sabato 2 aprile 2011

My CuRRiCuLuM!

Personal information :




Born in         : Policoro (Mt) 18/08/1992
Resident in   : Policoro
Phone          : *********
Mobile         : *********
E Mail          : dolcix@live.it
License         : B car
Marital status: Single


Education:
2007/2011ongoing            : studies at the "accounting of turism"


Professional experiences:
2008                                 : Stage at the museum in Policoro for welcome visitors.
2011                                 : Reception at The TORRE BOLLITA in Novasiri.

sabato 19 marzo 2011

Cinderella Story Modern



A Cinderella Story is a 2004 American romantic comedy film. The film stars Hilary Duff,Jennifer CoolidgeChad Michael Murray and Regina King and was directed by Mark Rosman. The film's plot revolves around two Internet pen pals (Duff and Murray) who meet at a school dance and fall in love but two different worlds keep them apart. It received negative reviews from critics, but was a commercial successSamantha Montgomery (Hilary Duff) lives in the San Fernando Valley with her widowed father Hal (Whip Hubley), who runs A popular sports-themed diner. Hal meets and eventually marries A vain, self-absorbed woman named Fiona (Jennifer Coolidge). When the 1994 Northridge earthquake strikes, Hal is killed. As he supposedly left no will, Fiona receives all of his belongings, including the diner.

 She reveals her true hatred for Samantha, and banishes her to the attic room, spoils her own daughters, and forces Samantha into becoming little more than A servant. Eight years later, Samantha is employed at the diner and tormented by Fiona and her two dim-witted daughters, Brianna and Gabriella who aren't really as popular, or as well-liked as they think they are. Fiona is so self-absorbed that she uses more water than necessary despite the fact that the San Fernando Valley is in the middle of A drought. Brianna and Gabriella constantly try to play up to all of the popular students. A running gag that occurs through out the film shows Samantha's stepsisters taking lessons in Synchronized Swimming for which they are found to have absolutely no talent. Samantha struggles to cope at North Valley High School (despite maintaining straight "A's"), where queen bee cheerleader Shelby Cummings also torments her, like her stepmother and stepsisters, and calls her names such as "Diner Girl." Samantha confides in her online pen pal "Nomad," who shares her dream to attendPrinceton University. Little does Samantha know, "Nomad"'s true identity is Austin Ames (Chad Michael Murray), the popular - yet unhappy - quarterback of the school's football team and Shelby's boyfriend (although he breaks up with her, she chooses to ignore that). "Nomad" proposes that they meet in person at the school's Halloween dance. Initially reluctant, Samantha is convinced by her aspiring-actor friend Carter Ferrell (Dan Byrd) to go to the dance and meet her mysterious online friend.





On the night of the dance, Fiona forces Samantha to work the night shift at the diner, then leaves to drive Brianna and Gabriella to the dance. Carter and Rhonda (Regina King), Samantha's amiable co-worker at the diner, take Samantha to find A costume for the dance. Samantha, wearing A mask and A beautiful white dress, meets "Nomad" at the dance, and is surprised and shocked to learn that he is Austin. The two decide to leave the party to walk alone and get to know each other. After sharing A romantic dance together, Samantha and Austin begin to fall in love. But just as Austin is about to kiss her, Samantha's cell phone alarm goes off, warning her to return to the diner before Fiona comes back at midnight. She leaves without revealing her identity to Austin, and drops her phone on her way out. Austin picks it up and begins A desperate search to figure out who his "Cinderella" really is, the result being that every girl in school claims to be the mysterious owner of the phone. Carter, dressed as Zorro, rescues Shelby from the unwanted amorous advances of Austin's friend, David (Brad Bufanda). Shelby falls for "Zorro" not knowing who he is and Carter resolves to tell her who he really is the next day.
Later, Brianna and Gabriella discover Samantha's emails to Austin and realize that Samantha is Cinderella. They later present them to Shelby and convince her that Samantha persuaded him to leave Shelby to be with her. To retaliate, Shelby, Brianna and Gabriella perform A mean-spirited skit at A school pep rally where the emails are read aloud and Samantha's identity is revealed to Austin. Carter even experiences some humiliation when he sees Shelby and her friends lounging by the pool. He reveals that it was he who was dressed as "Zorro" and Shelby, showing her true colors, denies that anything ever happened between them at the dance. Samantha, who (like Austin) had been accepted to Princeton University, was then duped by Fiona into believing she was rejected. Shortly after, frustrated with Fiona's persistent emotional abuse and her schoolwide humiliation, Samantha quits her job at the diner and moves out to live with Rhonda.

