sabato 2 aprile 2011

My CuRRiCuLuM

Curriculum Vitae of Simona Bevilacqua


DATI PERSONALI:

Born in: Policoro
Resident in: Policoro
Phone: xxxxxxx
Email: moraxx91@live.it
License: B
Marital Status: Single

EDUCATION:

2006-2011 ongoing tourism diploma.

PROFESSIONAL EXPERIENCES:

2005-2011 hairdresser
2010 waitress
                  ON THE FLOOR


[Pitbull] 
Hey oh ay oh ay 
Let's take the whole world on a ride 
J-LO! ya tu sabe no es mas nada 
Hey oh ay oh ay 
Let's take the whole world on a ride 
Mr. worldwide 
Dale get on the floor 
Dale get on the floor 
Dale get on the floor 
Dale get on the floor 
Dale get on the floor 
Dale I want the whole world to 
Get on the floor 
Dale get on the floor 
Dale get on the floor 
Dale get on the floor 
Darling I want the whole world to 
Get on the floor 

I'm loose 
And everybody knows I get off the train 
Baby it's the truth 
I'm like inception I play with your brain 
So I don't sleep I snooze 
I don't play no games so don't get it confused no 
Cuz you will lose yeah 
Now pump it up 
And back it up like a Tonka truck 
That badonka donk is like a trunk full of bass on an old school Chevy 7 trail donka truck 
All I need is some vodka and some chunka coke 
And watch a chick get donkey konged 
Baby if you're ready for things to get heavy 
I get on the floor and act a fool if you let me dale 
Don't believe me just vet me 
My name ain't Keath but I see why you Sweat me 
L.A. Miami New York 
Say no more get on the floor 

[Jennifer Lopez] 
Dance the night away 
Live your life and stay out on the floor 
Dance the night away 
Grab somebody drink a little more 
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la 
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor 
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la 
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor 

I know you gotta clap your hands on the floor 
And keep on rocking work it up on the floor 
If you're a criminal kill it on the floor 
Steal it quick on the floor 
On the floor 
Don't stop keep it moving put your drinks up 
It's getting ill it's getting sick on the floor 
We never quit we never rest on the floor 
If I ain't rolling I may die on the floor 
Brazil, Morocco, London to Ibiza 
Straight to L.A. New York 
Vegas to Africa 

Dance the night away 
Live your life and stay out on the floor 
Dance the night away 
Grab somebody drink a little more 
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la 
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor 
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la 
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor 
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la 
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor 
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la 
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor 

Freak it off kick it up 
Raise the roof wreck the dancehall 
Rip these walls light it up 
Make some noise ohhh 

Dance the night away 
Live your life and stay out on the floor 
Dance the night away 
Grab somebody drink a little more 
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la 
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor 
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la 
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor 
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la 
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor 
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la 
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor 
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor 
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor!

sabato 12 marzo 2011

TYPICAL DISH LUCANO “PARMIGIANA DI LASAGNE”


INGREDIENTS:

-         lasagne sfogliavelo
-         2 round eggplants
-         tomato sauce
-         80 gr. parmesan cheese
-         1 mozzarella cheese 125 gr.
-         2 eggs (1 hard and 1 beaten)
-         5/6 tableespons peanut oil
-         some basil leaves


PREPARATION:

Wash and slice eggplant;beaten egg, flour and fry in hot peanut oil. Pour some tomato sauce ready at the bottom of a baking dish, lay out a layer of lasagne cooked, season with tomato and a sprinkling of grated Parmesan, cover with a layer of fried eggplant, mozzarella and boiled egg reduced to small pieces, pour another layer of tomato sauce and more grated Parmesan, then another layer of lasagne and so on. Finally, place in oven heated to 220 ° and bake for about 30-35 minutes. Ready to be enjoyed!

sabato 26 febbraio 2011


The story of  Snow White





Once upon a time, long ago, in a distant land, a large and magnificent castle. In this wonderful place there lived a king, wise and fair, with the queen and their beautiful daughter Snow White. Unfortunately, it happened that one day the good Queen fell ill and died
After some time the king married again: his new wife was so beautiful that her beauty was famous throughout the kingdom. But it was also just as vain and evil: evil were his subjects and especially Snow White. He was so proud that she could not bear the thought that there was a kingdom in the most beautiful woman of her.
Every day, hidden in a tower, the interrogator asked her magic mirror: "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?" and the mirror replied: "O my queen, from the wood of the hill, you're always the best!" So he continued for some years, until one fateful day, the mirror gave a different answer:

There is a girl, from the wood of the hill, is the daughter of a king and is more beautiful than you! "The queen cried with rage and turned from the mirror immediately say who was the hated rival. As he heard that it was Snow White, he went into a rage and called the keeper of the palace. In a threatening tone said to the man that he should immediately bring Snow White into the woods and kill her if she did not obey was also killed

The poor warden did not know what to do, the king had left for a trip and he had no choice but to obey. Then went out in search of Snow White and found the bank of a stream that carefree walking. Very serious face, took her hand and led her into the woods. After a short journey, the man stopped and said: "Snow White, are in grave danger! The Queen has ordered me to kill you, but I will not. But now, saved and run as far as possible ... Goodbye and good luck !

At these words the girl fled in terror. Snow White was so confused that he did not know where to go. He walked for a long time until taking a path that led her to a small cottage among the flowers. The girl knocked on the door and hearing no response, he went quietly. He found himself in a messy room with a table already devices: there were seven little plates, seven little glasses, and seven small sandwiches. In the next room, however, saw seven little beds, all beautifully redone.

The girl sat on the first bed and, exhausted from the long journey, fell into a deep sleep. You should know that the house they lived seven dwarfs were all brothers and every day they went together to work in the mine of the woods. It was now night falls and the seven dwarfs were returning home.





When you step outside the door, they saw that was open, they rushed in and, much to their amazement, they found Snow White asleep. The seven dwarves were stopped in silence staring at the girl, not knowing what to do, until Snow White opened her eyes and smiled at those seven red smiley that looked curiously.

The girl told the seven dwarves for word for word everything that had happened, said he was fleeing from the wicked queen and that she knew where to hide. So he asked his new friends if she could stay with them, at least for one night. The seven brothers consulted together and decided they could hardly refuse to help a princess in peril. "Do not worry Snow White" said the largest of the brothers "can stay for as long as you want. You'll be safe and in return you can help us look after the house. We need a little sister to take care of us!"


The next morning, Snow White dwarfs with a delicious breakfast prepared. Like every day, the dwarfs took their gear and prepared to leave for the mine. Before going to one thousand made recommendations to Snow White. "Be still, my little friends" the girl said softly. "I will not talk to anyone and do not open and you come back soon ... you'll find a delicious dinner!"


Reassured, the seven dwarfs went whistling up the mountain, while Snow White them waving. He started for a period of carefree girl: i wanted the little men very well and she made it useful in many ways: cooked, kept the house tidy, and placed sewed their clothes. One day the queen asked her magic mirror: "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is now the fairest of them all? Tell me, it's me again?" "Oh no, my wicked queen said to the mirror." There is still that little girl more beautiful than you. Snow White is alive and lives in the woods together with the seven dwarfs. "



The queen is furious closed in his magic cave and began to mix the odd poisonous ingredients in a pot. Finally immersed in the evil brew a nice red apple, then disguised himself as a little old woman and went to the house of the dwarfs. "Good morning," White said when she saw the window "I'm sorry but I can not open to anyone." "Never mind, I just wanted to give you this beautiful red apple," said the old woman and so saying he handed White the poisoned fruit.







The girl took it and began to eat it. As soon as he gave a bite, she felt her head spin around, my legs trembling and fell down dead! The wicked Queen laughed and walked away satisfied. Towards evening the dwarfs returned home as usual. When they saw Snow White and lifeless on the floor, they rushed around her, trying desperately to wake her.

All was useless: the girl seemed plunged into a deep sleep as death, and nothing served to liberate the infernal spell. For several days they wept forlorn dwarfs, but could not do anything to save her, they decided to build a coffin. He fabricated a stunning, all glass, you 


can always look for their dear Snow White. The seven dwarves settled the coffin in their garden, over a small rock surrounded by fragrant flowers. For many years he continued to sleep in his coffin precious, until, one fine spring day, a beautiful young man with good heart and generous before the case went to the garden of the seven dwarfs.


