2. Something to Do on Monday! Mary Patricia Schnueriger, Solothurn, November 19, 2011

4. Candy Introductions

5. Red – Favourite hobbies Green – Favourite place on earth Blue – Favourite memory Yellow -Dream job Orange – Deepest darkest secret

7. SKIN cover body protection ENCYCLOPAEDIA book information reference PARTY celebrate birthday champagne ROMAN civilisation ancient Rome COMEDY funny laugh joke ARMY military uniform soldier BODYGUARD protect famous strong MOUSE computer cat animal SOFA sit furniture sitting room PARENT mother father family CLEAN dirty wash shower ISLAND sea Sicily land COFFEE drink expresso cup BICYCLE wheel ride transport FLY bird airplane wings BABY child cry infant KEY lock door open SHOULDER body arm neck

8. Don’t Say the Word!

10. Moan In!

11. EEEEErRRRRR… I can’t understand why… If only… I get really pissed when… He/She is always… If I had a penny for every time… And another thing…

12. Moana Lisa

13. Homonyms

16. Thank You! marypatricia.rowland@pearson.ch

17. Thank You! marypatricia.rowland@pearson.ch

20. Brillig slithy toves gyre gimble wabe mimsy Borogroves mome wraths outgrabe frumious Bandersnatch vorpal

21. JABBERWOCKY Lewis Carroll (from Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1872) `Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. "Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!" He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought -- So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought. And, as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back. "And, has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy. `Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.