Friday, February 4, 2011

Other Ways To Masterbate In The Shower

The meaning of the word "help"


Friday night. A quarter to nine or so.
get down to empty the garbage and I see a car stop. Beyond the road. Straddling the sidewalk.
Inside there is none. I look better. There are some. It 's a shrunken old man sitting in the back seat. It looks like a mannequin. A mannequin with no arms who is about to be thrown out. The car is a Opel Kadett. I wonder how I came to recognize it. I do not know, but I'm sure it is an Opel Kadett . Of gray. A gray made from the dark night.
let go of the bag and rest stop at the gate ajar. I look up the house lights on. The mirage of a sofa through my mind. Then I return the car. Man, if a man is still there. I wonder what the exact meaning of the word help. If still worth something to me. Then I turned and briskly through the deserted road.
No. Deserted not. The passage of a cat surprises me on the right. Slips on the pavement, scale a high fence of bricks and not see him again.
Now the Opel Kadett in front of me. A few steps away. The old does not seem to have seen me. E 'property. Something is covering his head. A hat. No. A cap. A cap from which sprout a nose and two lips clearly tightened. It 's a bathrobe? No. It 's a habit. A dark cloak that goes down along the body. I stand on the sidewalk. The cold air stings my feet. Slippers and socks are not enough. Should I get closer. Tour around the car. One, two times. Man's gaze is fixed into the unknown. And the unknown is a dead end between the light fields. I look to the house. E 'close, but I feel a thousand miles away. The light is still on. Waiting for me. I knock at the window. I hear the sound of bone against the glass. Busso stronger. Of even more. I pull the door handle. E 'is closed, as all the others. The old man is locked inside.
The word "help" is pumping through my temples. The heart beats trying rhythms unknown. I leave the pavement and back across the street. A small step, but quick as those of the cat. I look up at home. The light is turned on and off before my eyes. Then something lifts me up. I feel nothing. Slammed to the ground between the trash. Raining glass and smoldering shreds. Stars. No.
"Help".
"Help".
Or the meaning of the word help.


help
[a-ver-to]
A sm
1 rescue operations or assistance to those in difficulty or danger: a. material and moral, ask, ask, call a. someone, in the. someone, give, give, give a., a a. to someone, run, come in. someone, does not want help from anyone
‖ action helpers: a a. decisive
‖ A collection of material resources provided to those who are in a state of great need: food aid, cash
‖ What that brings relief, comfort, I need a small a.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Vocabulary Workshop E Review Units 4-6

Interview with John Wayne and Sara

First I would like to thank Mr. Wayne for accepting my invitation to be here with us tonight.
John Wayne: "Ah, I who thank you Mauro. It 'a long time that someone asks me for an interview!" Mauro Pes
: "I know Mr. Wayne, but I want you to know I'm a big fan ever since I was a child, and that is why it is truly an honor guest in my humble blog. I still do not I can not believe it! "
John Wayne: "Nonsense Mauro! But call me John, I do not like formality." Mauro Pes
: "Well, then: like you want John! I would not make you angry ... However let me tell you that you speak Italian really a perfect ... "
John Wayne from my old magazine
John Wayne: " Ah thanks Mauro , you're too kind. The Italian taught me Dean Martin (born Dino Paul Crocetti, ed) on the set of "Rio Lobo" and since then I do not have most forgotten. Besides, nowadays if you do not know the language "you're dead!" Mauro Pes
: "Yeah John, but tell me you are frequently in Italy?"
John Wayne: "Every now and then. I bought an old prison here in Vicenza and sometimes I go there to see if it is still standing." Mauro Pes
: "For obvious reasons I do not ask where exactly, but tell me, is still standing?"
John Wayne: "Eh?" Ah yes, you can swear. I was there just yesterday to install two solar panels on the roof I was arcistufo to wash with cold water ... " Mauro Pes
: "I still much to be done by John."
John Wayne: "Oh you never stop working, there is always something to do ..." Mauro Pes
: "What idea have you tried our country? If you've taken a course ... "
John Wayne: " Italy? Well, it's a wonderful country in many respects. Too bad there is no room for cattle and horses in the wild ... "
Mauro Pes: " His name is John reckless. "
John Wayne: " Wild eh? I could "make a good film ..."
Mauro Pes: "John would be great. And the events linked to Premier Berlusconi did you get that idea? "
John Wayne: " I do not know Mauro, I heard about it, but I have not followed the whole thing ... Berlusconi had known at the time of TeleMilano, but I have not had contact with him ... "
Mauro Pes: "And I ask you why you had contacted?"
John Wayne: "Of course! Wanted to offer to become the human image of the issuer. At one point it was all done: we shot some pilot episodes of a quiz game that I had to submit, but then all jumped in the air and I replaced Mike Bongiorno. " Mauro Pes
: "Oh yeah, Well, speaking of Mike Bongiorno. You will certainly hear that they have stolen from the cemetery where his coffin lay ..."
John Wayne: "Of course I knew. AND 'frightening, but are you sure that there are no Indians around here?" I remember it was a tribe that's cooked and of raw ... "
Mauro Pes: " No, there are Indians around here John. Not least of the kind ... "
John Wayne: " I thought ... You know with globalization, today ... However, I am made another idea on the death of Mike ... "
Mauro Pes :" And can you tell us to? "
John Wayne: " Sure! Are you quite sure that not too lacking in some old ladies addicted to television? I were you I would look for in nursing homes, hospices ... You will see that you find it. After all, those people need company and without him it is no longer the same ... Or am I wrong? "
Mauro Pes: " Maybe not John, maybe you're wrong at all, but in the end: who am I to say that John Wayne is wrong? "
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