Before a school football game, Samantha confronts Austin about his cowardice and lies. Before the final play of the game, he sees Samantha making her way out of the stands, and finally faces up to his father that he wants to attend Princeton rather than simply play football all his life. He hands his helmet to Ryan then chases after Samantha and apologizes. She accepts his apology and they share their first kiss as rain falls over the drought-plagued valley. Soon after, Samantha finds her father will hidden in her childhood fairytale book, which stated that all of his belongings would go to her. Samantha sells her step-family's fancy cars so that she can pay for college, and Fiona, who signed the will as A witness, is taken in for questioning after being chased through the front yard of what is now Samantha's house by the police. Fiona and her daughters are made to work off the money they stole from Samantha at the diner, which is restored to the way it was before Hal's death by its new owners, Samantha and Rhonda. Samantha then finds out that she was, in fact, accepted by Princeton after her acceptance letter was found in the garbage by her stepsisters. Things also work out in the end for Carter as he makes a commercial for acne medication. After being dumped by Austin, Shelby then makes A play for Carter only to be spurned in favor of Astrid, the school's DJ. Samantha and Austin begin A relationship and attend Princeton together. The film ends as they drive away together.






Cinderella
 Once upon a time... there lived an unhappy young girl. Unhappy she was, for her mother was dead, her father had married another woman, a widow with two daughters, and her stepmother didn't like her one little bit. All the nice things, kind thoughts and loving touches were for her own daughters. And not just the kind thoughts and love, but also dresses, shoes, shawls, delicious food, comfy beds, as well as every home comfort.  All this was laid on for her daughters. But, for the poor unhappy girl, there was nothing at all. No dresses, only her stepsisters' hand-me-downs. No lovely dishes, nothing but scraps. No nice rests and comfort. For she had to work hard all day, and only when evening came was she allowed to sit for a while by the fire, near the cinders. That is how she got her nickname, for everybody called her Cinderella. Cinderella used to spend long hours all alone talking to the cat. The cat said,
 "Miaow", which really meant, "Cheer up! You have something neither of your stepsisters have and that is beauty."


     It was quite true. Cinderella, even dressed in rags with a dusty gray face from the cinders, was a lovely girl. While her stepsisters, no matter how splendid and elegant their clothes, were still clumsy, lumpy and ugly and always would be.
  One day, beautiful new dresses arrived at the house. A ball was to be held at Court and the stepsisters were getting ready to go to it. Cinderella, didn't even dare ask, "What about me?" for she knew very well what the answer to that would be:
    "You? My dear girl, you're staying at home to wash the dishes, scrub the floors and turn down the beds for your stepsisters. They will come home tired and very sleepy." Cinderella sighed at the cat.
  "Oh dear, I'm so unhappy!" and the cat murmured "Miaow".
    Suddenly something amazing happened. In the kitchen, where Cinderella was sitting all by herself, there was a burst of light and a fairy appeared.
    "Don't be alarmed, Cinderella," said the fairy. "The wind blew me your sighs. I know you would love to go to the ball. And so you shall!"
    "How can I, dressed in rags?" Cinderella replied. "The servants will turn me away!" The fairy smiled. With a flick of her magic wand... Cinderella found herself wearing the most beautiful dress, the loveliest ever seen in the realm.
    "Now that we have settled the matter of the dress," said the fairy, "we'll need to get you a coach. A real lady would never go to a ball on foot!"
    "Quick! Get me a pumpkin!" she ordered.
     "Oh of course," said Cinderella, rushing away. Then the fairy turned to the cat.
    "You, bring me seven mice!"
  "Seven mice!" said the cat. "I didn't know fairies ate mice too!"
  "They're not for eating, silly! Do as you are told!... and, remember they must be alive!"
  Cinderella soon returned with a fine pumpkin and the cat with seven mice he had caught in the cellar


