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Saturday, December 17, 2011

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Many Things


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Lyrics Training
 
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Questions
 
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 Phonetics  


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Free online dictionary


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Canadian English


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Grammar


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Activities for ESL Students


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Project Gutenberg


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Aesop Fables


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Writing Center


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Phonetic Alphabet


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BBC ESL


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ESL


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Thursday, December 15, 2011

Links for ESL



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Lyrics | Playing For Change lyrics - Stand By Me lyrics
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Blue skies
smiling at me
nothing but blue skies
do I see

Bluebirds
singing a song
nothing but bluebirds
all day long

Never saw the sun shining so bright
never saw things going so right
noticing the days hurrying by
when you're in love, my how they fly

Blue days
all of them gone
nothing but blue skies
from now on

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Love after Love by Derek Walcott




The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other's welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
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