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RESOLUTIONS   Another Year has come to an end. Darren has been writing down some New Year's Resolutions or decisions ...  [what she would like to do next year]  Have you thought about yours?   MAY YOU ALL HAVE A VERY GOOD NEW YEAR ! Be happy !                                                                                   CELEBRATE! Enjoy !                                                                                                                         ...

Let's be kind ...  

  Money,money,money by ABBA                               😄 I work all night, I work all day to pay the bills I have to pay Ain't it sad? And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me That's too bad In my dreams I have a plan If I got me a wealthy man I wouldn't have to work at all, I'd fool around and have a ball Money, money, money Must be funny In the rich man's world Money, money, money Always sunny In the rich man's world Aha All the things I could do If I had a little money It's a rich man's world It's a rich man's world A man like that is hard to find but I can't get him off my mind Ain't it sad? And if he happens to be free I bet he wouldn't fancy me That's too bad So I must leave, I'll have to go To Las Vegas or Monaco And win a fortune in a game, my life will never be the same Money, money, money Must be funny In the rich man's world Money, money, money Always sunny In the rich...

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Company Beginnings 'Kentucky Fried Chicken'   

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Merry Christmas and a  Happy New Year !        READ   -    LISTEN   -    HAVE FUN     -    ENJOY LIFE !

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  New York Cookbook - Recipes and Stories by Barbara Bloch.

  Short Story 👇

  THE GENTLEMAN     George Gordon was a robber. He robbed trains. But he was not like other train robbers. He was very different. He always wore nice clothes during his robberies, and he was very polite when he asked for money. “Excuse me, Ladies and Gentlemen,” he always said to the people on the train. “I’m terribly sorry to bother you, but could you please give me all your money?” He had a gun, but he never used it. He was a big man. He was very strong. People usually gave him their money without any problems. He never took money from the poor. When he saw poor people on the train, he gave them money instead of robbing them. They called him The Gentleman. The police searched for him across Canada, but they never caught him. He always got away. George had an old aunt. Her name was Helen. He sometimes stayed with her for a while. He hid all his money in the basement of her house, but he didn’t tell he...

    THE SHAMAN     “Laura, I’m very frustrated,” Mary says to her friend. “I’m thirty-five years old, and I’m still single. I want to find a husband, but I can’t. I have to do something, but I don’t know what.” “Go to the Indian reservation,” Laura says. “There is a shaman there. He can help you.” “A shaman? Are you joking?” Mary shouts. “I can’t go to the Indian reservation. I don’t want to go to the Indian reservation.” Six months later Mary drives to the Indian reservation. She wants to see the shaman. “Looking for a husband?” the shaman asks. “How do you know that?” Mary is surprised. “I’m a shaman. I know a lot of things.” “Can you help me?” Mary asks. “Yes, I can.” “What do I have to do?” Mary asks. She is happy. The shaman gives her a small statue of a young man and says, “Touch his head and say three times, ‘Give me the power to find you.’”  ...

  Story  by Ernest Hemingway.  “The Old Man at the Bridge”  *** An old man with steel rimmed spectacles and very dusty clothes sat by the side of the road. There was a pontoon bridge across the river and carts, trucks, and men, women and children were crossing it. The mule-drawn carts staggered up the steep bank from the bridge with soldiers helping push against the spokes of the wheels. The trucks ground up and away heading out of it all and the peasants plodded along in the ankle deep dust. But the old man sat there without moving. He was too tired to go any farther. It was my business to cross the bridge, explore the bridgehead beyond and find out to what point the enemy had advanced. I did this and returned over the bridge. There were not so many carts now and very few people on foot, but the old man was still there. “Where do you come from?” I asked him. “From San Carlos,” he said, and smiled. That was his native town and so it gave him pleasure to mention...

  ** Roald Dahl – Biography - summary Roald Dahl was born on 13th September 1916 in a Cardiff district called Llandaff (Wales). Dahl’s parents were Norwegian. Nine years after his father had died, his family moved to Kent in England and Roald attended Repton School : he was just 13. After school, he decided that he wanted to travel (voyager). So he got a job with the Shell Oil Company and two years later was sent to East Africa. In 1939, he joined the Royal Air Force (R.A.F.) and became a fighter pilot during World War II. Dahl started writing in the 1940s. He married the American actress Patricia Neal in 1953. They had five children together but got divorced in 1983. He wrote some of his best books between 1975 and 1986 (‘Danny the Champion of the World’ in 1975, ‘Matilda’ and ‘The BFG’ seven years later and ‘Boy’ in 1984). Roald Dahl died on 23rd November 1990 in Oxford, England.

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