children get more violent and that’s simply true. Vandalism and burglary has dropped since 1997 and the most important thing in helping children reject violence is the family life. There should also be more punishment for people who sell alcohol to children, says the “Commission for children and violence”. Alcohol also increases the violent attendance drastically. There should be also a better social environment in which the children can grown-up in peace.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;So all in all I don’t think that the world will turn better, because it’s too late. There’s too much destroyed by us human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;:&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1580134991087798284-2555952696486462463?l=englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2555952696486462463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1580134991087798284&amp;postID=2555952696486462463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/2555952696486462463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/2555952696486462463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/05/essay-correction.html' title='ESSAY CORRECTION'/><author><name>LoLLiPoP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07189501362551492786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284.post-5935571163102643307</id><published>2008-02-21T18:54:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-02-21T19:12:24.617Z</updated><title type='text'>The Pro/Con Essay !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Violence is such a big part in our society. Today you can see it also in many films. But would it be better when we ban on violence in movies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Many professors talks about the violence theory, on what they mean “imitation”. For example a ten year old boy who watches such violent films every day, cannot really estimates these scenes which he finds “very cool and exciting”. So at least he also wants to be such a “fighter” but he can’t see the consequences, because he lost his feeling for reality. And I think this is what the professors mean, when they talk about the violence theory. Like fiction turns into cruel reality. I also don’t like such aggressive violent films and furthermore is so much violent not realistic anyway. And however, non violent films, I think, are successful too. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;But in contrast to all these arguments are nevertheless many people against such a ban. Because also most films are so unrealistic that a normal person doesn’t copy it. For example “Rambo” (The film runs in many cinemas since last month). Another reason against such a ban is also that we don’t turn into a non-violent society just because we don’t show violence. Because violence is not only in films, you can see it also in your daily life, maybe on the street or in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So all in all it’s nevertheless a tender subject and I’m convinced that the world will not be better, despite without violent films.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words: 255&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1580134991087798284-5935571163102643307?l=englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5935571163102643307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1580134991087798284&amp;postID=5935571163102643307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/5935571163102643307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/5935571163102643307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/02/procon-essay.html' title='The Pro/Con Essay !!'/><author><name>LoLLiPoP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07189501362551492786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284.post-5173362542672761246</id><published>2007-12-12T20:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-12T20:32:26.447Z</updated><title type='text'>TASK 2     LOVE !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now I will explain you the contrasts and similarities between Ishmael Chamber`s relationship with Hatsue when he was a child, a grown-up man and at the end of the novel. The trial against Kabuo was in the winter 1952. Ishmael, the local reporter, saw Hatsue after fourteen years again and he reminded the earlier time. He knew that this fourteen years have changed a lot since they spent their time together under the cedar tree. It was a lucky time for them, although the parents were not allowed to find out their relationship, because Hatsue is a Japanese and should love a real Japanese boy. Now this is why it was a secret love. Later on, Hatsue leaved America due to the second world war. But nevertheless Ishmael felt the ditto lovely feeling for Hatsue in all his tree periodes (as a child, a grown-up and also at the end of the novel). He couldn`t forget her, neighter when she leaved America, nor she married Kabuo. So in contrast with Ishmaels true feelings was this relationship for Hatsue only a short childhood love. Because on the one hand she thought at the beginning of their relationship that she loved Ishmael, but on the other hand she ran away, when Ishmael asked her to marriage him. I also think that Ishmael never overcame his love to Hatsue, because he never had a girlfriend between this time when Hatsue leaved America. So when Ishmael saw her at the trial, she didn`t want to talk with him. First he couldn`t understand this, although that she wrote him a letter for many years and told him in this that she never want to see him again. And so the contact broken totally. Mabye she was afraid of him and his feelings, because she knew that he still loved her. Likewise when Ishmael was a child and Hatsue leaved America, he wanted also at the end of the novel to feel her body a last time. He was full of longing and he was also happy to see her at the trial again. I also think that he would have this longing forever, because Hatsue was his first big love. And you can see at the end of the novel very clearly that he really loved Hatsue, because he helped her to absolve her husband Kabuo. So that I will call true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wörter: 360&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1580134991087798284-5173362542672761246?l=englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5173362542672761246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1580134991087798284&amp;postID=5173362542672761246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/5173362542672761246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/5173362542672761246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/12/task-2-love.html' title='TASK 2     LOVE !'