An Alternative Mouse Plot

The old lady who owned the sweet shop was very mean to my friends and I, her hands were dirty with rusty fingers! One day, we were in the park and we found a little grey mouse between the grass. We took it with a handkerchief that I kept in my pocket. It was disgusting so we decided to put into a box and sent it like an spontaneous post to Mrs. Prachett as a revenge. Then we put a ribbon around the big pink box that we have bought. We left it in next to the sweet shop and we hided. We put the name of Mrs. Prachett because she had to recognise that it was for her. We were watching from far and then we heard a scream: There is a dead mouse! We had forgotten to do some holds in the box and our plan didn't work at all because we wanted that the mouse jumped in Mrs. Prachett.

My greatest wish in life when I was a child

When I was a child I had different periods about what I wanted to be (Now, I don't know and it's painful). First, I want to be a teacher because in my house I had a blackboard which I used to teach my teddy bears. Then, another phase of my childhood, I wanted to be a cooker, because I remember perfectly that Georgina came to my house to "cook" with plasticine. Then I have another phase that I wanted to be a vet because I love animals, but I think that just thinking about what I have to do I discard this idea.

When I was a child, I always dreamed to grow up and do what adults do. One day, I maked up with my aunt's make-up paintings and she got angry. Also, I used to wear my mother's high-heels at home, but now that I have grow up, I'm tall enough to wear it and I don't like.

Also I knew that I wanted to marry with a very handsome boy, had a very beautiful house outside of Barcelona with a lot of children and my own car. Nowadays, these things are not as important for me as it was because I think that they happen without preventing and I have to do the things the best I can to achieve them.

My Favourite Candy

Was a summer day an I was bored at home, so I met with my friend Violeta. We didn't know what to do, but how it was a very hot day we decided to eat an ice-cream. We chose the same: a peppermint ice-cream. Violeta's ice cream cup had a lot of ice-cream and we went to a bank of Les Glòries to sat down.

Five minutes later, Violeta's ice-cream started to melt and she started shouting: “Leyre, help me! Give me a paper to clean!”. While this was happening, I couldn't stop laughing and Violeta said to me: “Leyre, is not funny! I'm not laughing”. I gave her some tissues, but we hadn't enough. Violeta's hand was dirty of the peppermint ice-cream. Then we decided to escape because everybody was looking at us. When we left, the bank and the floor were dirty too. I think that the people who were looking at us would think that we are crazy because we gave a show...

Now, when I asked for the peppermint ice-cream, I always remember about this funny situation. Also this ice-cream is delicious!! You should taste it...

My first memory

Everybody when is growing up, there is a specific moment in our life that we tried to remember things when we were young. This is difficult to do because in my mind I kept a lot of memories but they are disorganized and I don't know exactly which is the first. However, I have been thinking for a lot of time about a memory, since I had remembered a funny one.

I must be about four years, and one day I said to my parents: “I don't like my house, I want to change it". Then my mother started preparing me a little rucksack with some things that were important for me. She opened the door. I didn't know what I was doing but I went out and my mother closed the door. What I perfectly remember is to sitting down in the steps of the landing with my favourite teddy bear and with my rucksack in my back, while my mother was looking through the hole of the door (this second part, my mother had told me). A few minutes later my mother opened the door and told me: "Do you want to pass or what? And finally I went into.

Now, when I think about this memory it makes me laugh and I realise that the things that I used to do then were stupid. But when you are a little girl, you didn't expect what you were doing. To finish, I have to say that what has surprise me is that I didn't cry. Maybe because I was sure that in any moment my mother would opened the door.

PS. I add a photo when I was four years old, but I'm not sure.

My idea of Beauty

Many people would think that the idea of beauty is about something abstract, especially the appearance of a person. But I'm not agree at all because I think that beauty is related to something that we love for example the affect that we have to our family or to our friends.

If we speak about the beauty related to the family it may has different feelings. For example, you can feel more familiar, more secure, that everything is all right and you feel like you will never lose them. But maybe if we related to the friends you feel more energetic, more funny, like you don't want to waste time without staying with them and maybe that you are a little afraid of losing them.

However, in my opinion I think that we can relate both ideas with beauty.