mardi 26 août 2008
lundi 9 juin 2008
samedi 7 juin 2008
jeudi 5 juin 2008
mardi 3 juin 2008
vendredi 23 mai 2008
Monologue
(Le père Noël sur son traineau garé sur la neige)._La vie n'est que misère et nullité. Je ne peux continuer comme cela. S'en est fini! Au revoir misérable vie, emporte-moi!( S'écroulant sur son traineau la main dos contre son front). C'est vrai! attends un peu! ( Il se relève, le dos courbé, se grattant le dos de l'autre main en murmurant). Toujours pareil, regarder des tonnes et des tonnes de lettres de misérables enfants tous plus capricieux et plus ténieux les uns que les autres. ( Il gémit et pleur à grosses larmes). La mère Noël est morte! (Il renifle violemment une minute après et reprend en gémissant).Elle était en train d'enfourner une coque d'avion dans le grand four, elle s'est évanouit et est tombée dedans! Elle est morte!(Il crit sur son renne) Rodolph monte plein pot! (Le traineau monte). Au revoir!(Il met son pied en avant et saute!) Aïïïïïïïïïïïïee! (Il tombe sur les fesse 10 cm plus bas, se relève, marche en reculant, fusille Rodolph du regard, et le menace de son doigt.Puis il perd l'équilibre et tombe en arrière dans la falaise. Il meurt.)
jeudi 22 mai 2008
mercredi 21 mai 2008
Monologue
Monologue
Salut moi c'est Robert.
Robert Dugenou.
Plus tard je serai une rockstar! (ça rime!! ^^)
Je fais moi même mes compos, j'écris toutes mes chansons et ça envoie du steak!!!
J'adore plaire, et on me le rend bien!
Dans quelques temps, je serai tellement connu que j'aurai des milliards de groupies qui me hurleront des mots d'amour éperdus pendant mes concerts...
Vous voulez une démo???
" YEAH!!! Roooooock and roll BAAAAAAABYYYYYYYYY!!"
Ah la la, je suis un Dieu du rock, je l'sais bien...
D'ailleurs si vous voulez j'peux vous faire un autographe... ah ??
Comment ça non?? Vous aimez pas ma voix?? Ma voix si sublime...si sexy??! JE CHANTE FAUX??!!
Ah non, là Maurice, tu dépasses les bornes des limites!!
Puisque c'est comme ça, je m'en vais vers des fans plus fidèles qui adooooorent ma voix!
Adieu!
jeudi 15 mai 2008
mardi 6 mai 2008
jeudi 17 avril 2008
Monologue- A Large Pink Spoon
I am a spoon, a large pink spoon in fact! This soup tastes very good.
Yum, yum, yum!
I like soup a lot.
Elise, who bought me 2 years ago uses me daily to make soup. Sometimes she makes chicken soup, other times split pea. My favorite is when she makes butternut squash soup. The soup is hot to my skin of course and occasionally burns me when she stirs her soup, but is worth it. That soup is so tasty!
Her boy friend is also nice; using me to stir yogurt and occasionally tapioca pudding. The best moment of my life was when he used me to mix fresh mango into his pudding! His name is Bill and is really tall and really fat. He is bald and has blue eyes.
But then he broke my heart. It was a tragic day--a day I will never forget. He came in carrying a chocolate mouse and I got very excited. He had never brought a chocolate mouse in the house before and I was sure I would get a taste, for you see, I am his favorite spoon. At least I thought I was. He came in the kitchen and walked over to the open drawer where I was peering at him. He took one look at me and grabbed Bert, the spoon next to me instead. I was so angry. Bert is an ugly, long, thin little spoon. He resembles a needle more then a spoon! From that day on I have been torturing every moment of his life. Just the other day I ate up his yogurt so fast when he left me in it on the counter, that he blamed the dog for it! From this day forth is eating experiences will be the worst part of the day!
(Dress up as a large pink spoon and stir soup throughout this video! You may act out the disappearing of Bill's soup and him blaming the dog if you would like! Hope you like it!!!)
Yum, yum, yum!
I like soup a lot.
Elise, who bought me 2 years ago uses me daily to make soup. Sometimes she makes chicken soup, other times split pea. My favorite is when she makes butternut squash soup. The soup is hot to my skin of course and occasionally burns me when she stirs her soup, but is worth it. That soup is so tasty!