/><author><name>LoLLiPoP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07189501362551492786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284.post-4616199459786138510</id><published>2007-12-01T10:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-01T10:45:07.443Z</updated><title type='text'>TASK 2 CORRECTION OF THE FIRST ENGLISH EXAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I think art is quite relative and for each human differently. Maybe for some people this picture is art, but for me it’s a normal snapshot, nothing else. In my opinion you must see art in conjunction with skill, because otherwise every human can say that he creates art, although it’s only a little red point on a canvas. So when I look at this photograph a second time then it conveys me the impression of working in the garden, but not of being an artwork. Everybody can create such a photograph, and I think an artwork should be something special. So all in all it’s just a pretty picture for me, nothing else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wörter: 120&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1580134991087798284-4616199459786138510?l=englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4616199459786138510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1580134991087798284&amp;postID=4616199459786138510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/4616199459786138510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/4616199459786138510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/12/task-2-correction-of-first-english-exam.html' title='TASK 2 CORRECTION OF THE FIRST ENGLISH EXAM'/><author><name>LoLLiPoP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07189501362551492786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284.post-6802145754060133112</id><published>2007-11-17T16:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-17T16:57:28.775Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 28pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Edwardian Script ITC&amp;quot;; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The beyond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 28pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Edwardian Script ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I believe in re-incarnation and so I think that the beyond is only a short stop between the life before and the next life. Your body will stay at the earth, but your soul will fly up into a big saloon, where all angels waiting for you and god with your guardian angel will be sitting in front of you. Then god will turn on a video projector and so you can see how you lived your life. You will see your good and bad days, your emotions and your mistakes, which you have done&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in your life. And so, when the video will be over, god will stay up and tells you his opinion about the way you lived your life. Later on, he will decide with your guardian angel&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;if you must go to earth as a human once more or if you can go on to the heaven. I don’t believe in a hell with devils and zombies, because I think it’s hard enough when god will sent you back to earth once more. So for me the beyond is like an exam, for example, when you were a very bad human, like an egoist, you must come back and correct what you have done so badly. But when you were a good human and didn’t harm someone other, then you will pass the exam and you can go on to the heaven, the last level which is also the most beautiful place anywhere.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Wörter: 245&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1580134991087798284-6802145754060133112?l=englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6802145754060133112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1580134991087798284&amp;postID=6802145754060133112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/6802145754060133112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/6802145754060133112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/11/beyond-i-believe-in-re-incarnation-and.html' title=''/><author><name>LoLLiPoP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07189501362551492786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284.post-8598031505922083466</id><published>2007-09-25T17:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-25T17:32:43.068Z</updated><title type='text'>Dear Adam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I read this report and I agree with the opinion from the museum, because I also think that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Britain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; is a land of free speech. So everybody can say what he like or dislike. I also think that Giuliani is a little bit unfair, because he exaggerated, when he withheld the funding from the museum, only because he disliked the painting. It’s difficult to explain, but I think art is relative and for each human differently. So on the one hand I like art that “shocks”, but on the other hand I’m totally against “tasteless” art like an expression, which was called “Chinese, Synthese, Leberkäse”, showed last year in the KUB Bregenz. Art that “shocks” me is, for example, a picture as big as a house or a very beautiful song. So this art shocks me positive, in contrast to the “tasteless” art, which shocks me negative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;141 Wörter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: webdings;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1580134991087798284-8598031505922083466?l=englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/8598031505922083466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1580134991087798284&amp;postID=8598031505922083466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/8598031505922083466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/8598031505922083466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/09/dear-adam.html' title='Dear Adam!'