He was a prince who was returning to his castle. When he saw the beautiful girl sleeping, stopped and asked curiously: "What then will this wonderful young man?" "His name is Snow White dwarfs who replied in chorus i constantly kept watch over her. "Because of a terrible spell is intended to stay forever!" So the dwarfs told the prince the whole story of the evil queen and the poisoned apple. "If only I could do something to relieve your pain!" murmured the prince moved by their story. "It 's a girl so sweet and beautiful that I would give her a kiss before I go...."




And he did. Then something extraordinary happened: the young man immediately opened his eyes, sighed and smiled at the handsome prince and they both fell in love at first sight. "My savior!" said White. "Thank you, with your love You've broken the spell of the queen!" Then he saw the Snow White dwarfs mad with joy, embraced them and gave each a kiss.
  
 Without being able to wait even one more day, the Prince asked Snow White to marry him right away and go live in his castle. The girl agreed and the wedding was celebrated in the greatest joy. Snow White, even as it becomes queen, was always simple and sweet, just as they had known the little people when she lost in the woods. The prince was a good and just king, and he loved Snow White to life. And the wicked witch?  
 



Ignoring the incident, he continued to ask: "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?" Until one day the mirror replied: "You know that Snow White is still alive, she married a prince and a thousand times more beautiful than you!" "Ah, mirror traitor!" yelled the evil queen fell down. "Not true! No! Tell me that I am the most beautiful of them all!" But the mirror, now shattered, he could not answer. So the queen, locked in his tower, he continued to scream and scream with rage green and ugly as a witch for a lifetime.

THE BOX

THE BOX



Once upon a time in the land of Hushabye
Around about the wondrous days of yore
They came across a sort of box
Bound up with chains and locked with locks
And labeled, "Kindly do not touch, it's war"



Decree was issued round about all with a flourish and a shout
And a gaily colored mascot tripping lightly on the fore
"Don't fiddle with this deadly box
Or break the chains, or pick the locks
And please, don't ever play about with war"

Well, the children understood, children happen to be good
They were just as good around the time of yore
They didn't try to pick the locks
Or break into that deadly box
They never tried to play about with war

Mommies didn't either, sisters, aunts, grannies neither
'Cause they were quiet and sweet and pretty
In those wondrous days of yore
Well, very much the same as now, not the ones to blame somehow
For opening up that deadly box of war

But someone did, someone battered in the lid
And spilled the insides out across the floor
A sort of bouncy bumpy ball made up of guns and flags

And all the tears and horror and the death that goes with war

It bounced right out and went bashing all about
And bumping into everything in store
And what was sad and most unfair
Is that it didn't really seem to care
Much who it bumped, or why, or what, or for

It bumped the children mainly, and I'll tell you this quite plainly
It bumps them everyday and more and more
And leaves them dead and burned and dying
Thousands of them sick and crying
'Cause when it bumps, it's really very sore

Now there's a way to stop the ball, it isn't difficult at all
All it takes is wisdom
I'm absolutely sure that we could get it back into the box
And bind the chains and lock the locks
No one seems to want to save the children anymore

Well, that's the way it all appears
'Cause it's been bouncing 'round for years and years
In spite of all the wisdom whizzed since those wondrous days of yore
And the time they came across the box
Bound up with chains and locked with locks
And labeled, "Kindly do not touch, it's war"  

sabato 5 febbraio 2011


 

IF

If you can keep your head when all about you

you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don¹t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don¹t give way to hating
And yet not look too good, nor talk too wise: 

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
but make allowance for their doubting too,


If  you can dream - but not make dreams your master,

If you can think - but not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

And treat those two impostors just the same; 


If you can bear to hear the truth you¹ve spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,

And stoop and build them up with worn-out tools 


If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breathe a word about your loss;

 

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on, when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says to them: ³Hold on!² 

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with kings, yet not lose the common touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;

If all men count with you, but none too much, 

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds¹ worth of distance run

Yours is the Earth and everything in it,

 And, what is more, you¹ll be a Man, my son!