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adopted that child if she had been allowed to. 7- You might as well look for a needle in a haystack. 8- He might have had to go. 9- We must have taken the wrong way for we’re back where we started. There is nothing to be seen in the area, only a few broken farm buildings that must have fallen down years ago. 10- This head of state keeps betraying his international commitments. We must face facts: we must not let our guard down; 11- She mustn’t get tired. She is recovering from

in attendance. She was less animated than usual during the party, but not silent or sullen. She's a corporate lawyer and is just coming off a hard week of work. Although he tried not to indicate his frustration during the event, he was troubled that she wasn't in her usual entertaining mood. He was worried that his business contacts (he's an entrepreneur) might think that she was disinterested in supporting him or even snubbing them. At about 11:30 p.m. she quietly told him that she was tired and

“Effectively. But this night, have you seen anything suspect or any people out?” “Hum … no… except for some people who was out but after we did not see them any more.” Sophia showed them a photo of the victims. “Did you see these two guys?” she said. “Yes! This young man was outside, he was walking with someone, I don’t know his name but I can recognize him and this woman joined them I think. After a moment they had gone so far that I couldn’t see them.” “We must know who the person

so we were best friend by default. I was the first to see the younger girl standing in the middle of Prospect Street, straddling her bike, watching us. I heard someone laughing when I almost collided with Allison. I looked up, and there she was. I smiled. She smiled back. Prospect Street was in a white, lower-middle-class neighbourhood. Most of the houses were about seventy years old, of simple, sturdy design. The girl dressed in Kelly-green shorts and a T-shirt, looked small against the plainness

came to us and invited us to throw our scrap in the garbage, I saw a bump in her head. I may have been not unnoticeable because she spontaneously explained me she hurt a tree.Then she sighed and confided me she was in pain but didn’t tell any of her male colleagues because they would have make fun of her. she sighed she had always dreamed to be a gardener but sometimes she felt ill at ease surrounded by men.i think that can be a reason why women don’t want to work in male dominated sectors. there is

in Tuskegee, Alabama on fébruary 4, 1913. Her parents are James Mcauley and Leona Edwards who are a carpenter and a teatcher. Her ocupation was dressmaker but after she became an african american civil rights activist and the US congress later called "the first lady of the civil rights" and "the mother of the freedom movement". She fought for the equality of black people and white people citizen. At this moment were many differents between various races. The bus are an example of this segregation

3ème personne du singulier, ajouter un –s ou –es. 2. Généralité, vérité générale 1. I work every day. 2. The sun rises in the east. - Forme négative: I don’t listen – She doesn’t listen. 3. Narration, récit d’une histoire 3. Then, she eats dinner and goes to bed. - Forme interrogative: Do you listen? Does she listen? 4. Evènements d‘un emploi du temps régulier 4. The train to London leaves at 6.pm. 1. Action datée et achevée 1. They lived in Paris in 1996. - Verbes

during her life, undoubtedly contribute to her current day popularity. Her current day status as a Canadian icon is due to her artistic contributions to Canada and because as a women she she The fact that, as a woman Refusing to conform to social expectations, she is considered a women who was born before her time. She started writing later on in life and was encouraged to write about her childhood in a by but in the early 1930s Lawren Harris encouraged her to compile her recollections of her

date of first publication ·1994 publisher · SoHo Press narrator · Sophie Caco point of view · Sophie narrates in the first person, relating her direct experiences and impressions during the years that she is twelve (Section One) and eighteen through twenty (Sections Two to Four). Though she speaks in the past tense, Sophie presents her story in strict temporal order, rarely invoking the privileges or analyses of hindsight. Exceptionally, the narrative first-person fades as Sophie recounts a well-known

married life. In March 1881, at the age of eighteen, she married the Reverend Charles W. Barclay. During their honeymoon touring the Holy Land it is claimed that they discovered the true mouth of Jacob's Well, where Christ is thought to have rested. She became an accomplished public speaker and was to tour America giving lectures on her find in Palestine. The couple settled to parish and family life and she bore eight children. Following ill health she turned to writing and her first work, from 1905