I agree with my intelligence test because it says that I have intrapersonal intelligence, and that's very true. Also, I think I have more interpesonal intelligence and more visual/spatial intelligence than the test says. I'm good at listening my friends and understanding them. I'm very bad at maths, but at the same time I think I have more logical intelligent.
I don't really like the careers that are related to my intelligences, but I don't know yet what I want to be.
martes, 27 de octubre de 2015
martes, 20 de octubre de 2015
The northen lights
The northen lights (also known as aurora borealis) are caused when the sun releases particles that sometimes travel to the Earth. Here, the particles are captured by a magnetic field that's in the atmosphera, that drives them towards to the polen regions. This makes the particles shine in different colors, like green or blue.
I would like to see the northen lights in live. It has to be really beautiful and pretty. See them in live is actually in my bucket list.
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lunes, 19 de octubre de 2015
My hero
My hero is a woman I met when I was very little. She was all happyness and love, and everyone loved her very much because it was imposible not to adore her. She was the best cooker I've ever met. She was a very cultivated woman, she studied to be a nurse in England and she became one. She married her fiance, and then they came back to Spain to have their daughter, my mom.
I look up to her because she hadn't an easy life at all, but she loved so much my mom and me and my brother and she did everything possible to let us know how much she loved us. She was always playing with me and my brother, and I remember sometimes when my mother or my father weren't looking, she gave us chocolate or candy and we ate it together in the kitchen secretly. This woman was my grandmother.
I look up to her because she hadn't an easy life at all, but she loved so much my mom and me and my brother and she did everything possible to let us know how much she loved us. She was always playing with me and my brother, and I remember sometimes when my mother or my father weren't looking, she gave us chocolate or candy and we ate it together in the kitchen secretly. This woman was my grandmother.
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