Her boy friend is also nice; using me to stir yogurt and occasionally tapioca pudding. The best moment of my life was when he used me to mix fresh mango into his pudding! His name is Bill and is really tall and really fat. He is bald and has blue eyes.
But then he broke my heart. It was a tragic day--a day I will never forget. He came in carrying a chocolate mouse and I got very excited. He had never brought a chocolate mouse in the house before and I was sure I would get a taste, for you see, I am his favorite spoon. At least I thought I was. He came in the kitchen and walked over to the open drawer where I was peering at him. He took one look at me and grabbed Bert, the spoon next to me instead. I was so angry. Bert is an ugly, long, thin little spoon. He resembles a needle more then a spoon! From that day on I have been torturing every moment of his life. Just the other day I ate up his yogurt so fast when he left me in it on the counter, that he blamed the dog for it! From this day forth is eating experiences will be the worst part of the day!
(Dress up as a large pink spoon and stir soup throughout this video! You may act out the disappearing of Bill's soup and him blaming the dog if you would like! Hope you like it!!!)
samedi 22 mars 2008
jeudi 7 février 2008
Movie review
I realy liked the movie "Rear window" because it is original and I like watching my neighbours too! ^^ !
I was fond of this film because it is very funny.
I was fond of this film because it is very funny.
jeudi 31 janvier 2008
dimanche 27 janvier 2008
this is my story
An old man, called James Peete, was sitting in the sofa, near of the fire place. Opposite him, sitting on the floor,
Were two children. One called Tom and the second called Roanna, twins, they wore almost the same clothes. Suddenly Tom said:
“ Grand-pa, tell us you story!”said Tom
“All right, what do you want to hear?” replied James
“I don't know... An adventure story!” said Tom.
“About the family!” said Roanna
“Yes, someone of our family.”
“Ah! I have a something to relate, an adventure lived by my grandfather, most certainly, he wasn't lucky! Remind me your age please!” asked James
“Seven years old” They said at the same time.
“Very good! It was a day like any other, on christhmas day,...”
“He was called Ben Peete and he shared his life with Phoebe, one very generous woman . Some month before they met, one star, little to been acquainted they became all two very good friends. The star him wrote almost a song whole and just for him. Phoebe was to be enchant and to be the woman that man to been acquainted.
Lastly, she went quickly be deceived. Her popularity augmented and the singer was a lot of lover. The stranger loving that her, was not dangerous psychopath, and beleiving what she didn't belong what at him, he had killed by jealousy. He became Christhmas, Phoebe found that the story, she was prepared for go at a diner in the star's house.
Ben is warmed by the fire, a man suddenly came running into the room. Ben turned the man then pulled him over.
- Oh! Did he death? said Roanna.
- No, he didn't. Good, we going to eat.
They went in the kitchen, ate one coockie with a milk.
Were two children. One called Tom and the second called Roanna, twins, they wore almost the same clothes. Suddenly Tom said:
“ Grand-pa, tell us you story!”said Tom
“All right, what do you want to hear?” replied James
“I don't know... An adventure story!” said Tom.
“About the family!” said Roanna
“Yes, someone of our family.”
“Ah! I have a something to relate, an adventure lived by my grandfather, most certainly, he wasn't lucky! Remind me your age please!” asked James
“Seven years old” They said at the same time.
“Very good! It was a day like any other, on christhmas day,...”
“He was called Ben Peete and he shared his life with Phoebe, one very generous woman . Some month before they met, one star, little to been acquainted they became all two very good friends. The star him wrote almost a song whole and just for him. Phoebe was to be enchant and to be the woman that man to been acquainted.
Lastly, she went quickly be deceived. Her popularity augmented and the singer was a lot of lover. The stranger loving that her, was not dangerous psychopath, and beleiving what she didn't belong what at him, he had killed by jealousy. He became Christhmas, Phoebe found that the story, she was prepared for go at a diner in the star's house.
Ben is warmed by the fire, a man suddenly came running into the room. Ben turned the man then pulled him over.
- Oh! Did he death? said Roanna.
- No, he didn't. Good, we going to eat.
They went in the kitchen, ate one coockie with a milk.
jeudi 24 janvier 2008
La Course
L'année dernière, j'ai couru à la course de Dipsea et j'ai perdu. La course de Dipsea est amusante. J'aime a gagné la course et la coupe. J'ai couru avec mon ami Theron. Mon ami m'a battu avec beaucoup de personne. La course passait par les montagnes et à côté de l'océan.
lundi 21 janvier 2008
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