the sports......

The sport has been an important part of my life because my family has always been associated with at least one football. This has been a favorite not only for my family, but also by many people in the world because it uses only one ball and is easy to play.
It is a team sport, sometimes rude and need physical and mental skills, while women deny it, jajajjajajajja. Since I was a little boy, I play by my father, I always went to the stadium in which he played, I practiced doing that well with other children.
But football is not the only sport I have practiced in sports lessons at school we had to practice different sports, always doing the classical as: volleyball, basketball, athletics, baseball, gymnastics and others who were like games where we ran or had to use a ball. It was always one of my favorite courses because it was played outdoors and for me it was always a game (although it required me beyond my capabilities) could also talk and share with my classmate, it was really the best.

Now I'm in college, continued playing soccer, and spent time swimming, but less and less regularly I think that the more physical activity, I was more happy, do not think it was just because I was a child. Sport is really important in life.

An average gunman

When I was a child, I played a lot of individual or group games, running, jumping and screaming, always very happy. But likely the most funny was when I became in a gunman, alone in my house imagining me in the future with a laser destroying monsters or spacial ships like a special detective assigned to resolve a hard clue of vital importance to the galaxy; or a current and common police that is the only that can kill to the bad guy, a really problem to the city. Juauauajauajuja, was really funny, jump on the the bed of my parents (wich one time I broke for the hard jumps), or running and creeping on the floor doing sounds imitating the screams, shots, destructions of buildings and cars, or ship, etc.
I played with my friends too, with toy guns every one in the state that I left. We prefer always play in the night because the game was about to try kill to another gunman, being this either part of a team or a single player. Was two buildings to hide, with a lot of places and corners from where I could shot to the target enemy. Maybe we were very ridiculous doing sounds of consecutive shots and imagining that we kill to somebody, due to the form to determine when someone kill another player was seeing where was hiding that gunman. Ever that somebody kill to another “friends”, was necesary said where was the other. Always we finished fighting because we never agreed wich team won the game.....Things oh childs, jajjajajjaja, all wants win...

A great Saint to Chile

Chile has always had many persons that gave his projects and ideas to well-being of our country, even giving their lifes. But, to me, the best gift to Chile is work for the soul of the country and its poorest children, like Alberto Hurtado. This saint came from a wealthy family poverty, which had the opportunity to study law at the Catholic University taking with it a great economic and social future. after fixing the economic situation of his family made the decision to enter the Jesuit seminary in Chile, studying theology in Belgium and later returned to Chile. His great physical work was the home of Christ, which was a roof for the homeless, especially street children off the streets. But his main work was to have changed the perspective of the general population to the physical and spiritual abandonment of the whole population, not just the homeless, but in all Chileans. The rich gave money, the poor gave their work, with this there was a sacrifice of love I needed, and moreover that gave some feed his hunger for love; its most representative sentence was "give until it hurts". His speeches have helped change the treatment of workers, opening the eyes of society on the lives they led. But but his proposal was beyond the socio-economic problems of the poor, wanted to change the hearts and minds of every Chilean, noting that next to each person there is someone who needs something, that does not depend only on the rich to give until it hurts, but it depends on who's account of his suffering brother aside. And the best way to solve it is responding to the question "What will Christ do in my place".
I think any question that I would make San Alberto Hurtado would be answered with their work life, but I think I would ask that I had to do to give my life to that love, and I would do it just to hear their voice and feel Christ in their words and inspiring me with your presence.
The best chilean is someone that make his project his life...

Messenger of life...

Always I wanted meet to important person that represent of the best form to Catholicism, and not only to this creed, but also to human goodness, my dream was meet to Pope John Paul II.
He was a referent to my life and to the life of all catholic and men of good will, because had a common sense able to persuade with right reasons to governments and country leaders to do the common good, avoiding conflict and wars. His presence wasn’t like any presence; he created a welcoming atmosphere recognized both believer and not believer people (seen in some interviews or news in press), and I would love have been close to him to feel his presence. Have gone some Eucharist, listened his homily and received the holly host from his hands, was my dream during my childhood.
Many things spring to my mind in the idea of some conversation with him, mainly can resolve my first life question ¿what is my task in this life?, ¿which are the gifts that God gave me to give to the world? Some people maybe think that is a stupid idea, but is an important point to resolve to me, is a question that circulating in my person day after day. Will my life in the true path?. Our conversation would follow this path; besides answer many doubts about the creed, god and the, maybe, darkness past of the church.
I think that my life could have been another way, different and possibly, happy.

a perfect day... a perfect travel

A perfect day, ummmmmm, many ideas spring to my mind, but it’s sure that is with my family and another important person. The more important that must have is the presence of this persons, and, mmmm good food and a beauty and interesting place to walk.
I belive that the best place to know in my perfect day is southern Chile. We always know the nearest coast to the north, until La Serena. To the south until valdivia. But I want to know with them Osorno, Puyehue, Frutillar, Chiloe and the more important landmark to me, “Torres del Paine”, try to walk for all national park, sleeping in a tent and with plentiful delicious food.
Some activities that I do in this travel will be , fishing in a boat competing with my father and brother for the biggest fish catched, then roast it in a bonfire with a brench that cross to fish (is a stupid dream, but is cool). I want to know all churches of the track of travel, museums and relics too, take a pictures and buy souvenirs. The food are a important point of this perfect day, for this reason I love go to some restaurants proving diverses plates, with potatoes, wild boar, kuchenes, jam of many flavours, apple chicha, etc.
Walk for diverses landscapes, inside the forest and take a deep breath, sail for some lagoon or river, and bring to water in the middle of these.
Well, my perfect day have many things, and probably is impossible do all this activities in one day, but is a dream, jaujaujauaj, all is possible.

