It's amazing..

"Who can this man be?" Paula wondered as she looked at the stranger standing at the front door. The man had a slovenly appearance, he seemed as if he were a homeless person.  Paula was as far as some few meters from him however, she could not distinguish who that odd man could be. Despite appearing to be an inoffensive man, Paula feared of him. She thought that she would not enter her house until the man decided to leave or unless to keep a distance from her house.

After waiting for nearly two hours, she decided to go to the police station and ask them to help her. When Paula arrived there, a policeman told her that all staff was working with a complicated case and that she should wait for about two hours to be assisted. She insisted on her request. However, it was pointless to stay there for such a long time as the policeman did not look so interested in solving her problem.

Hence, Paula assumed that this man should have left to another place and she decided to return to her house. When she reached there, she found that the man was not in front of her house any more. Fortunately, she could enter, take a bath and rest for a while.

While she was sleeping in her bedroom she felt a noise coming from the park. She stood up immediately and went to the window, which was in front of the park, to peep what was happening. At that moment, Paula could see her old dog running and sniffing the whole park. "What such a silly dog!," she thought, while putting her clothes on, as she knew that she would not be able to get to sleep again. Therefore, she sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. A photo frame with a picture of her father showing the moment in which he was about to fight in War World II had fallen so she stretched her hand and put it in place. Another strange noise had been heard from outside Paula's house. "Who is there?," she asked. Somebody knocked the front door and that stranger appeared again saying: "Oh, little daughter, it is years since we have seen the last time!" Paula had forgotten her father's face, as he was presumed dead and she never thought that she could see him again!

Science

Nowadays, we're convinced one of the characteristics of the current moment is the conection between the society and science. Science is one of the essential factors in the social development.

For studying the effects of science on the society, we can see that in the traditional societies the person's functions were well defined, but the science has brought the break of balance between the man and the society and a modification of the environment.

The progress of sciencehas been very fast, nevertheless in the underdeveloped countries it is being very slow, and this accentuates the difference between the two kinds of countries.

One example of the technological advance is the computers. In my office I have got a computer since I started to work. Computer has changed a lot, from software for making documents to the design of it. It's the most used tool for working. You can make documents very quickly, you can modify them, send them by email, etc.

In the future, its main advantage will be the possibility of everyone to know how to use them. Currently only a percentage of the population know how to use a computer, for example a great number of old persons are learning in special schools. But there are a high percentage of the population that don't know how to use them. I think in the future there won't be this situation, nowadays all students must learn to use a computer in the school.

A good computer close to Internet allows us to send documents to the other side of the world in a few minutes. These are some of the advantages of these multimedia materials:

To provide information, across to the database or Internet.
To increase the interest. Normally the students are very motivated when using this materials.
Support a continuous intellectual activity. The students are always in activity.

On the other side, these are some of the disadvantages:

Addiction. An excess motivation can produce addiction.
Anxiety. It can be produced by the continuous use of the computer.
Incomplete learning, etc.

White week and other things

Today is the last day of the white week. It has been a week in which I could do many things, however, many of the things I wanted to do, like studying, I haven't done.

Well, appart from that I can say that yesterday was the best day of the week. It was the carnival of Torelló, the most anticipated day for most people, it was the day in which you can laugh, have fun and meet a lot of people, if you can find them. haha. My friends and I dressed up as "bufons" something very similar to Harlequins. As I expected, it was a fantastic night though I couldn't find anyone who I hoped to see.  

We arrived in Torelló, more or less, at half past eight and then we returned to Sant Julià with a bus at four o'clock. While in theory we had to leave at four, it wasn't as we expected, we left Torelló at twenty past four so we arrived at home, more or less, at a quarter to five and I got to bed at five.

Tomorrow we'll start school again, and I don't want it. Bye Bye.

Woow!.

I was completely alone at home. It was almost midnight and my parents had gone out with some friends and I was waching a terror film. 

In December rainstorms are quite common but the weather forecast for that day was said to be totally unusual, hailstorms and even snowstorms had been announced. 

All of a sudden the electricity was ccut off. I decided to go down to the garage so as to get a torch. When I cambe back to my bedroom in the second floor,  it was all flooded and the water had covered mostly the whole room. At that time I was only concerned about the excuses I would have to make up when my parents returned at home. However, there was something really odd because I remembered having closed the window pane while I was watching TV, because I was really scared about the thieves. 

I was frozen with terror but I ran downstairs to get the phone, I knew something was bad. On getting to the main floor I stumbled and broke my right leg. Suddenly, the lights were shining again and my parents and closest friends turned up shouting and asking me if I was fine. Actually I wasn't at all! Though the Holy Innocents Day joke had been really well prepared...

