This photo presents me and my cousin Malina ;) I love it because we are sooo cute there and the clothing is soo cute ;) I look scared or sad, I don't really remember;>, and she looks excited with her tongue sticking out of her mouth ;) One may be wondering what is going on there, are we playing hide and seek or what;>? And to be honest...the interpretation is all yours because I have no clue what the picture is all about. I just know that I adore it and keep it in my wallet ;)



Ok I really love this task because I love looking at old photographs :) This is me and my cousin, I was long and thin and he was short and thick :) In this picture I'm not even one year old because my mom told that when I was one I've already run through the apartment ;) I was a very qucik child;> And I think that this feature is visible nowadays also;)



I think you can expect more photographs during our another break, because I really enjoy looking through old pictures and sharing them with others ;)

This photo is called Speedy Gonzales:)You probably know it from Nasza Klasa but I love it so much that I had to share it with all of you:) I can't really comment on this picture ;) and I think this picture doesn't need one :D

Ok:) I think I'd better write something here about my favourite music;>. However it's too broad a topic for me because I like listening to various types of music, ranging from some kind of a chill out like jazz to black music;) I love listening to Queen for example but I also admire Santana as well as Nelly Furtado;) So as you can see my interest in music is really extensive. So it is really hard for me to choose one song to share with you. Instead of picking my favourite song, which I had a really hard time to find, I thought about the coming holiday and song that I LOVE listening during the Christmas spirit. This is a song played by Trans Siberian Orchestra and what really matters in this song, apart from the beautiful music, are the words that are absolutely touching. I hope you'll enjoy listening to the song as much as I do :)

In an old city bar
That is never too far
From the places that gather
The dreams that have been

In the safety of night
With its old neon light
It beckons to strangers
And they always come in

And the snow it was falling
The neon was calling
The music was low
And the night
Christmas Eve

And here was the danger
That even with strangers
Inside of this night
It's easier to believe

Then the door opened wide
And a child came inside
That no one in the bar
Had seen there before

And he asked did we know
That outside in the snow
That someone was lost
Standing outside our door

Then the bartender gazed
Through the smoke and the haze

Through the window and ice
To that corner streetlight

Where standing alone
By a broken pay phone
Was a girl the child said
Could no longer get home

And the snow it was falling
The neon was calling
The bartender turned
And said , not that I care
But how would you know this?
The child said I've noticed
If one could be home
They'd be already there

Then the bartender came out from behind the bar
And in all of his life he was never that far
And he did something else that he thought no one saw
When he took all the cash from the register drawer

Then he followed the child to the girl across the street
And we watched from the bar as they started to speak
Then he called for a cab and he said J.F.K.
Put the girl in the cab and the cab drove away
And we saw in his hand
That the cash was all gone
From the light that she had
wished upon

If you want to arrange it
This world you can change it
If we could somehow make this
Christmas thing last

By helping a neighbour
Or even a stranger
And to know who needs help
You need only just ask

Then he looked for the child
But the child wasn't there
Just the wind and the snow
Waltzing dreams through the air

So he walked back inside
Somehow different I think
For the rest of the night
No one paid for a drink

And the cynics will say
That some neighbourhood kid
Wandered in on some bums
In the world where they hid

But they weren't there
So they couldn't see
By an old neon star
On that, night, Christmas Eve

When the snow it was falling
The neon was calling
And in case you should wonder
In case you should care

Why we on our own
Never went home
On that night of all nights
We were already there

Then all at once inside that night
He saw it all so clear
The answer that he sought so long
Had always been so near

It's every gift that someone gives
Expecting nothing back
It's every kindness that we do
Each simple little act