lunes, 31 de octubre de 2011
domingo, 30 de octubre de 2011
Spain, the place where my ancestors used to lived
I had chosen this video because it remembered me to my grandfather on my mother's side who came from Spain, Malaga and who had lived there a little part of his life. when I saw this video I could imagine my grandfather when he was a child and I think in all the thinks that he had lived there like playing or going to the school. Some ocassion I could think how sad he had felt when his parents died when he was just a little boy and how dissappointed of his family when they threw him out of his house with his brothers in order to obtain the hereditance that his fathers had left behind.
sábado, 29 de octubre de 2011
My ancestors
I am Jose Marquez and I am twenty years old and I used to live in Spain, Malaga with my family. It was the first day in January, we were in 1923 and it was cold in Spain because it was winter and we could not go out of our houses as a consequence of a snow storm which was creating serious disruptions in this place. As a result of our economic problem we were renting a house which we had to share with another family because we could not buy one.
I used to work in a shoe factory where I had a low payment that did not let me have the opportunity to save money and go away from this country. In spite of having not money, when i arrived one night after had worked thirteen hours in the , i woke all my family up and took them to the harbour. when we arrieved there we did not have money to pay the trip on the ship, but we decided that we had to come inside of it. so when the man who were watching the ship go away, we entered in the ship and we had hidden between the boxes were with the charge.
when we arrived to Argentina, we had the hope that we would change our lives and would have something better. At that time, we had nothing to lose, and some days later we could find a placed to settled down in Buenos Aires. A few years later, I had been married with sara,a girl hat i had met while I was orking and who was from Capital Federal city. Finally she had moved with me to Guernica, a little town far away of the city, and we started to become a family.
I used to work in a shoe factory where I had a low payment that did not let me have the opportunity to save money and go away from this country. In spite of having not money, when i arrived one night after had worked thirteen hours in the , i woke all my family up and took them to the harbour. when we arrieved there we did not have money to pay the trip on the ship, but we decided that we had to come inside of it. so when the man who were watching the ship go away, we entered in the ship and we had hidden between the boxes were with the charge.
when we arrived to Argentina, we had the hope that we would change our lives and would have something better. At that time, we had nothing to lose, and some days later we could find a placed to settled down in Buenos Aires. A few years later, I had been married with sara,a girl hat i had met while I was orking and who was from Capital Federal city. Finally she had moved with me to Guernica, a little town far away of the city, and we started to become a family.
viernes, 28 de octubre de 2011
A letter to my family
Dear family:
I was in a ship with a crowd of people who were going to Argentina too and there were a lot of families who came from different countries and some of them speak in languages that I could not understand. there were a loft of them who were crying too, I did not know the reasons but I supposed that they had lost their families or had to left them behind.
I had been alone in this ship because nobody spoke my language and I had tried to understand to the others when they were talking but it was impossible, their idiom and their culture was too much different that I could not be able to understand a word.
However a few days ago, while I was in the stern of the ship seeing my continent for last time, a man came near to me and began to speak me, but unfortunately I did not know what he was trying to say me, so he realized that I could not understand nothing and he began to move his hands in order to explain me with them. In spite of his good movements and gestures, I could not understand him but it was a very funny moment to me.
This man seemed to be alone, because he stayed with me after that strange day when he had tried to speak with me, he had continued making this strange gestures and after three days I could understand some of the things that he tried to say me. One of them was that his family were died because a bomb had exploded where they used to live, and he explained me that he was working when it had happened, so I supposed that he did not have a family and there were the reasons which motivated him to try to speak with me because he had realized that I was alone too.
Well, I expected that when I arrived to Argentina, I could find a job and a confortable place to live, while I was learning some words with my new friend who I named Pedro because his real name was so difficult to pronunciate and it was worst if I would want write it. I hope that you are good, I will write you when we arrived to the country.
Kind regards!!
I was in a ship with a crowd of people who were going to Argentina too and there were a lot of families who came from different countries and some of them speak in languages that I could not understand. there were a loft of them who were crying too, I did not know the reasons but I supposed that they had lost their families or had to left them behind.
I had been alone in this ship because nobody spoke my language and I had tried to understand to the others when they were talking but it was impossible, their idiom and their culture was too much different that I could not be able to understand a word.
However a few days ago, while I was in the stern of the ship seeing my continent for last time, a man came near to me and began to speak me, but unfortunately I did not know what he was trying to say me, so he realized that I could not understand nothing and he began to move his hands in order to explain me with them. In spite of his good movements and gestures, I could not understand him but it was a very funny moment to me.
This man seemed to be alone, because he stayed with me after that strange day when he had tried to speak with me, he had continued making this strange gestures and after three days I could understand some of the things that he tried to say me. One of them was that his family were died because a bomb had exploded where they used to live, and he explained me that he was working when it had happened, so I supposed that he did not have a family and there were the reasons which motivated him to try to speak with me because he had realized that I was alone too.
Well, I expected that when I arrived to Argentina, I could find a job and a confortable place to live, while I was learning some words with my new friend who I named Pedro because his real name was so difficult to pronunciate and it was worst if I would want write it. I hope that you are good, I will write you when we arrived to the country.
Kind regards!!
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