Para
mi clase de inglés he tenido que escribir un relato de navidad. No
es que sea, desde luego, el mejor de mis escritos, ni mucho menos,
pero es que mi inglés tampoco es muy bueno (por lo que si veis una
falta no dudéis en decírmelo). Así que ahí va:
A CHRISTMAS
STORY
Once
upon a time a small dog that didn't even have a name. It was only a
newborn puppy whose mother, a stray dog, had died because of the
cold. So it was alone between cardboard boxes to protect itself
against the cold winter. It was really hungry and frightened so that
it used to cry every night.
It
thought it was going to die when a man arrived and picked it up to
bring it with him. He washed it and gave it some dry bread and the
puppy started feeling better.
This
man was Sam, who had a lovely child called Mika. Mika was five years
old and he was really glad because soon it would be Christmas and he
was waiting Santa Claus very excited.
But
his parents weren't so happy. They have no money to buy a gift for
Mika and they didn't want Mika lost his hope. Hence, when Sam heard
and saw the puppy crying, he thought it would be a great present for
Mika who would look after it very well.
And
this is the story about how Mika and Bites, his dog, met each other.
Five years later, Mika goes on saying that Bites is the best present
he had ever had.
¡Y
con esto os deseo una muy Feliz Navidad!
