I Have Dream

habitude dans le passé, c’est le preterite simple ou bien would ou used to + bv. Pour traduire « Je voyageais beaucoup pendant mes études », qui parle d’une habitude dans le passé, il existe trois possibilités : – I travelled a lot during my studies ; – I would travel a lot during my studies ; – I used to travel a lot during my studies. Comment savoir laquelle utiliser ? Cela dépend de distinc- tions faites bien plus en anglais qu’en français. Elles indi- quent le caractère achevé ou non achevé de l’action

and their growing importance in some cities like Sacramento in California. I will divide my commentary into 4 parts: 1. First I will locate the city of Sacramento and Sequoia Way and explain why many ethnic minorities live there. 2. Second, I will describe the harmonious life of the different ethnic minorities in this district. 3. Then, I will speak about the tension that also exists there. 4. Finally I will present an image of the American population in the future, using figures

Africa: The rise of a Long Forsaken continent I. African Dream 1. A new economic target For a long time Africa has been neglected by international investors, but the situation has changed. Indeed African countries are attracting more and more foreign investors. Africa is becoming therefore a new economic target. We will see at first the reasons why foreign investors are now more confident in the potential of African countries? Africa natural resources is certainly the main reason

Everything starts with a fitst-degree song. We have to say Nightmare, Avenged Sevenfold fifth album, was made with pain, due to Jimmy Sullivan's death, drummer who died at the age of 28, last December. Entirely composed before the one we called The Rev took his leave, Nightmare was such a difficult record to finish : a real Nightmare where some guardian Angels nevertheless bent down. First, this amazing tandem made up of the producer Mike Elizondo (a multi-instrumentist with an eclectic CV (Switchfoot

side brains C G Am F G I knew I wouldn't for-get you and so I went and let you blow my mind C G Am F Your sweet moonbeam the smell of you in every single dream I dream C G Am F G I knew when we col-lided you're the one I have de-cided who's one of my kind F G C G F

Ashcroft said that Al Qaeda plans to "hit the United States hard." He said high-profile events this summer like the upcoming G-8 summit and the political conventions provide "especially attractive targets." But "soft targets" such as shopping malls have also been mentioned. And let's not forget the possibility of chemical or biological weapons. At a news conference in Los Angeles on Tuesday, one of the officials said that this climate of fear, of color-coded alerts, of frequent on-guard-for-terrorism

moyen de se reproduire et non de prendre du plaisir. For me I think the food is better than sex for several reasons: With food, we can make our trade, sell, create a business and make a living. Unlike sex , which is absolutely worthless in the business , except perhaps for women ... ( joke) With food, we can have thousands of opportunities to have fun. We are not limited unlike sex. You're also not singled out because you have a sexual preference different. Finally, sex is unhealthy, it

what Jack and Algernon- the two main characters of the play-are not. There are four main themes which can be recognised in the play: social snobbery, money matters, appearance matters and false values and lastly, not being sincere. In this essay I intend to focus on each category to highlight the society Wilde describes and the values he portrays. These will be backed up by quotations from the play. In the play Wilde often describes the social snobbery of the characters, Lady Bracknell

Nothing moves in the ravaged landscape save the ash on the wind. It is cold enough to crack stones, and when the snow falls it is gray. They sky is dark. Their destination is the coast, although they don't know what, if anything, awaits them there. They have nothing; just a pistol to defend themselves against the lawless bands that stalk the road, the clothes they are wearing, a cart of scavenged food — and each other. The Road is the profoundly moving story of a journey. It boldly imagines a future in

It is Patrick speaking… I am coming for you soon. You will be ready, won’t you, Mary?” Then, almost immediately, the strains5 of “Annie Laurie” once more filled the room. Mrs Harter sat rigid in her chair, her hands clenched on each arm in it. Had she been dreaming? Patrick! Patrick’s voice! Patrick’s voice, in this very room, speaking to her. No, it must be a dream, a hallucination perhaps. She must just have dropped off to sleep for a minute or two. A curious thing to have dreamed – that her dead