Mosaic, a complete multi-skill package, is based on the ICSE pattern. Through its child-centred, interactive approach, it brings out the best of both modern and traditional ELT practices.

A number one bestseller, this favourite New Zealand novel captures a real 19th century community. The bleak coal-mining settlement of Denniston, isolated high on a plateau above New Zealand's West Coast, is a place that makes or breaks those who live there. At the time of this novel - the1880s - the only way to reach the makeshift collection of huts, tents and saloons is to climb aboard an empty coal-wagon to be hauled 2000 feet up the terrifyingly steep Incline - the cable-haulage system that brings the coal down to the railway line. All sorts arrive here to work the mines and bring down the coal: ex-goldminers down on their luck; others running from the law or from a woman or worse. They work alongside recruited English miners, solid and skilled, who scorn these disorganised misfits and want them off the Hill. Into this chaotic community come five-year-old Rose and her mother, riding up the Incline, at night, during a storm. No one knows what has driven them there, but most agree the mother must be desperate to choose Denniston; worse, to choose that drunkard, Jimmy Cork, as bedfellow. The mother has her reasons and her plans, which she tells no one. The indomitable Rose is left to fend for herself, struggling to secure a place in this tough and often aggressive community. The Denniston Rose is about isolation and survival. It is the story of a spirited child, who, in appalling conditions, remains a survivor.

Red rose, Blue rose, mines I give you black, I give to the world what you cant give me back. I am positive; I walk this road a dead man. My footprints lie silently behind me, but thus they follow. I kiss you slowly as I dig your grave. Mercy, no mercy, no man can save. lies deceit, betrayal all because I loved I loved a woman who his behind a mask of unclaimed sickness when she knew it was her fault. Her life, your life is now at a half. I marked a vendetta, mark vengeance to their soul; I die, we die, I refuse to die alone. Venom, disaster, evil pierced through my vein as I sweetly embed my rose as ashes to your grave. A gift for you my dearly beloved, a kiss for you and every minute youll love it. 1 rose, 2 rose 3, 4 and give enjoy every moment because youre truly living to die. 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 if you thought I loved you, think, think again. 11, 12, at last 13 Welcome to the 13th black rose find out what it means.