  "Good!" exclaimed the fairy. With a flick of her magic wand... wonder of wonders! The pumpkin turned into a sparkling coach and the mice became six white horses, while the seventh mouse turned into a coachman, in a smart uniform and carrying a whip. Cinderella could hardly believe her eyes.


    "I shall present you at Court. You will soon see that the Prince, in whose honor the ball is being held, will be enchanted by your loveliness. But remember! You must leave the ball at midnight and come home. For that is when the spell ends. Your coach will turn back into a pumpkin, the horses will become mice again and the coachman will turn back into a mouse... and you will be dressed again in rags and wearing clogs instead of these dainty little slippers! Do you understand?" Cinderella smiled and said,
    "Yes, I understand!"
    When Cinderella entered the ballroom at the palace, a hush fell. Everyone stopped in mid-sentence to admire her elegance, her beauty and grace.

 "Who can that be?" people asked each other. The two stepsisters also wondered who the newcomer was, for never in a month of Sundays, would they ever have guessed that the beautiful girl was really poor Cinderella who talked to the cat!
 When the prince set eyes on Cinderella, he was struck by her beauty. Walking over to her, he bowed deeply and asked her to dance. And to the great disappointment of all the young ladies, he danced with Cinderella all evening.

 "Who are you, fair maiden?" the Prince kept asking her. But Cinderella only replied:
 "What does it matter who I am! You will never see me again anyway."
 "Oh, but I shall, I'm quite certain!" he replied.
 Cinderella had a wonderful time at the ball... But, all of a sudden, she heard the sound of a clock: the first stroke of midnight! She remembered what the fairy had said, and without a word of goodbye she slipped from the Prince's arms and ran down the steps. As she ran she lost one of her slippers, but not for a moment did she dream of stopping to pick it up! If the last stroke of midnight were to sound... oh... what a disaster that would be! Out she fled and vanished into the night.
 The Prince, who was now madly in love with her, picked up her slipper and said to his ministers,
 "Go and search everywhere for the girl whose foot this slipper fits. I will never be content until I find her!" So the ministers tried the slipper on the foot of all the girls... and on Cinderella's foot as well... Surprise! The slipper fitted perfectly.

"That awful untidy girl simply cannot have been at the ball," snapped the stepmother. "Tell the Prince he ought to marry one of my two daughters! Can't you see how ugly Cinderella is! Can't you see?"
 


 Suddenly she broke off, for the fairy had appeared.
 "That's enough!" she exclaimed, raising her magic wand. In a flash, Cinderella appeared in a splendid dress, shining with youth and beauty. Her stepmother and stepsisters gaped at her in amazement, and the ministers said,
 "Come with us, fair maiden! The Prince awaits to present you with his engagement ring!" So Cinderella joyfully went with them, and lived happily ever after with her Prince. And as for the cat, he just said "Miaow"!     

sabato 12 marzo 2011

Pancakes :D Traditional Dish in North America

Pancakes!

The pancake is a traditional dish for breakfast in North America. It's like a thicker crepe.
Generally, the pancakes are sweets, accompanied by maple syrup, jam or honey, but there are several versions of savory pancakes with bacon or eggs.
It was a long time that I wanted to try this recipe for pancakes, but I was expecting more because I could not find maple syrup with which I wanted to stuff them .. the other night I have not resisted and I "had to" make pancakes with honey ... Even if they were mouth-watering.

