viernes, 13 de noviembre de 2015

Speech

Dear Animals, I have called you here to show you the deplorable state the farm is in. Take a look around yourselves, we work harder everyday nevertheless we recieve less food each time.

It might be shocking to hear this, but napoleon has brainwashed us all with false statements and lies. He has been overworking us, manipulating the commandments, he even killed boxer and the chickens for no reason! He's not a good representative of Old Major. Old Major wanted the best for us all, he wanted us to be free from farmer Jones, Napoleon just turned it worse. We wanted freedom and believed in that pig as a good Old Major sucessor, he turned everything around for worse.

I address you all, to look for a way to get napoleon off the top, and give each one of us a role, in order to have no leader and work collectively towards progression.
Progression doesn't come from a leader, it comes from the work of us all and the effort we put into it. Tomorrow afternoon we'll enter the house to take down napoleon, we'll use the house as a storage place since then, but no one shall command others from within.
Animal farm is our home, we are equal and should keep being so. Animal Farm will be equal for us all, everyone has the right to live a happy life. Since tomorrow, my animals, you will be free like never before, you will feel in complete liberty to express yourselves, and more importantly, you will have as much food as you want.
Long live Animal Farm!

jueves, 12 de noviembre de 2015

Written Task Correction

                                                                                                                                          15/01/1981
Dear Diary:
I am writing this after that mysterious call happened, it requires me to go through a devastating path but its benefits will be tremendous. I should go to bed, it's raining and I'm tired.

                                                                                                                                           17/01/1981
Dear Diary:
I feel like I didn't explain enough in my last entry, so to whoever reads this in the future, I am a very poor Hazara, I've lived in very poor conditions throughout my life, but that call, that only call offered me a stable job serving a so called "Baba". I hope everything goes well, I have to go now.

                                                                                                                                            23/01/1981
Dear Diary:
I have to escape from Lashkar Gah, I'm being forced to, no time to explain.

                                                                                                                                             25/01/1981
Dear Diary:
After a devastating walk I finally reached Kandahar. I'm staying in here until I have the resources to continue my trip to Kabul.

                                                                                                                                              30/01/1981
Dear Diary:
I've been begging for money during the past 3 days, I finally got enough for a camel to travel to Kabul. Sorry for not explaining anything in the past few days, all Hazaras were exiled from Lashkar Gah by force, our houses and belongings were destroyed and all I could take with me was this diary. I'll be heading to Gazni tomorrow morning, I hope nothing bad happens.

                                                                                                                                              03/02/1981
Dear Diary:
I'm starving, there's no food left and my camel is barely walking anymore, there are some people approaching, I'll continue tomorrow.

                                                                                                                                              04/02/1981
Dear Diary:
I am still confused, no single idea of what happened yesterday. Once those people got close to me, they offered me some food and water in exchange for my pants, since I had no choice I'm now riding my camel pantless in the middle of nowhere. I hope to reach Gazni soon.

                                                                                                                                              06/02/1981
Dear Diary:
I've finally reached Gazni, the supplies those strangers gave me have just run out, now I need somewhere to sleep, which I can't seem to find, everyone in here rejects Hazaras.

                                                                                                                                              17/02/1981
Dear Diary:
I've been sleeping in a small cabin whose people gently took care of me(for a small price). I haven't had time to write because of all the work that implied paying my stay, my camel's food and the food I'll need for the trip. I'll try to keep this updated.

                                                                                                                                              19/02/1981
Dear Diary:
Everyone is getting nervous for a rumor that's been going on in here, for some reason now everyone thinks the communists will take over Afghanistan. I hope nothing happens but it doesn't really affect me since I'll be secure in my new home in Kabul anyways.

                                                                                                                                              28/02/1981
Dear Diary:
I am extremely hyped up, I am finally traveling to Kabul tomorrow, I can't believe this is happening, which me luck.

                                                                                                                                              01/03/1981
Dear Diary: I forgot to say this yesterday, but I've been working more than usual to be able to pay my way to Kabul. My camel died, this made me really sad and I've been trying to get over it.

                                                                                                                                              03/03/1981
Dear Diary: It all came out of a sudden, once I reached Kabul, the communists appeared and took everyone out of their houses, for some reason there was someone who got on their side and told them to 'Kill all Hazaras'. This means my end pretty much, they gave me an hour to write whatever I want , but I don't really want to do anything really. I hope Baba and his family are alright and have a good life after this event, I'm going to be shot in about an hour, so yeah... At least the pain will be over, praise Allah.