Christmas time is ending...

I'm having a break because I've been studying for 2 hours and I'm so tired. Today is the last day of Christmas, and tomorrow we'll start school again. What a pitty! Well, I'm returning to my room again because the books are shouting to me because they are alone! (haha) see you soon!!!!!!!! Bye!

THE EXPERIENCE OF LIVING ON MY OWN

Yesterday I had a dream, it was a little bit strange but now I will explain it to all of you...

It was September, when I started a Graphic Design career in Barcelona, I decided to start living on my own. I had always lived in a little village called Sant Julià de Vilatorta with my parents and my sister, but it was too far from my new university, so I decided to move. During the summer I was looking for an apartment for rent in the big city. It took me about one month and a half to figure it out, but I finally found a nice place to live. It was a shared apartment with three more girls who had been living there for four years. I didn’t know them when I first moved there but they seemed to be nice people.

It was a sunny Sunday morning when I moved to Barcelona with my parents’ help. We had been packing all my things the day before in order to have everything ready on Sunday. We left Sant Julià really early in the morning, in a large jeep with lots of big cartoon boxes cointaining clothes, personal items, art materials and so on. It was pretty hard for me to take all my things off my house and leave my hometown. When we arrived at Barcelona’s apartment, we had to climb all the belongings upstairs and unpack them. Opening that door for the first time, I felt excited, but also a little bit nostalgic. I was sure I would be perfect there and that it would be a great experience, but I also knew that it would take me a while to get used to my new life. Once we finished tidying my new bedroom my parents came back to the village and I stayed at the apartment with my new roomates. We were all sitting on the sofa talking about ourselves in order to know the others a little bit when a loud and repetitive noise started. It came from the apartment over ours, so we decided to go upstairs and see what was happening. We knocked on our neighbour’s door to ask what was that noise. It was him hanging a picture on the wall, but he had just finished when we arrived there. It was a curious way to meet him, but he seemed friendly. We came back home and went to sleep. The next day I had to start classes at Elisava, my new college; everything was new then: the city, the people who I lived with, and the college. That night I was extremely nervous wondering how everything would go on and it took me about two hours to fall asleep. When my alarm clock rang I woke up, had a shower and went to school. I got lost in the middle of my way because I didn’t know the city and arrived late to my first class. It was an embarrassing situation but all my classes were so good. After that hard day I came back to my apartment and went to sleep quite early because of my tiredness. The first week went on so slowly and it was pretty hard, but little by little weeks went better and better.

My flatmates soon became my friends and I always felt very comfortable there. We used to spend evenings cooking something to eat, eating together and talk a lot about what we had done during the day and how we felt.  Some days we went to the city center and had a walk under the stars, laughing and talking and talking again. I had my family, a little far away, but I had found nice people to trust to. I used to call my parents three times a week and visit them every fifteen days. I liked living on my own because I could organize my life and my time as I wanted, but I also needed to see and talk to my family every now and then. I found it difficult to get used to doing all the house tasks because they took too much time to me, but in spite of this fact, I enjoyed the experience. I lived there for two years and a half until I came here, the United States.

At the begining of the next year, on January , I left my Barcelona apartment and came to California as an exchange student for spring semester. I have exchanged my apartment with an American girl, Elizabeth. I came here with a friend of mine and we are living in a small studio situated in Oakland. When I first arrived there it was so great; everything was new for me and it was like a dream which started to become real. This time, the difficult thing was leaving my land and starting in a new place with a different culture and language, far away from my family and friends. It has been one month since we arrived and I feel pretty good and comfortable here, more than my roomate who had not lived on her own before.

I think that living on one’s own is something which helps you to grow up and learn lots of beautiful and useful things such as organizing your time, enjoying what you really like and, in the case of a shared apartment, learning how to coexist with other people. I love my family, but I don’t want to live at home anymore! Living on your own makes you feel better. 

Are psychologists important in our society?

   When you have a problem, normally you need someone to explain it. In fact, there are some people who do this kind of job. They are the psychologists. They are people who try to help people that have problems. Nowadays, in our society there are a lot of psychologists.

   In our society, psychologists have a lot of influence on people, they can be everywhere; at schools, in hospitals, in the big companies, or in private surgeries too. When a person has a problem he/she goes to the psychologists to make their problems go away and then he/she could feel better.

   I think that they are well considered by the society because they help people, they listen to them... However, some years ago people didn’t use to go to psychologists .