martes, 18 de noviembre de 2008

El presente blog es una herramienta utilizada por el Lic. Juan Enrique Cabrales Sanchez para poner en práctica los conocimientos adquiridos por sus alumnos, durante el periodo en el cual el ya mencionado impartió la materia de inglés IV.

Este consta de 15 entradas y la presente. No todas están corregidas por que como dice el maestro, algunos errores deben estar presentes para ser apreciados en futuras lecturas y lograr así la corrección de los mismos.

Hi everybody, how are you?

I have great news for you (and for me too), during this week I have been teaching English for the first time to teenagers. At the beginning, I have to say it, I was feeling a little nervous, but later on I started to feel much confident and took control of the classroom. There, were the good news come from.

The school’s authorities were impressed by the way I run my class, so they decided to test me. That way they could measure my skills as a teacher and gave me other groups, to fill my schedule.

To be honest, I thought “What am I doing? , I can not study and work full time at the same time”. But I took the decision to try, and give my best to do whatever it takes, to get that new job opportunity. It was a hard test so I just thought to give my best, and let the decision to my supervisors.

Well, finally the results were given to me. And I want to think you already know what happened. “Yes” I was accepted as a fulltime teacher.

I know you might think “How in the hell is this information going to help me improve my teaching skills?” I do not know, but the thing is that I feel so good about this, that I want everybody to know about it.

Well I have to say good bye.

But remember “I will be back”.

Hi. Well it’s time to say goodbye, is been a pleasure to share with you my job, and I want to thank you all for taking some of your precious time and read this space, created only for you people. I wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year. Next is a recipe that I like to share with you. I hope you enjoy.

Christmas Divinity (It's not too hard to make)

2 cups sugar

1/2 cup water

1/2 cup white corn syrup

1 egg white stiffly beaten

1 teaspoon vanilla

1/2 cup broken nut meats (optional)

Pinch of saltFood coloring (optional)

Beat the egg white in a large bowl and set aside. In a saucepan, boil the sugar, water and syrup while stirring gently. The mixture is done at 235 degrees or if it forms a soft ball when a tablespoon full is dropped into cold water. Pour the mixture over the beaten egg white, beating continually. Add vanilla, nuts and a pinch of salt. Add a few drops of red or green food coloring if desired. Beat this mixture until it is almost hard, then drop by the teaspoonful onto waxed paper.Makes about 35 - 40 pieces.

lunes, 17 de noviembre de 2008


Why is not so bad to be middle age.
I think that be middle age is not that bad you can get a lot more fun when you are older because you go out by your self and your parents have to be alone with it. That is for the out going side but speaking seriously older people are more responsible for their acts and pretty much more generous than younger people.
Why are older people more generous? One ma put it this way: “In my twenties I learned how to get along with my wife. In my thirties I learned to gat a head in my job. In my forties I began thinking more about other people’s needs.
So taking that as an answer the question is pretty much solved.

To all my cyber friends

Hello is been a long time until we saw by this way, and I want to apologize because of that is just that I’m always looking for a little time to write you some words, but unfortunately there’s not time left when you work ten hours, and study for six hours a day. Any ways the reason for this letter is to say hay and whish you all the best for you and your family take care and remember you always count on my for anything you need. /Good bless you/

sábado, 15 de noviembre de 2008


I’m tempted to call Songs and Letters an autobiographical novel in poetry and prose, but since it is a work in progress, which might be a bit premature. I am also tempted to refer to it as my Odyssey, but writers who say things like that are usually laughed at and brushed aside, so I won’t. What I will say, though, is that this is, or these will be, my Songs and Letters. It’s meaningless, but at least I will be on solid ground.LIKE YOU'LL NEVER SEE ME AGAIN
If I had no more time,No more time left to be here,Would you cherish what we had?Was it everything that you were looking for?If I couldn't feel your touch,And no longer were you with me,I'd be wishing you were here,To be everything that I'd be looking for.I don't wanna forget the present is a gift.And I don't wanna take for grantedThe time you may have here with me.'Cause Lord only knowsAnother day is not really guaranteed.[Chorus:]So every time you hold me.Hold me like this is the last time.Every time you kiss me.Kiss me like you'll never see me again.Every time you touch me.Touch me like this is the last time.Promise that you'll love me,Love me like you'll never see me again.How many really know what love is?Millions never will.Do you know until you lose it,That it's everything that we are looking for?When I wake up in the morning,You're beside me.I'm so thankful that I foundEverything that I've been looking for.I don't wanna forget the present is a gift.And I don't wanna take for grantedThe time you may have here with me.'Cause Lord only knowsAnother day is not really Alicia Keys

Dear Sir:

Last weekend my girlfriend and I arrive at your popular cafeteria looking for a very nice time to spend together. The motto in your window reads “Were your friends are as a special as you are” unfortunately the service that day didn’t reflect those words.
As soon as we arrive there, we hadn’t the chance to sit at the table and we waited for almost a half an hour for somebody to help us. There were not too many people for this to happen but I have to point out that the music was good and this helped us to be patient. However, when we were finally serviced the waiter spilled a coup of coffee on my brand new jacket. It cost me fifteen dollars to have it cleaned.
My jacket doesn’t look that good any more. I had never had an experience such as this any where. I hope you can understand my complain because I want you to refund my money.