Nursery Rhyme

There was an Old Lady song

There was an old lady who swallowed a fly
I don't know why she swallowed a fly - perhaps she'll die!
There was an old lady who swallowed a spider,
That wriggled and wiggled and tiggled inside her;
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly;
I don't know why she swallowed a fly - Perhaps she'll die!
There was an old lady who swallowed a bird;
How absurd to swallow a bird.
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly;
I don't know why she swallowed a fly - Perhaps she'll die!
There was an old lady who swallowed a cat;
Fancy that to swallow a cat!
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird,
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly;
I don't know why she swallowed a fly - Perhaps she'll die!
There was an old lady that swallowed a dog;
What a hog, to swallow a dog;
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat,
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird,
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly;
I don't know why she swallowed a fly - Perhaps she'll die!
There was an old lady who swallowed a cow,
I don't know how she swallowed a cow;
She swallowed the cow to catch the dog,
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat,
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird,
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly;
I don't know why she swallowed a fly - Perhaps she'll die!
There was an old lady who swallowed a horse...
She's dead, of course!

I've done my homework!

Hope you enjoy it.

Here you have the video. Take a look and have fun!

FLY

STRESSED !

This is me!
I am very busy at this moment, so I will write as soon as possible!
I am very sorry.

Have fun classmates!
(and Núria)

A little busy stressed bird.

Welcome to Fly's World

Hi to everybody!

My name is FLY.
I have chosen this name because it would be wonderful to fly. To expand your wings and begin to wave them softly: up, down, up, down, up, down... And, little by little, increase the speed.
You will feel that your body rises, softly, to your wings' rhythm.
You will feel the strong air on your face. Initially it would be a problem and you will have bad moments but you will love it.
You will be afraid of falling down. You will be afraid of getting lost. You will be afraid of some terrifying birds that may prosecute you. But you will love it.
And to love you will have to build your own bubble and continue your flying. You will have to learn of your mistakes and to make yourself strong, invulnerable but also a bit tender, a bit innocent. To be wrong during your whole life and to never stop learning things.
Someday my dream will become true, and I will fly.
I will fly, far, far away.

Because everybody wants to be free...
Don't let anyone to cut your wings.

Carpe Diem



FLY