Ingredients:
200 grams of flour,
2 eggs, 2 tablespoons olive oil
4 tablespoons sugar
200 ml of milk,
a pinch of salt
1 teaspoon baking powder
honey q.b.


Procedure:Beat the eggs and slowly add the flour, milk, oil, sugar and yeast to form a thickish batter.

Cover the mixture with plastic wrap and let stand for 30 minutes.

Heat a frying pan,grease it and rubbing a paper towel soaked in peanut oil.






Pour a ladle of batter in the center of the text (it will spread itself by forming a circle) and cook for 2 minutes, or until the batter will not begin to form bubbles

sabato 26 febbraio 2011

The Box

  





       Once upon a time ,                                                                                                                 in the land of Hushabye
Around about the wondrous days of yore
They came across a sort of box
Bound up with chains and locked with locks
And labeled, "
Kindly do not touch, it's war"

Decree was issued round about all with a flourish and a shout
And a gaily colored mascot tripping lightly on the fore
"
Don't fiddle with this deadly box
Or break the chains, or pick the locks
And please, don't ever play about with war
"

Well, the children understood, children happen to be good
They were just as good around the time of yore
They didn't try to pick the locks
Or break into that deadly box
They never tried to play about with war

Mommies didn't either, sisters, aunts, grannies neither
'Cause they were quiet and sweet and pretty
In those wondrous days of yore
Well, very much the same as now, not the ones to blame somehow

                                                   For opening up that deadly ox of war

But someone did, someone battered in the lid
And spilled the insides out across the floor
A sort of bouncy bumpy ball made up of guns and flags.

And all the tears and horror and the death that goes with war

It bounced right out and went bashing all about
And bumping into everything in store
And what was sad and most unfair
Is that it didn't really seem to care
Much who it bumped, or why, or what, or for

It bumped the children mainly, and I'll tell you this quite plainly
It bumps them everyday and more and more
And leaves them dead and burned and dying
Thousands of them sick and crying
'Cause when it bumps, it's really very sore

Now there's a way to stop the ball, it isn't difficult at all
All it takes is wisdom
I'm absolutely sure that we could get it back into the box
And bind the chains and lock the locks
No one seems to want to save the children anymore

Well, that's the way it all appears
'Cause it's been bouncing 'round for years and years
In spite of all the wisdom whizzed since those wondrous days of yore
And the time they came across the box
Bound up with chains and locked with locks
And labeled, "Kindly do not touch, it's war"

La Scatola
Una volta nella terra di Hushabye
Mi sono imbattuto in una sorta di scatola
Legata con catene e chiusa a chiave
Ed etichettata 
gentilmente non toccare, guerra


 Fu emanato un Decreto vietato toccare








        le mascotte colorata allegramente giocavano sulla scatola e sulle  serrature.gentilmente non toccare, guerra

Ebbene, i bambini capirono di non la toccarono e si sforzarono
di essere buoni in quella meravigliosa atmosfera di gioia
Non provarono a forzare le serrature, o a rompere quella scatola mortale
Non provarono mai a giocare con la guerra

Non lo fecero le mamme,ne le sorelle, le zie o le nonne
Perché loro erano tranquilli, dolci e graziosi in quella meravigliosa atmosfera di gioia
Bene, molto simile come adesso, nessuno osava aprirle la scatola
Per aprire quella scatola mortale della guerra
Ma qualcuno l’ ha fatto
Qualcuno ruppe il coperchio e fece versare l’interno al suolo.

Una sorta di palla gonfiabile, irregolare composto da fucili e bandiere di
lacrime e l'orrore e la morte che va con la guerra

E 'rimbalzata a destra fuori E andò su tutti i cespugli
E sbatteva contro tutto
E ciò che era triste e più ingiusto è che non si curava di chi urtava
O perché, o che cosa, o per………

Colpiva soprattutto i bambini

E ciò era assai evidente
Li colpiva ogni giorno e sempre di più e li lasciava morti e bruciati o
morenti
Migliaia di loro erano malati e piangevano
Perché quando la cosa li urtava era d’avvero molto dolorante

Ora c'è un modo per fermare la palla non è difficile
Tutto ciò che serve è la saggezza, io sono assolutamente sicuro che avremmo potuto rimetterla di nuovo nella scatola, incatenarla bloccare le serrature
Nessuno sembra voler salvare i bambini.

Beh, la guerra continua ad esserci,

                                                                  così appare
nonostante tutte le precauzioni prese all’inizio in quei giorni meravigliosi di gioia, quando la scatola era legata con catene e chiusa con chiavi
Ed etichettata gentilmente non toccare, GUERRA!

sabato 5 febbraio 2011

My hobbies!! :D

                                                                   My Hobbies

I haven't many hobbies because when I stay at home I study and I  haven't much time.. When I stay at home I love singing and going out with my friends Kabiria, Eleonora ,Danilo and Antonio.. I haven’t a favourite sport  so I do it just when I go to school . Every week I see the famous reality “Grande Fratello” that I see in my free time. I like listen to musik and my favourite singer is Shakira ,from Colombia. She is a most artist in the world. I love Rihanna that have gained in recent years a peak in of the English and Italian Charts.


                 
According to me the musik is become very important because it helps people to relax and travel in a world apart. When you are sad is not there something better to put on their headphones and listen to all those song that reflect sometimes in our situation.
I like much so a famous band as Zero Assoluto that their song are the soundtracks of the my beautiful love story with my boyfriend.


In my class loves the pop and commercial musik as Fabri Fibra, Battisti etc.

 When I go out with my best friends I like going to the Pub “Puzzi” and meet other friends.


sabato 22 gennaio 2011



    If... 
 
    
If I!?!?!
  

     
IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
                                   If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,                                  
      
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;



If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;


If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;


If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!




 And You Can??




Traduzione

Se riesci a mantenere il controllo quando tutti intorno a te
perdono il loro e te ne attribuiscono la colpa.
Se puoi confidare in te stesso quando tutti dubitano di te
pur tenendo conto del loro dubitare.
Se sai aspettare senza stancarti di farlo
o essere circondato da bugie senza darvi credito
o essere odiato senza dar spazio all'odio
e cio' senza sembrare troppo buono o troppo saggio.
Se puoi sognare - senza rendere i sogni tuoi padroni.
Se sai pensare - senza rendere i pensieri il tuo obiettivo
Se puoi incontrare il Trionfo e la Sconfitta
e trattare questi due impostori alla stessa stregua.
Se puoi tollerare di udire la verità da te pronunciata
stravolta da disonesti che intessono trappole per gli ingenui
o vedere le cose per le quali hai dato la vita,
distrutte e fermarti a costruirle di nuovo con strumenti logori.
Se sai raccogliere tutte le tue vittorie
e rischiarle con un lancio a testa o croce
e perdere e ricominciare ancora dall'inizio
e mai sussurrare una parola della tua perdita.
Se puoi sforzare il tuo cuore, nervi e muscoli
per servire al tuo scopo ben al di là delle loro possibilità
e così andare avanti quando più nulla in te
tranne la Volontà dice loro "tieni duro!"
Se puoi parlare con le folle e mantenere il tuo valore
o camminare con i re senza perdere di semplicità.
Se né i nemici e neppure gli amici più cari possono ferirti.
Se tutti possono contare su di te ma nessuno eccessivamente.
Se puoi riempire un inesorabile minuto
con un viaggio lungo sessanta secondi
tua è la terra e quanto vi è in essa,
e - cosa ancor più importante - tu sarai un uomo figlio mio!