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    Translating an email, Part 2

    Pues, pensaba/ he pensado <s>de </s> en las fuerzas especiales (FE) por mucho tiempo. He comprado los libros, los programas de entrenamiento, he hablando con personas sabias. No voy a hacerte preguntas sobre entrenamiento físico, o como de duro <s>lo </s>podría ser, o nada como eso. Quiero tu sabiduría, <s>como</s> alguien con mucho éxito, cuéntame historias de tu vida, y ayúdame con planear mí vida estratégicamente. No quiero ir <s>a </s> de una cosa a la siguiente sin dirección. Espero <s>que podría</s> poder encontrar mi pasión/ Ojalá pudiera encontrar mi pasión, pero sé que esto es decir pendejadas, necesito encontrar el significado.
    Las influencias mas fuerte en mi vida son mí padre y hermano. Ambos sabían como vivir sus vidas, o sea, a que querían dedicar sus vidas, que profesión, cuando tenían tres años. Mí padre quería ser un médico, y mi hermano quería ser un soldado de los Marinos y un policía. Pues, ambos tenían mucho éxito, viviendo sus vidas hacía estos objetivos. Me contó mí padre que la facultad de medicina fue muy dura, pero tenemos más potencial de lo que pensamos, y podemos hacer cosas que se piensan imposible, solo nos empujan. Así que, estoy entendido la ambición y trabajando duro, pero no sé a donde fijar mí enfoque. Personas que conocía me dijeron: -será bueno lo que decidas hacer-. Esto aviso no ayúdame. Me atraía FE porque es duro, per ser honesto, me gusta el trabajo y las historias. Podría hacer miles de cosas duros para probarme a mí mismo, pero no lo quiero. Me interesan los hombres de la FE, y quiero ser lo mismo/ quiero ser como ellos. El hecho de que sea duro puede darme la oportunidad de probarme.
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    February 10, 2020
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    Un texto sobre una pintura en mi escuela.

    Estoy agradecida por cualquiera corrección!

    Mi escuela es bastante grande y está ubicada en los alrededores de mi ciudad. Hay parques infantiles, prados y viviendas muy cerca.
    A Solo/ A tan solo unos minutos con bici desde la escuela, se puede encontrar una escuela de montar caballos. Hace 9 años que mi hermana asiste allí y le encanta.
    Nuestra casa queda a 18 minutos de nuestra escuela (<s>con </s><s style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"> </s>a pie.)
    El municipio terminó la renovación de la escuela hace 2 años, y desde entonces toda la escuela <s>es </s>está mucho más limpia y aseada que <s>él era anterior </s> antes

    Hay una cantina bastante grande que está justo al lado de los guardaropas. Si se sale de los guardarropas, se entra en un pasillo que llega a la entrada de la cantina. Por <s>el</s> la pared de la entrada, siempre hay un menú semanal. Por<s> costumbr</s>o costumbre, lo miro día por día después de llegar a la escuela.

    Hace cuatro años hay una pintura que está colgada encima del grifo en unos de las paredes de la cantina. La verdad es que un día de invierno en el año mil dos dieciséis, cuando teníamos doce años, nuestra maestra de arte nos asignó a mis amigas y <s>yo a</s> m<s>í</s> a pintar una pintura llena de color para animar a la cantina gris y tediosa, que se podía entristcer a los alumnos un poquito.

    Si me pongo a recordar, creo que<s> nos tardó </s>tardamos más o menos dos días para terminar la pintura por completo. Faltamos de tres o cuatro clases. Me acuerdo del proceso, teniamos unos desacuerdos de cómo ibamos a pintarla.
    Al recordarlo, solo me puedo reír de (por?) ( ambas válidas ) la situación rídicula. Por ejemplo, una de las cosas más triviales <s>y </s> e<s> </s>insigníficantes, estábamos luchando por si la pintura debería ser pintado con dos o tres mélones.
    Y, hasta este día, cuatro años han pasado y estamos haciendo nuestro último año en la escuela, pero la pintura todavía esta colgada encima del grifo dónde se puede conseguir agua en la cantina.
    Por desgracia, todas mis amigas se sienten avergonzadas por la pintura. Dicen que es fea y pésima. Solo queda una persona de nuesto grupo que no <s>está de </s>comparte esa opinión, yo.

    Qué será de la pintura en diez años? Si pienso bien, llego a la conclusíon de que la pintura todavía va a estar colgada allí, encima del grifo.

    Gracias por leer el texto! =D
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    February 10, 2020
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    Can you help me to correct my english presentation? I help you back Hello! :) Welcome to my world. In it you will find the magic that hides in the details, the ability to turn the ordinary into extraordinary, the imagination that brings us back to life. Within the creative world, I have always considered myself a writer (perhaps because of a hermetic nature that has been structured as a barrier-salvation to the fact of existing); It has been over the years when my spirit has sought other ways to escape, to dream, to dress the days with a more fanciful filter. It is true that taking root - having your feet on the ground - is necessary, but harmony consists in being that thread that plays to sustain between heaven and earth. We must not forget that we are creator beings, that we need both the earth and the water that nourishes it, that we die in oppression or excess of one of the two poles. And that's what I'm dedicating since I don't know, to put my feet in the mud and my head in the clouds. Do not hesitate to contact me for any idea or project, my inspiration will be available.
    February 10, 2020
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    June 19, 2019
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    June 18, 2019
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    Can someone help me to translate in a better poetic english this poem? I wrote a poem in spanish and I translated it into english, but I think is not a very poetic translation. I would be very happy if you help me: there were millions dancing around me, sliding vertiginously to no place, I went through the membrane now I only remain, I have arrived at the white preamble of life, who I am, before being what I will be why me? perhaps they did not want to survive know the ecstasy, I will dance for you all the dance of the one who dreams I will reach the world as a foreigner of light
    June 18, 2019
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    La casita (practicar imperfecto - 3)

