Three Acrostic Poems

An acrostic poem is one where you choose a word or name and use each letter in the name as the beginning of a word or line that tells something about that person or topic. Here are three CHRISTMAS acrostic poems that students from tea_6_bee group have written.

Coming into C
Himney, has a
Red hat because he
Is a Santa Claus.
Tonight you
Might get
A present
So, sweet dreams

Character of Christmas is
Hot and fun
Reindeer
Ice cream
Snow
Time
Mother
Atmosphere is
So nice

Cool
Hot
Rudolph
Invited
Somebody
To
My
Attic
Suddenly, something happened …

Luka – Episode 2

Police takes Grace and Luka at surgery for medical examination. The findings aren’t good, the examination shows drugs in Luka’s blood. So the police take him and Grace at the police station and call their parents. When Grace’s mother and father arrive a policeman takes them out and talks with them for a while. He lets Grace go home but she has to be a witness.

After this Grace has a very bad time. She suffers from depression. She stays at home for two weeks and doesn’t talk to anyone. But one day she feels better and goes out for shopping with her best friend. She is sick but she tries to look well.

They go to a supermarket and start looking for some nice clothes. Suddenly Grace’s cell phone rings.
Grace leaves her friend and goes aside to receive it. She says ‘hello’ and she feels somebody’s hand on her mouth.
A stranger whispers to her ear ‘We know everything about you and your friend, John didn’t commit suicide.
Somebody gave him poisoned drugs. Guess who. Your friend must admit that he’s a drug dealer, he had drugs with him so it would be easy to get him involved in this. Now you come with us. We’ll explain you everything. It’s better if you help us.’

Christmas gift for …

I like buying and giving Christmas gifts because I like giving gifts in general. First of all I like buying presents for my closets family because I know well their needs and what they like. It is harder for me to find something interesting for other members of my family who I meet from time to time at Christmas eve dinner. They are all rather well-off and live abroad that’s why it is difficult to surprise them buying something special. Shops in foreign countries can still supply a greater variety of things and in better quality than our shops. However, I try to buy gifts which in my opinion are personal and practical, rather modest than expensive. I don’t want to give luxury things as Christmas gifts, to avoid some obligations between people and not to provoke anybody to take revenge. I also like wrapping presents nicely, but I don’t take any additional effort to do it, except buying wrapping paper or bags. 

I was particularly happy about the present I gave to my younger daughter last year. It was a pair of new ski boots and skis for which she had been waiting the whole year. I am always happy with presents I get from my husband because usually I choose them myself. 

This time I’ve got a list of presents I can buy at Harrods. I’ve chosen some kitchenware – an ice cream and frozen yoghurt maker. It is a rather small machine, made in a nice and modern design. I think this ice cream maker is user friendly because it looks simple and its parts are easily removable for cleaning. It churns 1,5 litres of ice cream in 15 minutes. I can prepare fresh and healthy ice cream and yogurt without any preservatives. My kids love ice cream and eat a lot of it all year round. Making ice cream from ecological ingredients is important to me for their sake. I think my family could have a lot of fun preparing ice cream together.

Christmas tree

The picture represents a tall tree, surrounded by bushes, with no leaves but lots of branches of different thickness. There are fifteen figures on it. The localization of the tree, time of the day or season remain unknown. 

The figures are either alone or form groups. Some stay in a stable, relaxed position, others are endangered with the fall. Some stay passive, others perform an activity: climb a rope, carry another figure, or tied to a branch jump headlong down. There are no details regarding their sex, age or facial expression.

These figures in various positions, at different height, form a spatial metaphor. They may reflect, for instance, an attitude towards Christmas or associations of Christmas at particular points in time. Three colours symbolize the time axis – blue for the past, pink for present and green for future.

  

Me as a singing bus conductor

I read a short article about Kev “Duke Bassie”, London’s singing bus conductor and imagined myself as him for a while.

I suppose I like some things about my work. First of all, working as a conductor gives me a certain feeling of freedom, because every minute I’m in a different place and I can feel how the city lives. The other thing I like about my work is having a possibility to meet people with a passion, like me.
What I dislike about my work is being on duty for eight hours a day. I hate to be kind and ask people to show their tickets for all day long. It bores me a lot. I feel that only music is really important to me. If I only could I would drop my stupid job.
In my opinion I miss being  totally independent of people and my present commitments.
I try to keep myself in a good mood, even though I have to work as a conductor. That’s why I sing songs while I’m working on the bus. But when I have some spare time I try to have real fun. I go to a party, meet women, drink alcohol or even take some drugs. All these things help me express myself and write music.
Happiness to me means freedom and independence, they let me live in my own way. For instance, if I feel like going to work, I go, but if feel like composing, I just do that. Freedom means that I don’t care about food, clothes and appearance. Also I cannot have too close relationships with people, especially with my family. Having a wife and kids puts me under obligation and limits my independence.

Łukasz

They say the good die young. This sentence perfectly fits my friend’s case. His name was Łukasz. I remember the day we met. It was couple of years ago at the gym where we were playing football together. He made a very positive first impression while talking with him for the first time.
Looking at his picture I can tell that he looks young, rather tall and muscular man. Most girls that knew him define him as a handsome boy. The most specific thing about him was that he always had a smile on his face. I can say a lot about his wardrobe but mostly he was wearing clothes that were fiting him. He was some kind of a “fashion freak”. Clothes always had to look good on him and colours had to match.
Undeniably he was the most cheerful person I have ever met. Even in the most unpleasant situations he was always thinking about bright sides of them. He had a lot of respect for other people. He had never bullied anybody. I can’t even think about any negative features of his character.
For the specific sense of humor I liked this person very much. If there would be more people like him the world would a better more optimistic and more happy place to live in.
(220 words)

Farmer saves trapped donkey

During the recent drought in southern Sicily a local farmer finds his donkey inside the dried up well and saves the poor animal in a very tricky way.

Southern Sicily has not seen a drop of rain for the last nine weeks so the fields look like a desert and the parched earth is covered with the debris of dried plants.

“I was doing the everyday rounds of my field – says Sicilio Picolo, a local farmer – when suddenly I heard some quiet noise coming out from the well near my shed’’. To his incredulity he saw the dusted back of his donkey at the bottom of the well. The next thing he remembers he ran to the shed for some tools to get the animal out. “I thought the best idea to help the donkey would be to throw earth and stones with my shovel onto the bottom of the well’’. After half a day of shovelling and throwing stones, Sicilio raised the well’s bottom to the surface level and fred the imprisoned animal. “And in the end the poor donkey ran away, maybe it thought that I was going to kill him’’ , says the farmer wiping tears from his eyes.