Persuasive Writing Work Sheets

molinha @ 2006-05-05T11: 29:00

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Country all arcs and steps, lanes and climb.
not ever go down, go up only.
country where everyone greet me as if I were the place, maybe they would like it to be, or believe it even if only I seem to be so different and so far from the tranquility and silence.

But certain places I can see them, to see them and understand them. I see some magic in that place. Maybe they have understood that greet me.

Roads that unfold before me, day and night, cold water, the smell of the beach and olives.
wine and beer, fun and distances shorter, words thrown into the air with less fear they fall and break.
Sometimes an undeserved pain I shake the base of the chest and makes me damn evil. It makes me like they are not.

swallow and throw down, I can do yet, and believe even more.
I want to be above the pain. Anger

the jet behind me, like salt launches x good luck, and there is only light and the smell that I feel, what makes me feel so good, that smell I carry on every day.
smell of clothes, and sea lanes, the smell of cold wind on the beach.
Smell of hands and skin, history. The view

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smell of beach

fogs and I can not see if it's sunny outside.
Inside is if nothing else. At times some rain cloud covers it, but there is always the wind ready to sweep it away. The view

fogs up and I see everything blurred, as if I'm under water: it must be sleeping. Or the sadness that sometimes comes without first bothering to tell, right to education, if there are persapere .. arrives and is installed, melancholy orange, which brings some old thoughts and good smell.
Today I was reminded that big red tin that was full of dough for the apple pie, sugary and dense that I robbed with the spoon, while my grandmother cut the apples into thin slices. I came to feel that scent.
Then came the smell of a beach that I know well, because it is mine.
A beach where I lived by night and by day of the things I've lived other. Very different during those years hardly believe it's the same beach.
And I've always preferred the evening when the sun has just set and not go any more, but the sky is still clear. And the calm water. Always.
Smell of evenings in solitude, thoughts of smell, the smell of expectations for the nights that would follow. Smell of departures and travel, sometimes with regrets.
Smell of friendship and dawn, the smell of beer and smoke.
odor odor removed in a dip in cold water, the last dive for the day.
Smell of walking barefoot and dinner and hot shower.

I want to go and find that beach. I want you to come with me.

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scattered thoughts

Sometimes the night is not flowing as smooth as expected.
Sometimes you wake up thinking, and tiredness can not take over.
're sound asleep and suddenly FRAN! here is the thought that comes, violent, sudden, and suddenly your eyes are open in the dark and the mind is in turmoil.
And if the thoughts are of a + then do not talk back to sleep .. you first need to think a little '. This is what I expect.

And these thoughts are always related to fear.
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pauradiaverfattoqualcosaditroppo
pauradiperderequalcosaoqualcuno
pauradiessersidimenticatodiunacosaimportante
pauradiunareazionediqualcunaltro
pauradinonsaperecosavogliamo
and there are countless others. But I only ever cmq fears, nothing concrete.
But they have the power to keep us awake, to monopolize our emotions .. to make us afraid.

There is always something to be solved, some imprefezione which makes a perfect situation because I have to work on it, of putting my efforts in a direction, processing and processed. Basically this is the idea of perfection, nothing is perfect, a priori, it is clear that I should put into the game, so, so willed there where is power what you want, etc etc.. ask no more.

But I have discovered some things.

I have found to be able to curb the less beautiful side of my character. Almost always.
I also discovered that not always worth it, but this time.
I discovered that the paintings in shades of gray hardly excites me. And I want to colors.
I discovered that I understand immediately the skin if a person is me / I will be nice or not.
I discovered that I love walk in the rain.
I discovered that I + cold.
I discovered that I want to say things that I've never said before. And that makes me feel free .
I discovered that they are still able to let go of everything and accept without some compromise to me that this weight. As if I had never experienced before.
I discovered that they are very good at the knot to tie but still like a little.
I found out I had a mad desire to divide, share ..
on the radio this morning I discovered that there Battisti, a piece that I could not remember and yet I remember very well ( who knows who knows who you are, who knows who you are, who knows what will become of us, we'll find out just living )
I discovered that sometimes the line between fear and anger is thin. I discovered the sky
can be land that can be pain and pleasure the passion may increase over time rather than decrease.
I found to be cold at times.
I found out I had a lot of important people around me and all, and everyone has something to me / tell me .
I found to be in love with a smile and wanting more.
morning I discovered that I like . For a lot of reasons.