Don't eat more McFlurry!!!

Do you know that McFlurry with Kit Kat and and chocolate is made from hamburgers, chips and bread?

When we eat a McFlurry the firts thing that comes to your mind is: Mmm... delicious! You look at it and you think that it's just skin with some kind of chocolate syrup and little peaces of kit kat on it, but NO. You are wrong, very wrong!

To make the McFlurry, the rubbish and the expired food, such as meat, chips bread or salad are collected by the McDonals workers and, instead of throwing all into the bin, they save a part if it. This part of disgusting and horrifing rubbish is put into a big and rouns machine that turns around and mix the food. After half and hour, that mixed food is converted into a cream. The cream is moved to another pot and converted into a white and frothy cream with a white colorant. Then, when the cream is completly white, the workers put a flavouring and some chocolate and kit kat on the cream that convert the mixure of rubbish into a delicious and yumy McFlurry.

I explain you that because I want to warn you about the risk that this ice-cream has for your health. That rubbish it isn't cleaned and has a lot of bacterias that are bad for your organism and that can produce you a very big infection or sikness at least. The next step, is dead!

An Alternative Mouse Plot

We hated Mrs. Pratchett. We hated her a lot. She was ugly, rude and her old and wrinkled hands horrify us every day we went to the sweet shop. That's the reason we made a plan to scary her. 

Firts of all, we decided that we must use the mouse we found in the school in our plan. We know that everybody hated mouse and all kind of animals that look like rats. 

When we had already taken the mouse, we covered it with colorfull and beautifull papers that make it look like a present. We also writte a note, with good caligraphy, that said: 

"Mr. Pratchett, you wouldn't know who I am but I had been observing you for days and I think you are the most beautiful woman I ever seen so, as a symbol of my love, I give you this lovely present. I hope you like it. "

While we were writting that corny letter we all started to laught because non of us never thought anyone of those nice things about her. 

When we had the mouse corverted that seems a present, with a reed loop  and the letter sticked at the bottom we went to the sweet shop. There, one of us distracted her and the others put the mouse inside the pocket of her coat. Quickly, we run off the shop and started laugthing and thinking about the reaction of Mrs. Pratchet.

We all wanted to know how she will act when she found that the lovely present of her not true lover was a discusting mouse!!!

My greatest wish in life

Since I was five years old and untill the age of elevent my world was full of music. 
I remember that my mum asked my to do another activity that wasn't related with sports (because I also swam at these time) and as I liked the music lessons we did at school I told her if I could go to a music school. She agree at the moment.
By the time I stayed there I learnend a lot of things related to music, above all, about classical music and also I started to play the piano. The last part was the best. 
At the begining of my piano lessons I was so exited that when I arrived at home I always practice with the little piano I had, that it was not more than 60 cm long!! 

At the age of sevent, I was devoted to the music lessons and the piano practice too. Thats why, my greatest wish in life was to be a professional pianist and enter to the Nacional Orchestra. 


I beg to my mum and to my dad a god and big piano. I wanted a long black piano, like the ones the professional used in concerts. I never get this piano, but they bougth my a second hand black electric piano that wasn't bad at all. For my it was enougth. Althougth I didn't have the best piano, I was happy to have the chance of practice every day. 
I also remember that I did kind of a music summer camp when I was eigth. I passed 15 days just playing piano and singing in the coral whith other boys and girls. The summer camp was amazing but the best thing of it was the concert I did at the end. It was my opportunity to feel like a professional, in front of more than a hundred people.


Nowadays, I don't play the piano. I left it when I was eleven and rigth now I only play it when I miss how did it feels like or when I like a song and I want to play it. 

My favourite candy

When I was a child, I swam in a club called CNP (Club Natació Poblenou).

I did it with my friends and although we competed, we enjoy it. 

The best part of the swimimg practice was the ending. My mum and Mariona's 

mum always waited for us in the bar in front of the swimmingpool. When we arrived to them, we praied for 50 cents. Now  it seems really stupid to pray for just 50 cents, but it those times, for us they were vital. We needed them to buy our favourite candy. 

Once we obtained the 50 cents we when running to the tobacconist that was also a candy shop. There, we bougth our candy. It had a name, Megatorcida, but we never called it for its name, we ordered it as the pink strip. It was a pink strip that inside has a white strip. It was more that delicious. It was like our reward for the effor we did in the swimmingpool. This became like a tradition for us but one year, noone knows why, the tabacconist close so, there was a time when we didn't eat pinks strips :( 

But, thanks God, we found them again in another candy shop, and the tradition started again. 

Now a days, neither Mariona or me swim but we still eat this candy. Not every day or every week just in special ocations or when we want to rememorate good times. 

My First Memory

I can't talk about my chilhood without mentioning the chocolate milkshake: CACAOLAT. It was and its now a very common milkshake for children but for my it wasn't only a common drink, it was THE MILKSHAKE.


It was my favourite drink and a kind of drug for years and I remember that every single morning of school days my mum wokes me up at 8 o'oclock and brougth me a Cacaolat. I don't like waking up early now and I didn't like it before so, for my the mornings were the most difficult part of the day. But, knowing that there was a Cacaolat waiting for me in the nigthtable was a kind of help and a motivation.  Drinking this milkshake in the moorning was like the element I needed to say Goodmoornig!! So, when cacaolat was missing in my moornings you can imagine that  what happened was worts that horrible. I screamed to me mum: If there isn't Cacaolat I don't go tot school!! I didn't said it as a joke, I was really serious about it. Because of that, my mum  brought me Colacao (milk with cacao) but for my it wasn't hte same. If i wasn't Cacaolat it wasn't good. Or Cacaolat or anything. It was like life or die. 


Thanks Good, all this sort of crazy for the Cacaolat thing passed and rigth now i'm not so obsecionated with it. I like it but I drink it few times. Now I laugth about this and more that I think about it more I value the patience that my mum had with me. She was really a Saint! 

My idea of beauty

It's difficult to thing about just one thing that is more beautiful than everthing else, but for my the idea of beauty is  represented on the Wadi Rum Desert in Jordan.

Two years ago I went there and what I saw was simple but at the same time extreamly magical. It's a bite hard for me to describe how you feel when you are there. It's like nobody else there. Like the desert and you. Just a lot of sand and hugh rocks around you without any flat or any hotel that can ruin the view. Everything is so pure and natural that the sensation of freedom invides you and make you do things you never thougth you would do.  You migth thing that the highs temperatures of the desert disturb you or make you feel uncorfortable but the point is that later it is,  better you feel and that looking at the sunset is a pleasure you musn't lose and that you never forget. 

The desert gives you time to think and relax. To forget and to imagine. And it's for this that my theory is that you need to be somewhere to me alone, to think, to express your feelings and to be yourself. And I recomend you to find this place. Not necessary a desert, just a privat place to be yourself.