Vincent van Gogh was born at Holand 1853. His father was Theodore and he worked in a church. His mother was Anna. When he was 8 years old he went to the local school near his house. After he had finish school his uncle helped to get his first job and he worked in his art gallery. He really didn’t know what he wanted to do. He became a teacher in a boarding school in England. He taught French, Germany and even English but there he taught a maths lesson. He was done panter. After some years he started drinking, cut his ear and he killed himself!
How are things? How’s your family? I hope you’re all well!!! In this blog, I will talk about two things. First, I would like to thank you for all your kind words and I know they are from deep inside. You will remain my friend whatever happens. Second when it comes to the blog that’s a brilliant idea. I had been thinking about it a long time ago but I wasn’t sure about what we could write about. In your last blog, you wrote that we can say about the KENTERIS English language school. That’s a cool idea but I have written about this subject in the past so I have another suggestion: We can write about our teacher, Mrs Vicki and I think we have a lot of wonderful and nice things to say about her.
I like lessons at kedu English school because I love meeting with my friends. Also, I like playing games on dictation and I love writing on the board.
I like online lessons because I stay at home and I don’t have to go out. Also, I love chat dictation and online games we play with Miss Vicky.
I prefer online lessons because I love using the computer and I don’t have to go out when it’s raining or it’s cold.
Hi guys! How are things? I hope you’re well!!! Today I want to talk to you about a story of a young autistic boy called Ali. That story happened in Turkey many years ago, so don’t worry if you haven’t ever heard any name of the story. First, I want to tell you some specialities that the autistic people and especially Ali have: First, they don’t want anybody to touch them (the single person that Ali wanted to touch him was his brother), they can’t defend themselves, they don’t talk a lot, they all are genius and they want you to take care of them, to have faith to them. Nobody wanted Ali. Neither his classmates nor his parents. The single person that was taking care of him, that had faith to him was his brother. Ali loved him and his brother was doing whatever he could to see Ali happy. After a lot of time, Ali and his brother had an accident which costed his brother’s life. After that Ali’s parents took him to an orphanage. When Ali was a little child he wanted to be a surgeon and he had promised to his brother that he would be. And he managed it. He studied a lot and when a surgeon, doctor Adil visited him at the orphanage he became surprised. When Ali grew up doctor Adil who was taking care of him took him to the hospital he was working at to be the helper of another doctor, doctor Ferman. At first, nobody wanted him again except for a woman, doctor Nazli. After a long time they finally all understood that Ali was a genius and that he had always a solution to every problem in surges. Ali was living in the same block of flats with doctor Nazli. Nazli was taking care of him. She was cooking for him and she was generally trying to make everybody love Ali. Ali felt in love with Nazli but he didn’t know how to tell her that. He bought a beautiful rose and he told her it. And because of his love, he tried to overcome his problems and live like a normal person.
You asked me what my everyday routine is. Well, I usually get up at 7 p.m. I get quickly ready and I leave for school around 7:45. When school finishes at 1 o’clock, I go home and I usually eat lunch with my family. When I finish my lunch, I do my homework because at 4 o’clock I have volleyball. Finishing volleyball at around 6 o’clock, I come back home, I take a shower and then I go to bed and check my phone. Finally, at around 11 o’clock, I go to bed. That’s my everyday routine! What’s yours?
With love, Christine.
Vincent Van Gon was born at 1853 in Holland. His mum was Anna and his dad was Theodores. His dad was a priest. Vincent Van Gon became a teacher and learn English, French and Germany. But then he wants not to be a teacher. All the time he was painting in Holland fields. After he went to Paris to meet his brother Theo. But again in he felt sad and one day he was angry with his best friends he cut his ear. Finally, he went to the whoots and he shot himself.
Hi! my name is Nandia and this is my daily routine!: I wake up at 7:00am, I drink my orange juice and I go to school by car. I go back home at 3:15 s and I go to my activities. After I see some TV and I go to sleep.
THIS IS MY DAILY ROUTINE BYE!!!
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I love your blog posts and I am a fan of your blog. Your blog posts have a lot of feels, make sense and they don’t have mistakes at all. One day, I want to write a blog with you. I imagine it will be a lot of fun. I want to write about the KENTERIS English language school this year. I will be happy as soon as you give your answer to this blog.
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My best friend is Evanthia. She is tall and she has got blonde hair and we have exchanged our secrets. Evanthia is funny and I wish to stay best friends forever! 😎
I love Iceland. It is my second place which I want to go to. Iceland has access to North America and 320,000 inhabitants. The traditional Icelandic food is Skyr. Skyr is a dairy product that looks complete with Greek yoghurt but has a milder taste. An Icelandic custom is that on Christmas Day when people open gifts, Icelanders spend a few hours doing only one thing: reading books. A historic event in Iceland is that it was created by a volcanic eruption and that is why the whole island is burning like lava.
My birthday is in June. In my last birthday, my parents gave me a pc. In the afternoon I organized a birthday party with my friends on a pitch. In the afternoon all my friends came and gave me a present. We ate burgers and pizza and drank fizzy drinks. We also played football and policeman and robbers. We ate a birthday cake too. At night we went back to our homes. When I went to my home I opened my presents. I love my birthday very much!!!
My favourite animal is a lion. The lion is the king of the jungle. I like lions because baby lions are the cutest animals in the world. The lion is a mammal because feeds its babies with its own milk. The first time I saw lions in the Athens zoo but they were asleep. Lions are 200 kilos. I enjoy watching documentaries about lions. I like going to the zoo and looking at animals so close. In the kedu blog, I have photos of lions because lions are my favourite animals.