Is this love? (by Milagros)

This is the story about my sick love.

I'm not a sensible person, so when I fall in love, I get crazy...

Everything began at my work. I worked as a delivery-boy in a pizza shop. One day I took a pizza to an old house, old but nice. A blond-haired young woman lived there. I loved delivering pizzas to Roxanne. Some months later we started going out. I deeply fell in love with her. I loved her so much that I started controlling all the things she did - where she went, who with, when she came back, everything. I was obsessed with her, and sometimes I hit her so much that she burst into tears. She became afraid of me. When I realised what was happening, I had no cure, I could not turn back time. Everything was lost. What I thought it would be a perfect relationship, became an awful situation that nobody could fix.

One day she came with her pretty eyes full of tears and said to me: -'We have to break up'. I became very angry, and before I could hit her, she wasn't there.

What I wanted to protect to be mine, now has left...

Teenagers, alcohol and drugs (by Nicole)

Nowadays, most teenagers in Argentina go with friends to discos to dance and have fun. In many places, they sell alcohol to teenagers under 18, and when they don't, these teenagers go to any house to drink something before going to dance or anywhere. They do it to have fun and laugh a while s;ome others do it to forget their personal problems. The thing is to drink properly and controlled so that you know what you are drinking and are aware of what you do. 

On the other hand, we have the teenagers that consume drugs. A few do it to have fun in a different way, but mostly it is related to their own problems. They usually start buying drugs at the age of 16-18. They know where to buy them because the friends consume drug too. The main problem is that they like it and they get addicted to it. They consume cheap and easy-to-find drugs. 

The best thing you can do if you know someone or a friend who is being in this situation, is to help him think about the future physical and socials problems and if after trying this you don't see any change, try with professional help.

Happy Seasons!

To all the people who were part of this blog in one way or another, I want to thank you for your time and dedication to make it real :)

I wish you Happy Holidays and a fantastic New Year!!

May 2013 be full of good moments 

All the best,

Miss Corina  

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There are still some pending posts that will be published during the following weeks. They, as well as those already published, were done during the 2012 school year and were part of a project I carried out with a group of students. Although we will not continue working together from now on, it would be nice if anyone wants to continue publishing in this blog and extending the "Greenfield Roots". Greetings to all of you and, once again, thanks for sharing this interesting blog with us!

The Earth and its two moons (by Lucas)

'Earth may have once had two moons, but one was destroyed in a slow-motion collision that left our lunar current orb lumpier on one side than on the other', scientists say.

Astronomers have long been puzzled by the differences between the side of the moon that always faces the Earth (near side) and the side that always faces away (far side). The topography of the near side is relatively low and flat, while the other is high and mountainous .

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For the theory to work, the smaller moon must have crashed into the larger one at about 4,400 miles (7,081 kilometers) an hour. 

"This is the slowest possible collision the two massive bodies could have if they fell into each other’s gravity," explained study co-author Erik Asphaug,  a planetary scientist at the University of California, Santa Cruz (UCSC). But such a collision would have left the far side splattered with especially hard rocky materials that now form the current lunar highlands.

According to the theory, the two moons coexisted peacefully for about 80 million years, each in its own stable orb, but a gravitational problem may have affected and made them crashed. The moons were the same colour and composition, but one was about three times larger than the other.

Remember that this is just a theory, not necessarily a fact, so, what do you think?

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The Last Supper (text by Lucas and illustration by Ramiro)

The Last Supper

‘Hurry up, Peter! Your uncles are about to arrive!’ said his father. ‘Welcome, John! Your brother is here.’

While the guests were arriving, Peter was spicing the barbecue. He was then called by his uncle Pope, ‘Peter, come here to say hello to your uncle!’

Peter spiced the barbecue in a hurry and he didn’t realize he had made a terrible mistake...

‘Hi Pope! How are you?’

‘Fine, but a bit hungry.’

‘So let’s go to eat... dinner is ready.’

A few minutes later, everyone was sitting at the table, laughing and talking. They were served the spiced tasty barbecue. Half an hour later the dishes were empty.

‘Time for dessert,’ said John, but when he stood up he felt a terrible stomachache and fell down, dead.

Uncle Pope started coughing, as well as aunt Mary. The night was filled with coughing and desperation. To Peter’s surprise, everyone fell dead into their dishes. Panic invaded his body, so he stood up to ask for help. It was at that moment when he saw at a glance the empty bottle of the ‘spice’.

‘Rat poison??’ he whispered. Suddenly, he started coughing...

NOTE: The previous story and illustration were submitted to the "Cuentos de mi Ciudad" Contest, organised by The Bristish Council and KEL Ediciones.

Truck Lights (text by Camila G. and illustration by Ailén)

Truck Lights

We were about to go on a school camp. Everything was prepared and we were all ready to have a great time.

About an hour after the school bus had started the trip, we heard a loud noise and we were blinded by the lights of a truck coming in the opposite direction. What a fright!

When we arrived, everything was very silent and it seemed that nobody lived there. Our teacher had told us she would give us some time to explore the area, so I started walking towards a place that called my attention. I entered the building and found many files with names on it including mine. I couldn't help opening it. The first page showed me when I was born - what a nice baby! The following pages showed my childhood and as I looked at the photos, I remembered all those nice moments I had spent next to my family and friends. The last page took me by surprise... it explained that the school bus in which we were traveling had crashed into a truck on the way to the camp.

At that moment I realized I was dead.

 

NOTE: The previous story and illustration were submitted to the "Cuentos de mi Ciudad" Contest, organised by The Bristish Council and KEL Ediciones.

Not an Easy Job (text by Agostina and illustration by Liliana)

Not an Easy Job

It was Friday 13th and although Paco, the famous postman of the neighborhood, wasn't superstitious, there was a different day awaiting him...

He was given an important parcel to deliver, so he took it and started his way to the address written on it. When he was riding his bike, a dog bit off part of his trousers because they smelt of barbecue. A few blocks ahead, a car drove past quickly and splashed him with the dirty water of the street corner.

When he thought things couldn't get worse, it started raining, so he had to stay under a tree until it stopped. An hour later, he got a puncture on his bike. Although he knew the neighborhood very well and had been delivering mail for years, he couldn't find the address.

When he finally got there, he wasn't surprised to find there was no one at home.

From that day on, he takes a rabbit's food and some garlic with him while wearing his clothes inside out on Fridays 13th - just in case!

NOTE: The previous story and illustration were submitted to the "Cuentos de mi Ciudad" Contest, organised by The Bristish Council and KEL Ediciones.