    Yo vivía en una casita, en un barrio muy tranquilo, y me siento bendecido/agradecido que a bendito por mis padres que me proveían la seguridad en mi juventud. Aunque el barrio tenía treinta mil personas, lo era un buen bien lugar para a crecer. Hace muchos años mucho año que no he visitado ese/aquel barrio porque hoy vivo a mucha distancia de desde el/ese/aquel lugar/ del lugar.

    lo: no es necesario poner el pronombre como en inglés (it), en español se sobre entiende

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    April 30, 2019
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    Could somebody help me with this text? thanks so much Today is 04/16/19. When I write every day in the diary I always look at the numbers. As if they wanted to tell me something. 04/16/19 It seems like another day, but I like to think that it hides something. What do I hide? What would I like to convey? When I wake up I see it clearly. I leave many parts of myself to stay with a piece of light. That can be sharp, even dark. But they are crumbs that feed. There is the trick. Throughout the day my mind disperses again and to fill things. I feel it like sticky chewing gum to which dust and stars are attached. The doubt is terrible. The euphoria goes on and on and the stars are blue and shine. And I look for the target. And I run. And I feel my breathing grow and my voice calming down. Recycling is a meticulous or rageful exercise. Just one head with two equal hemispheres or the repetition of an image in your head. Turn it as is. Do not want to be soft. Do not talk about love. At the end of the day you are you and your pain is the experience. You are awake to your pain. Are you awake. And in the end everything is mixed. There is the trick. (this is a translation from Google Traductor so i guees is not metaforic or intelectual and i would like something like that) (i can help you with your spanish) =))
    April 17, 2019
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    You are awake to your pain. Are you awake. And in the end everything is mixed. There is the trick. Today is 04/16/19. When I write every day in the diary I always look at the numbers. As if they wanted to tell me something. 04/16/19 It seems like another day, but I like to think that it hides something. What do I hide? What would I like to convey? When I wake up I see it clearly. I leave many parts of myself to stay with a piece of light. That can be sharp, even dark. But they are crumbs that feed. There is the trick. Throughout the day my mind disperses again and to fill things. I feel it like sticky chewing gum to which dust and stars are attached. The doubt is terrible. The euphoria goes on and on and the stars are blue and shine. And I look for the target. And I run. And I feel my breathing grow and my voice calming down. Recycling is a meticulous or rageful exercise. Just one head with two equal hemispheres or the repetition of an image in your head. Turn it as is. Do not want to be soft. Do not talk about love. At the end of the day you are you and your pain is the experience. You are awake to your pain. Are you awake. And in the end everything is mixed. There is the trick. I want to translate it in a more metaphoric or intelectual way, but I don´t have the words. thanks so much for helping. In return I can help you with your spanish.
    April 16, 2019
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    Más Pronombres

    Miguel no conoce el chiste ¿se lo contamos ?

    Si queréis la casa para las vacaciones os la dejamos.
    No digan uds nada, les ruego.

    Este reloj que llevas, ¿a cuánto te lo vendieron ?

    Les dices a tus padres que no se preocupen

    Creía que sus problemas era graves pero no los lo eran

    él no hará ningún esfuerzo si no le preguntas
    ¿Nos perdonas? Si, les perdono
    a esta bicicleta le falta una rueda
    no entiende el tema aunque se lo expliqué
    Señores, si quieren una forma se la daré
    este libro, lo leí en una tienda y lo compré
    ¿se lo dijiste? Si, se lo dijimos
    aunque parezca autoritaria, no lo es
    llevamos a mi hermanita al médico para que la vea
    Señoras, estos lugares para el concierto, se los ofrezco

    Si cierras la puerta, bloquéala con una llave
    el auto, lo estacioné en la esquina de la calle
    no busques las llaves, las olvidé en el bolsillo de mi abrigo
    conoces usted a Carmen. Si, la vi esta tarde
    Hola señor Garcia. ¿Qué se le sirvo hoy?
    no te olvides de los sellos, aquí están
    dame ponme dos filetes, los quiero tiernos
    hoy señora, se aconsejo que compre ovejas
    si se conviene, se llevaré a su casa
    iremos a los propietarios y expondremos nuestros reclamos
    él ama mucho a su novia, la llama todos los días y le escribe muy a menudo
    Señora, no puede engañarme, se conozco perfectamente
    los casados dejan la iglesia, el fotógrafo los sigue y les toma una foto
    las aceitunas están maduras, es hora de recogerlas
    me encanta la televisión, me la pasó horas mirándola
    Señora, cuando toca el piano, es un placer escucharse
    tu hermanito está llorando, ¿puedes consolarlo?
    señora, habla más alto, no podemos escucharse escucharle
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    March 20, 2019
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