Showing posts with label Password game. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Password game. Show all posts

Tuesday, 12 January 2016

GOODBYE DAVID, WELCOME MILA

Oscar Wilde
Today, The Holmes have returned to their English classes after their Japanese travel. 

The first surprise has been the appearance of a new member of the family: Mila Holmes, a mime from San Marino. She's Karen’s secret daughter. 

Although their minds and souls were in Japan, they have reviewed Present Simple and Adverbs of Frequency.

More information: Adverbs of Frequency

They also have started a new book, The Ghost of Canterville, a great work of Oscar Wilde, the Irish writer who had an interesting life and who is a source of inspiration for The Grandma, who adores him.

They have been talking about Japan practising with a Password Game.

Meanwhile, The Grandma was sad because another genius has decided to go far away in a journey without return. Thanks David, for all these years of art, imagination, creation, innovation and passion. We will miss you. 



I, I will be king And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can be Heroes, just for one day
We can be us, just for one day.


David Bowie

Friday, 16 January 2015

GO SHOPPING!

Food
Yesterday, we reviewed countable and uncountable; there is and there are and the undefined some and any. We wrote our own shopping list for celebrating an enormous banquet and we started to prepare a Password game for the next week. 



The family is still resting in Rhodes. We are here two or three more days and then we’ll start our cruise around the Greek Islands. Eva Maltese is searching some clues about Corto with a little help from the family. We haven’t found anything but we don’t lose our faith. We trust on us. 

We are a great family and we can do whatever we propose. Also, we have regularized our surname: 


We are The Collins




With my shopping cart I move through the heart
Of a sea of fools so blissfully unaware
That they're in the presence of something wonderful and rare

As I lift my groceries in to my car
I turn back for a moment and catch a smile
That blows this whole fucking place apart