You ‘ll see me comeback...

The best concert that I went, the best presentation that I saw, The best group from latin america with the best disc from the same region, all it the best o my favorite group, Soda Stereo.
In october 24, 2007, at the 21:00 aproximatly, Gustavo Cerati, “Zeta” Bosio and Charly Alberti began to play for first time in Chile since their separation in 1997 in the mythical Nacional stadium, the same in which they said goodbye to Chile the last time.
Really, was a spectacular performance for a lot reasons: the stage had a interesant lighting, with a game of movements what answer to the context of music and the action on the stage; existed three big screen behind of every integrant of group, showing them play or psychedelic images, adoc to the moment; a crazy public, singing every song, moving himself in a strange performance, feeling the music; and, above all, with three inspired musicians, a server drummer that marked the rhythm, not so talented, but tried very hard, Charly alberti; a bass player with a strong sound, take a prominence in many times of concert, moving for all stage, being in great part the lord on the stage, Zeta Bosio; and the best, the main person, a well-known in the guitar and the voices, a men talented and the mind of Soda, the soul of performance, he is Soda, Gustavo Cerati. Was something that I’ll never forget.
I had to wait 5 months since that I bought the ticket, five large month, but was a little time compared with all of my life waiting for the miracle of they come back to play for us, for his people.

...in/on the water

Will be cool to me practice some water sports such as jet ski, launch and dive. The water is a good environment to realize some activities because is different to my environment, and the weather conditions practice in are the best to me, the summer is my favorite year time.
Well, jet ski is a sport where someone take a ship with a motor and sail at great speeds on the water; it’s cool because somebody can travel the coast from the sea, furthermore feel the little drops of water for the velocity obtain. Will be great roam for Chile’s coast little by little with a jet sky watching the differents landscape from the sea, and feeling the wet wind.
Launch is fantastic too, because is like a car, but on water, accompany of good friends, family and/or my girlfriend. I imagine that I take the launch, with anybody else, and travel across the lake at high speed, with obstacles in front of us, and finished in middle, eat something, take some of sun and talk of the life. Enjoy all day on the water.
The last activity that I want to do is diving in a clear seawater from any part of world; is a frustrated dream to me. The dive is an act where somebody inmerse in a water body, like the sea, lagoon or a river, for differents, as sports, scientific researchs, commerce and militar reasons. The better part of this is enjoy the beauty bottom of sea, watch the flora and fauna, and feel the water in all body.

gooooooooooooooooaaallll

Today a woke up at 7:10 am, because I wanted see the previous time in tv, but not much time before for don’t wait a lot time, for the anxiety. I go to my mom’s bed an saw the match with she, I was lying down watching the match, some nervous and anxious in the first minutes. Sometimes I scream to the tv complain because the moves don’t finish in a goal. My nails finished very short for my front teeth. Chile dominated in the first part, without depth; Chile have not “lollipop” Suazo, who swept away marks, to “alerzi” Sanchez or Beausejour run with the ball to goal line for pass the ball. But “Wizard” Valdivia was in the position of Suazo and this affect to the game of the rest of the players. The bad words went to the players, my mom saw to me move the head meaning to say, don’t do it. Then, I saw some pass, and surprise, a goal!, I think a little time, until I scream the goal as: gol conchetumareeeee!!!!!!!!!! (sorry for the expression). It comes out of my soul, and ufffff, a relax time and anxios waiting for the next goal. The other part of the match was only for Chile, with a fidgety Sanchez, an inspired Vidal, and a secure defence. In the last minutes the nervous growth, but thanks to go, nothing happens. I enjoy the match, but i suffer waiting for the goal, but I can say, common Chile, we do it.

Claudio’s blog

This blog apparently is very simple, he carry out the tasks. But, mmm, the presentation it’s so simple. I think that it’s good, but is necesary some details for that the visit be pleasant, or funny.
First, lack of desing, colour, is very poor in this aspect. Is so flat to the eyes. No contain photographs, videos, nothing out of the common; is as a school notebook of english, with the difference that have some green.
Contain six posts about the tasks that the teacher gave us, they are tidy, with the respective dates and titles. Is vere tidy, but the idea of this activity to me is that we learn english through of daily things, as the blog because we train the english as a normal conversation. Well, I think that this activity is a chance to do something like a common people that have his blog and talk about his life or something. This blog carry out whit the tasks, but not whit all the objectives.

