what are the most important authors about second language acquisition and teaching methodologies? I have to write my thesis, which will be based on the quality of public education of english in my country, but I don't know many authors about those topics SLA and TM. If somebody can help me please do it :)

Love hurts I'm really sad. Some time ago, I met a wonderful person from another country. He was so different from the men from my country that I was surprised, because of his thoughts, beliefs, and feelings - I fell in love with him. Everyday I opened msn, skype, and facebook trying to find him; and just to see his face I felt as if I were on the clouds... The problem is that I can't travel to his country, since I don't have money, moreover if one day I could it would take me more than a year to collect the money. Last week, we decided to say goodbye forever, we deleted each other from our life. But it's not easy to forget him.

My career Now that I'm doing my proffesional practice as an English teacher, I realized that most of the Chilean learners don't want to learn English. I have tried to motivate them through the use of didactic activities or new methologies, however they don't have a basic level of English to try to participate at leats during the classes. I really want to help them to learn English, because it's a usefull tool for different types of jobs. They come from poor families as I do, and in spite of my English is not so good I know that I can help them. Many Chilean teachers have told me that when students don't want to learn, there's nothing I can do. But I don't want to think that - I want to believe that I can make a change in their lives. Am I wrong?...am I dreaming?... I don't know, but I want to try...

how to teach English in a high school, where students don't want to learn?

how can I say a date? for example: I was born on August 22nd,1985, but what about when I want to use the day?

what's the difference between INTENSIFIERS and ADVERBS?

can love change in time?

what does AIN'T mean?

The Last Journey There I was, flying like a bird, but without wings. The helmet disappeared. All my life passed in front of my eyes and while my body was falling the smell of death was falling with me....