/><author><name>LoLLiPoP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07189501362551492786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284.post-496596665259906154</id><published>2007-05-01T15:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-01T15:31:01.709Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:180%;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;  The big exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:180%;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;The final exam to become teacher was on a hot, dry summer day in the middle of August. I was one of the examiner and the pupils liked me very much, because I never gave them any homework. The exam began at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;st1:time hour="8" minute="0"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;8 o’clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:180%;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; in the morning and all pupils were on time. I knew that they were very nervous, because the examing board, which included Mr. Hellfil, Mrs. Breaksmith and me, were very strict. Mr. Hellfil was an angry old teacher like Mrs. Breaksmith and I knew that they didn’t like me, because I was very young and modern. So Jane Eyre, a very clever girl, was examined first. I looked at her testimony and I wondered, because I`ve never seen such a good certificate. “Hello, I’m Jane Eyre from the Lowood Institution,” she said. Her dress was simple and she seemed very nervous. I looked at her for a long time, during Mr. Hellfil asked her many questions. She replied very slowly and considered a lot, but her eyes showed sign of tension. Suddenly the bell rang and the first part of the exam was finished. In the pause we corrected the exam and deliberated a long time about her performance, but she gave only right answers and so she was positive. The next part, which was also the last part of the exam, was more difficult than the first part, because she must write an interpretation about the school. Jane wrote very fast, because she only had one hour to finish. After this hour, the bell rang again and the whole exam was completed. “Ok, Miss Eyre the time is over. Please, sit on this chair and wait,” said Mrs. Breaksmith. After one hour we came back. “Congratulation Miss Eyre. Now you are a teacher. Here is your certificate. Well done, all answers were right,” I said. “Thank you very much. It was always my big dream to become teacher,” she said. Then she stood up, opened the door and went outside. “All the best for your future,” I shouted to her. For a moment she turned around and waved goodbye. Then she walked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wörter: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 177pt; text-indent: 35.4pt; font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:180%;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1580134991087798284-496596665259906154?l=englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/496596665259906154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1580134991087798284&amp;postID=496596665259906154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/496596665259906154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1580134991087798284/posts/default/496596665259906154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englishtask-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/05/chapter-12.html' title=''/><author><name>LoLLiPoP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07189501362551492786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580134991087798284.post-2024241587614333823</id><published>2007-03-17T16:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-21T17:37:18.281Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Welcome to the CNB-evening talk with Carla Columna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;C(Carla): Good evening and hello to my new guest, Jimmy Folko. Jimmy, today we talk about your latest novel “Hard times or my grandfather’s childhood”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; But what does it means? Can you tell us more about it?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;J(Jimmy): Sure I can. The novel is about my grandfather who was born in 1839 at the beginning of the Victorian times and his life was very hard. His parents were very poor and so he started to work when he was five years old. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;C: What was his job?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;J: Oh, he did various kinds of jobs, but many of them were unpleasant and dangerous. Sometimes he worked in a coal mine to push trucks of coal to the surface only by the light of a candle. Later he got ill, but he had to carry on with his work.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;C: Oh dear, it’s very cruel.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;J: Yes, it is. But later on he leaved the coal mine, because he had to sweep the chimneys. So he climbed up to the roofs every day. It was really dangerous, because many friends of him died at this job. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;C: It’s so tragically.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;J: Yes, but the hardest moment for him was when his parents died. So he was taken to his grandparents, where he could sleep and eat and the important thing: He could go to the village school near by the church, because his grandparents were rich. It was a strict school, where boys and girls were separated. But my grandfather liked the school very much, although the teacher could hit the pupils with a can or a ruler if they didn’t listen to him. One day my grandfather unintentional made an inkblot on the paper and the teacher hit him so much that he couldn’t go to school for three days.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;C: Oh my god.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;J: On the one hand it was terrible, but on the other hand my grandfather loved lessons like technology, maths and science. And he also had an advantage opposite the girls, because boys were more important in the Victorian times than girls.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;C: It’s very unfair. But what did your grandfather in his leisure?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;J: He played with other kids football on the street and the football was made from old rags. They also had marbles and hoops and ones a month came an organ player with a monkey in the little village and the children were very glad. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;C: Your grandfather had an interesting life, Jimmy, but we shouldn’t sell more about your novel, because the people should read it themselves.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;J: Yes, its true. Thank you that I could be here, Miss Carla.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;C: Thank you too for this interesting interview, Mr. Folko.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;So that was the CNB-evening talk with Carla Columna. 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