Flute sopranino

Can be seem ridiculous, but their sound reassuring even at the beasts, to me too. I,m talking about the flute sopranino, an instrument very simple that anyone can play. I´m one of those in anyone.
In my leisure I play the flute sopranino, because relax me and I enjoy hear my favorites songs played by me. Whenever i’m bored or stressed, I take the flute to play anything, any song that spring to my mind, as classical music, sound tracks of films or anything. I’m not a devote student of this instrument, is only a hobbie of a amateur that love’s the good sounds. Due to I play it in some ocassions when I want hear again a song that sound in tv, radio or in my mind.
I played the flute since the last year of high school, when my teacher of musical education lent me his flute for a year. I remember that I played with my friend from that time; he with the piano and I with the flute obviously. We played our love songs and improvised play from those songs. Was cool. Really I loved did, because i thought that i was a musician, but when I listened me, I down from my ideas.

Moving everithing, including.....

Hello again companions:
Uufffff, is terrible talk about this theme, but sometimes is good released something of our bad reminds.
Well, I remember that I was watching TV in a country nearby to beach; then I’m feel so sleepy and I go to my tent. I Wrapped to my self with the sleepbag (my cousin was sleeping next to me), in the mean time that I was nearly to sleep, precede to move the surface, some softly, i soy to myself “na’h, it’s another simple seismo”. But suddenly the movement began to be stronger, until reach a point that i think “this is a earthquake”. Then quickly I awoke to my cousin telling: “ wake up %#//=, this is a eartquake, wake up”. He just listen to me, he was very sleepy, but we leave whitout sneakers to the sand. My mother and my father were hugging, very scared. I didn’t feel the same, but my thoughts were with two people, my brother and my girlfriend, specially she.
My neighbours were in a party very drunk, hallucinating and talking only crap; anyway were polite asking us about our condition.
That night was very long, not only for me, for all the people who suffered the effects of this movement.
This is to learn, only to learn that our lifes are fragile.

The biggest relax of the world

Wow, the pleasure to attain the relax in certain circumstances of trouble, of those most desperates, is priceless. Few technological elements in this world can produce this relax, one of them is W.C..
The choice may seem stupid, or funny but i thik that this people never imagined a life whitout W.C.; that would uncomfortable be being in a problematic situation and having to go to the foot of a tree to be quiet, be seen and smelled all be passing through there, have to be cleaned with a piece of tree and surely being dirty. I don't know what I would do.
So, the W.C. is a sanitary element used to colect and dispose of human waste into a sewerage system, removing the depositions of the houses.

My first time with this wonderful and comfortable invention, I don't remember it, because since I have use of reason that I use, but the thing that I remember are relaxing moments of intimacy, thinking only in monkey business, taking me more time than I should.

I hope that don't you take this opinion as a joke, think in my reflection about this seriously.
Bye and see ya'.

Domo arigato Mr. Roboto

Styx - Mr. Roboto
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Konishiwa companions:
This song comes from a futurist past in the 80’s. It was written by Dennis Deyoung and performed by Styx, from which De Young was the vocalist.
This song is from the progresive rock genre, being recorder in 1982 and published in 1983 in the álbum named “Killroy was here”, very popular and famous specially for the roboto song.
The first time that I listen this song was three years ago, in a program of VH1 channel. Since I listen it, it became in one of my favorites because I thing that it is very funny, I don’t know why, but is ridiculous and funny. Really, mmmmm, I think that isn’t my favorite theme, but have it a special place in my secret list of greates’s hit of my mind.
The lyrics are very stranges, and however I traduce it, I can’t comprehend the history, some notions come to me, but the song have some of madness.

Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto,
Mata ah-oo hima de
Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto,
Himitsu wo shiri tai

You're wondering who I am-machine or mannequin
With parts made in Japan, I am the modren man

I've got a secret I've been hiding under my skin
My heart is human, my blood is boiling, my brain I.B.M.
So if you see me acting strangely, don't be surprised
I'm just a man who needed someone, and somewhere to hide
To keep me alive-just keep me alive
Somewhere to hide to keep me alive

I'm not a robot without emotions-I'm not what you see
I've come to help you with your problems, so we can be free
I'm not a hero, I'm not a saviour, forget what you know
I'm just a man whose circumstances went beyond his control
Beyond my control-we all need control
I need control-we all need control

I am the modren man, who hides behind a mask
So no one else can see my true identity

Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto, domo...domo
Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto, domo...domo
Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto, domo...domo
Thank you very much, Mr. Roboto
For doing the jobs that nobody wants to
And thank you very much, Mr. Roboto
For helping me escape just when I needed to
Thank you-thank you, thank you
I want to thank you, please, thank you

The problem's plain to see: too much technology
Machines to save our lives. Machines dehumanize.

The time has come at last
To throw away this mask
So everyone can see
My true identity...
I'm Kilroy! Kilroy! Kilroy! Kilroy!

Welcome to a sum of delirious disregard that only serves to waste time. If I were you, scape from this dump.