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CINDERELLA S SHOE’S By Jordi Lizana

I’m the crystal shoe Cinderella took to the party of the prince. I was born from the magic of the fairy godmother. She took me during the dance. They danced in a circle, they had a great time, but I got a little dizzy. When it was midnight Cinderella ran away and the prince behind her, but when she reached the stairs, she stepped out of her foot and left me there. The prince picked me up and kept me in a nice wardrobe with gold decorations. The next day, the prince took me to do the big tests to all the girls in town. At the end of the day I arrived at Cinderella's house, the feet of her step-sisters were big and they bothered me, but when the ashen turned back to put her delicate foot on me, she entered perfectly. I really liked seeing their happy faces in the dining room. I'm happy for them two, the prince and Cinderella for having met.

ROBERTO IDONE Cinderella’s shoes

We are shoes of crystal. We were created with the magic of a good fairy, and we appear with the magic of this fairy to be part of the dress of Cinderella. Cinderella is a good person because she is very educated, the fairy too. When it was 12 o’clock Cinderella run away and I was separated from her, but I was taken by the prince and he was trying to find his love, and he did it, but, before this, I had to be tested by the two Cinderella’s sisters, who were very bad people. In my opinion it’s a beautiful and romantic story with a tragedy beginning and finally, a happy end. I’m fine with my original form. I don’t want to be a main character because they can have a bad or good endings.

NURIA LIFE STORY OF AN OBJECT

I am a fossil and I come from an old country. First, I was in a mountain of Switzerland where everything was very quiet and I was very happy. For one thing I'm very strong and hard and for another thing I am a bit lazy. One day I was speaking with my friends when a group of children walked in front of us. One of them looked at me with a smile in his face and took me without asking anything. How rude! They started to pass me like a ball and I fell to the ground twice. After ten minutes they left me in a dark backpack. Two days later the bag opened and a child took me out of there. There was a lot of light and there were many eyes looking at me. The boy shook me and spoke for a while but I don't know what he said because I don't speak his language, only mine, fossiling. Now I spend my days on a table trying to understand other objects that children have also left here.

THE LIFE STORY OF… By Jordi Lizana

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One day I was born in a big forest. I’m very long and yellow. I live with my other brother and sister, but the first day of the spring, one girl caught me and put me on her hear. But the second day, she threw me in the big river. I was sad because my new friend threw me. Three days later, I met another person that I didn’t know her. But she caught me and we went to her house. Her house was big and spacious. Her family put me in a beautiful glass with water. On Thursday, one friend of the family, Reyes, looked at me. Then, she caught me with the glass and I went to her house. I was happy. I have been to different places and today I stay in her class. I’m looking the boys and girls in her class. They speak very loud but I don’t mind because I like staying here.

The life story of”, by Ivan Cumplido

First, I came from an old country in South Africa. To begin will I think that I’m made from rural things: branch, mud, leaf ,… Secondly, I am 30 years old approximately. I come here by truck. A person put me here or maybe I have been bought in a shop. I think I’m happy. I see the rest of the world big and strange. There is a lot of technology that there isn’t in my country. Furthermore, I like this country but I also love my old country. I miss my old friends.

VANESSA The life story of

I'm from an old country and it's Canada. I'm a rock and I'm going to tell you my story... One year before I was in the floor with a lot of rocks near me, but one day a human caught me. In this moment I was very happy. This human put me in a bag and walked. Then, I woke up and first, I saw a car in front of me. Five months later, a person caught me and put me in a bag. And later, I saw a school and I felt very excited.

HARMAN The Life Story of

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First of all, my name is Shell. I’m from the sea but I don’t know which sea because I travelled all the seas of world. You must be thinking what I’m doing there. Because I arrived here with a person that he or she wanted to do something with me. Second, I want to explain my personality. I’m very shy because I don’t want to see people that they are different to me. Thirdly I don’t speak any language. Finally, I also think, that I’m very lucky to be in this school because I want to know different places .

VICTOR The story of a Plastic Cup

I come from a plane, but I had been made in a German industry. By the way I’m a plastic cup. I’m very shy, I’m used to protecting my cereals, but the cereals got out of date and they dropped me off the plane, while it was flying and I arrived here, to London. I see people like giants and I am scared that they eat my cereals, was so lucky that they were out of date. Do you know why I’m scared of losing my cereals? Because I know that I will be useless after losing them and I don’t wanna go to the rubbish. In addition, I speak Germany, but as you see, I also speak English. Today I want to start a new life and start being important for the rest.

ROBERTO The life history of…

Hi, I’m a tooth pick, a small stick of wood used to remove detritus from the teeth, usually after a meal. I don’t have so many things to say about my life, but, before becoming a tooth pick, I was an old tree. I had lived in a great forest with so many tree friends, but, when I was 76 years old, some people came to me with a saw. They started cutting me with the saw and after cutting me completely, I fell down. They had moved me with a big car and finally dropped me in a wood factory to become a small tooth pick, but not only one. because there were like hundreds and hundreds of me.

OMAR The life of a rock

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Hello, I’m a rock, nice to meet you! I’m from to a river. I’m shy and funny. A human caught me on the border of the river. Then the little human put me on his pants. Later he grabed me and put me on a table. Days later the big human grabed me again and she put me in a box with other rocks and things. Finaly the human left me in a wooden table with the other thinks, another human take me because he’s doing a writing of me. The humans are really big they have a lot of colors in their body. About languages don’t speak any but, I can make sounds to comunicate with rocks and more objects.

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