These are some of my friends who are starting to be successful
and all terrific guys. I wish them my best and I’m very proud of them.
First, this is Dave. He is few years younger than me
we worked at the same company before the economy ?tanged and he started as a production assistant
and I thought he was a good kid so I took him under my ?waying a little and I recommended him for advancement and staff like that
He’d moved up to junior producer when our company closed
now he just got back to from ?plung after two years producing a big budge action adventure movie with do a lot of impossible Kanfu stants, and everything gets blown up I thing it’s just great that he got so far so fast even if a while I was working at a coffee shop, I was standing around and hope evrythings work as well for him and I’m not even remotely envious (adj.) I’ve never have fleeting thoughts of the movie being a big ?flop of the box reputation going ?saraly in ?this him asking me for reference ? he could get a job at fast food restaurant then moving back in with his pearents.
major box office flop《a ～》ハリウッドの駄作、興行成績の面では失敗作
Next, this is Owen, he is one of those guys who read computer magazines in high school because he had a hard time getting dates. We’d been
?past for a while and about two years ago he started tec consulting company with one other guy now he got contract with half million dallers and his client put up him the Hilton for free room-service so anyway I’m ?intest aride for him I’m so proud of him that he did all his way and never have momenraly thoughts about tec industry going dawn ??that towards bizarre all the consulting work getting overseas to India or scring up him job getting black list and his bisuness partoner ?busying all the money and flew into Mexico
going down the tube = failure
screwing up = making a big mistake
embezzling money = stealing money in a hidden way
And then lastly, this is John he draws comics and had bee sending them to a local newspaper and last month they actually started printing ?? things now he has a paper four times a week and he is making his living off on his work when I over hear people talking about him in cafes,
Well , I say all the more ?power to him I’m really happy about him not at all bitter and never have any thought of him running out of ideas and the comic getting droped that was to him somehow like spritting his drawing hand or getting struk by lightning or coming dawn by ?bipper on the play going on in bell folling on him he is stepping a land mine or his house burning dawn and or him being attacked by a ?mounting ?miner or him driving his car off five hundred feet cliff in the Pacific Ocean
spraining his drawing hand
**hurting his drawing hand rootword: "sprain"
coming down with the bubonic plague
**sickeness carried by rats
stepping on a landmine
**also known as "Black Death"
: anvil = used by blacksmiths and sword makers
These are my friend all terrific guys I’m proudo of
a few of my highschool teachers
1) Why was the boy worried in general?
2) What was the name of the Algebra teacher?
3) What did the boy observe about his teacher?
4) What kind of rumor did he hear about his Algebra teacher?
Today I was sitting and remembering when was a kid and for starting high school. I was kind of worry because I didn’t know what kind of teachers I would have. I probably didn’t need to worry about it, because I am pretty sure they were fairly typical.
My algeblra class was taught by this guy named Mr. Klaider.
He was actually a pretty good teacher, but couldn’t help noticing with regard as what shirt he was wearing, he wore the same pair of white canvas pants evry single day, weekend and ?week out.
He was ?always? ?? this is because he drew on the blackboard with white chalk , so he could wipe his hands with his pants without anyone noticing/
One day in the lunchroom, me and some of my classmates had rumored that Mr. Klaider had worn different pair of pants that day, and we were all looking for it giving him amount of crab about it.
It was not to be though because Mr.Kliader walked into the room he just rised his arms and said, don’t say a word about or he’d sent thirty five kids’ to detention for the next two weeks.
So another setting new thing and we proceed to learn about Pythagorean theorem.
Pythagorean /pɪˌθæg əˈri ən/
theorem /ˈθi ər əm, ˈθɪər əm/
I had Miss Silvei for English
She was a kind young for a teacher, but I really liked her class because we read I conciderd to be high level literature, and I was pretend those characters from ,, or one full over the Cook-is-nest. -ist ==>One flew over the cuckoo's nest
Towards at the end of the semester though , Miss Silvie would stop class about ten minutes early and let us start our homework ,and ?insure? go over and
sit with a group of popular girls and start talking about shopping ,suntans, and going to the mall.
This was sort of weird to see because she would start using of expressions. It’s like an hours like I was totally Oh, my God!
ensure - guarantee **to make sure
My history class was pretty bizarre? because Mr. Grab always made you feel like you ?chest up? into the time work back of the year 1945 He had always wore these well polished wingtip shoes and he walked around the room, they would go clop, clop, it was a kind of hypnotizing. In a school of generally ??? his kids his class was always dead silent because even though he always seemed so calm you also wondered if he was ?snapped at any moment
I always believed the rumor that he had a loaded gun and a bottle of whiskey in his desk.
To use a term that I learned in the class, Mr. Brurry was an ectomorph and even though the term is now outdated I suppose I am too.
Anyway I particularly liked his class because he talked extensively about his Stanford prison experiment and ?familar ?grammer ?biden experiment and Dr. Carton’s experiment on the over population of ?grownth
All these experiments I thought of ? ?grimps in how humans could be capable ?aback into so badly towards each other which is the exact sort of thing to be interested in here about ?human to at high school like mine.
My art teacher Mr. Dean also taught me basics of drawing, but also had a
Bel canto command and girls by suggesting that we all had a ? picking ?gum test. He was my favorite teacher at school in my senior year though he was gone through a divorce, ? rarely left his back room office the story had a happy ending though because a few years later I run into him with his new girlfriend
She had her under arm hair so long you could braided it if you wanted to, but I am not going to ? be judgment about that.
"belch" on command **to burp
He'd like to gross people out by suggesting that we all have a "nose-picking" contest.
Mr. Santos was my guidance counselor ?? suggest prospects of my future which I don’t bilieve that his thought was very bright He talked me about colleges ? ? look out of the window. The thing is I’m pretty sure that sort of the time that since I was graduated I was going to embark so many great adventures in such uninteresting life but I would never remember or care what had happened in high school anyway. I thought at that time I guess that I was wrong.
an interesting life NOT: "uninteresting life"
At that sort of time, he gets filled with sadness. そんな時、彼は悲しい気持ちでいっぱいになります。