Dear friend My names is Wendy. I live in London, England. I am twelve years old. My birthday is on the 12th of May. I live with my mum and dad. I haven,t got any sisters or brothers.
I go to Hillside School. My school is great but it isn,t very big. I,m in class 1a. There are twenty pupils in my class. I like my classmates. They are very friendly. Have you got any friends in your class? My favourite subject are English and Musik. I don,t like Maths because i,m not very good at it. What,s your favourite subject?
I like reading book in my free time. I can sing and dance quite well. What about you?
I hope to hear from you soon.
Yours,
Wendy.
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the swaying of the train and the clickety-clack of the wheels rolling along the track lulls me into a trance as the trans canadian train rumbles along the track. i lie on a freshly made bed, mesmerized by a blur of conifer trees as the scenery outside my carriage is gradually swallowed by dusk.
the comfortable bed and rocking motion puts me to sleep quickly as the canadian train whizzes past trees, lakes and cabins.
the rumbling and grinding of the train provide an unexpected soundtrack to my dream of herds of buffalo thundering across the plains.
waking up to the sounds of the train is one of my favourite moments on this epic via rail train across canada.
train across canada in autumn
there are three classes of travel on board the canadian.
somewhere between the railway towns of gogama and longlac, on the canadian shield, i dream there’s an earthquake.
but it’s only the train shuddering on the tracks.
when i open my eyes, the sky is a crimson blanket dotted with puffs of pink clouds.
it’s easy to slip into a world of your own on board the canadian.
on this train trip across canada, you’ll feel like you’re swept away by the majesty of a bygone era.
we're all different, but what makes us so different? each of us has a head with two arms and two legs. the answer is a culture. but what does the word "culture" means? culture is a set of customs and rules of a society or community which prescribe a certain behaviour to a person with his own experiences and thoughts in this connection rendering managerial effect. so, in fact, culture is a tool of ideology. a thousands years ago culture helped to come us together, but in the other hand culture is the reason of all wars and conflicts. now, we can communicate with all the world, we're started to conquer space, but the dark ages are hunting us. can we go to the next stage of development or culture is too big a price?