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Merry Xmas

El nou servei de pràctiques d’anglès a través del telèfon que ofereix el Centre d'Estudis daVinci als seus estudiants d’anglès, un servei afegit als cursos d’adults i d’empresa.

S’adreça a les persones que necessiten practicar l’idioma anglès oral per motius particulars, per visites a l'estranger, per millorar a nivell professional o per fer el manteniment d’allò que havia après.

La conversa s’estableix en sessions individuals de 25 minuts que l’alumne pot fer des de casa o des de l’empresa; l’única condició és que l’ambient sigui tranquil i silenciós per posar la màxima concentració en el tema.

SUMMER MEMORIES

LAST SEPTEMBER WE DECIDED THAT THE SPIRIT OF SUMMER HOLIDAYS WAS IMPORTANT TO US AND THAT IT WAS TOO SHORT, SO WE STARTED ASKING OUR STUDENTS TO BRING THEIR SUMMER PHOTOS, SO WHEN IT GOT COLDER AND DARKER, WE COULD JUST LOOK AT THE WALL AND SMILE REMEMBERING THE THINGS WE HAD DONE, THE PLACES WE HAD BEEN TO AND THE PEOPLE WE HAD SPENT SOME TIME WITH...
I ENCOURAGE YOU TO DO THE SAME THIS SUMMER, SO WHEN YOU COME BACK IN SEPTEMBER, PLEASE BRING YOUR BEST PICTURES WITH YOU !!!!

HAVE A FANTASTIC SUMMER!!!!!

Viva la Vida!!!

This is the song which it was used by Guardiola to motivate his football team and so we did the same !!!! (with our hopes to get the same results) to our FCE STUDENTS


Lyrics

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sweep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead!
Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of sand, pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People could not believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter won´t call my name
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)

Hear Jerusalem bells are ringings
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter won´t call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when
I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh"