Chocolate Figs

Instruction for preparing: Figs with Chocolate! :)

Ingredients

500 grams of dried figs
200 grams of toasted almonds
150 grams of candied fruit
150 grams of dark chocolate
100 grams of sugar.

Preparation

Cut figs in half, fill them with almonds and candied fruit, close them well and bake at 150 °C un quarto d \ 'now. Dip them in melted chocolate and sprinkle with powered sugar.

THE BOX

The Box lyrics
Songwriters: Lascelles;
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 box 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

IF

"Lettera al figlio"

di

Rudyard Kipling   Se riesci a mantenere la calma quando tutti intorno a te
la stan perdendo e te ne attribuiscono la colpa,
se sai aver fiducia in te stesso quando tutti dubitano di te
ed essere indulgente verso chi ti dubita;
se sai aspettare e non stancartene,
e mantenerti retto se la calunnia ti circonda
e non odiare se sei odiato,
senza tuttavia apparire troppo buono né parlare troppo da saggio;
se sai sognare senza abbandonarti ai sogni;
se riesci a pensare senza perderti nei pensieri,
se sai affrontare il Successo e la Sconfitta
e trattare questi due impostori nello stesso modo;
se riesci a sopportare di sentire la verità che tu hai detto
distorta da imbroglioni che ne fanno una trappola per gli ingenui;
se sai guardare le cose, per le quali hai dato la vita,
distrutte e riesci a resistere ed a ricostruirle con strumenti logori;
se sai fare un fascio di tutte le tue fortune
e giocarlo in un colpo solo a testa e croce
e sai perdere e ricominciare da capo
senza mai lasciarti sfuggire una parola su quello che hai perso;
se sai costringere il tuo cuore, i tuoi nervi, i tuoi muscoli
a sorreggerti anche quando sono esausti,
e così resistere finchè non vi sia altro in te
oltreché la volontà che dice loro: "Resistete!";
se riesci a parlare con i disonesti senza perdere la tua onestà,
o ad avvicinare i potenti senza perdere il tuo normale atteggiamento,
se nè i nemici né gli amici troppo premurosi possono ferirti,
se per te ogni persona conta, ma nessuno troppo;
se riesci a riempire l'inesorabile minuto
dando valore ad ogni istante che passa:
il mondo e tutto ciò che è in esso sarà tuo,
e, quel che conta di più, tu sarai un Uomo, figlio mio!

                                    "Letter to the son"

by

Rudyard Kipling   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 from 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 loose 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!

The Rules For Healthy Lifestyle

1. Don't smoke!
2. Don't accustom to alcohol!
3. Not to the Drugs!
4. Do not overdo with the coffee and soads!
5. Sports at least one hour daily and spend more time outdoors!

My Time Table

              Monday     Tuesday    Wednesday    Thursday       Friday               Saturday   


       1°   economy     law              science            geography    english               p.e. 
   
       2°   law               italian          i.s.                   french           geography         science


       3°  physical      history         english            french            p.e.                     italian


       4°  maths         french          physical           history          economy           maths


       5°  english        maths           geography     italian             italian                 r.e.


       6°                                           maths                                      i.s.
       
              

introduction

My name is Giulia Romeo. I'm fourteen and I live in Policoro. My secondary school is "Manlio Capitolo" in Tursi      and my favourite subject is english. I am short and of average build. I've got brown eyes and a long curly brown hair. My family is composted to four people: my dad, my mum, my sister and I.. My dad's name is Maurizio; he's fourty two years old and he is of average height and well built. My mum's name is Lena: she is fourty two years old and she is of average height and thin. My sister's name is Luigina: she's fifteen years old and she's tall and well built. Besides, i love pets! I've a dog  and five cats. They are very beautiful. My favourite sport is dance and my fauvourites hobbies are singer, surfing the net and listening the music.