CHILDREN IN THE JUNGLE
Presentation
Hi! I'm Rubén , a Childhood Education student from Madrid (Spain), and this is my Blog. In my Blog I'll put some useful information and resources, always related with the Childhood Education, that I've found in my personal research. I hope you enjoy it!!
lunes, 9 de noviembre de 2015
domingo, 8 de noviembre de 2015
lunes, 26 de octubre de 2015
martes, 20 de octubre de 2015
IDEAS FOR HALLOWEEN
Under your doormat
Zombie windows
The Zombie Apocalypse has finally happened. What do ya do first? Board up all your exposed windows of course. Then worry if your brains are tasty.
domingo, 18 de octubre de 2015
Knock Knock, Trick Or Treat?
LYRICS
Knock knock, trick or treat?
Who are you?
I'm a ghost. I'm a little ghost.
Knock knock, trick or treat?
Who are you?
I'm a ghost. I'm a little ghost.
Knock knock, trick or treat?
Who are you?
I'm a cowboy. I'm a little cowboy.
Knock knock, trick or treat?
Who are you?
I'm a cowboy. I'm a little cowboy.
Knock knock, trick or treat?
Who are you?
I'm a witch. I'm a little witch.
Knock knock, trick or treat?
Who are you?
I'm a witch. I'm a little witch.
Knock knock, trick or treat?
Who are you?
I'm a monster. I'm a little monster.
Knock knock, trick or treat?
Who are you?
I'm a monster. I'm a little monster.
Knock knock, trick or treat?
Who are you?
I'm a ballerina. A little ballerina.
Knock knock, trick or treat?
Who are you?
I'm a ballerina. A little ballerina.
Knock knock, trick or treat?
Who are you?
I'm a pirate. I'm a little pirate.
Knock knock, trick or treat?
Who are you?
I'm a pirate. I'm a little pirate.
Knock knock, trick or treat?
Happy Halloween. Happy Halloween.
Knock knock, trick or treat?
Happy Halloween. Happy Halloween.
viernes, 2 de octubre de 2015
MY CHILDHOOD
POEM
My childhood was the time when i was innocent…when the world seemed to be fair….when my universe was around my toys.
My childhood was the time when i lived in my dreams…when everyone was selfless …when everyone appeared to be a friend.
My childhood was the time when my life was full of colours…when sorrows never knocked my door. When smile was gift presented to everyone .
My childhood was the time when love was pure…when there were no obligations…when tenderness prevailed.
My childhood was the time which is long gone…tears flow from my eyes when i go back in my childhood…my childhood will never come back but…the child in me will never go.
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