Here you can see a version of Dr Jekyll & Mr Hyde by students in third
http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/video/video.php?v=1471453461760
I'll be uploading more soon...
jueves, 2 de diciembre de 2010
miércoles, 24 de noviembre de 2010
Metallica - Nothing Else Matters (lyrics y subtitulos en español Live!)
So close, no matter how far... It couldn't be much more from the heart...
Have a nice life and be happy
Because nothing else matters
martes, 7 de septiembre de 2010
The sound collector- video
This time, you can watch a video made by 4th 1st arts about "The Sound Collector"
Cick here and enjoy!!!
domingo, 29 de agosto de 2010
More poems!!!
These poems were written by students in 2nd 1st economy . Congrats!! well done!!
More poems soon!!
The flavours collector
There's a man at the turn of the corner,
who's wrapped in the sweetest smell...
He says he collects the world's flavours
And keeps them inside a bell
So when he walks you hear that sound
And the flavours start the spell...
You feel strawberrys in your mouth,
a spicy sensation that takes you to hell,
then a freezing vanilla cream
and a kind of mentolated kiss that males you yell.
Do you like me?
Do you like me?
I feel so strong
when you are near
and I am not alone
I like your eyes
I like your soul
please take my heart,
'cause it is yours
My world without love...
My world without you is just that,
emptiness
My life without you is just that,
a great pity
My heart is
suffering this sentence
My soul is
bound to suffer, my darling
You left a large empty place
If I am not with you
You need my world to you
You need my life, your love
Being with you my heart
beats so fast
that relieves my pain
More poems soon!!
domingo, 22 de agosto de 2010
more poems
These poems were written by 4th 2nd Art students
The dreams collector
A stranger called to my door
carring a white hat
and a black cloak
He told me to put into a bag
evrey people's dreams
A baby dreamt about being a boy
a boy dreamt about being a teenager
a teenager dreamt about being an adult
and an adult dreamt about being a baby again
a girl dreamt about being a princess
and living in a castle
a boy dreamt about being a heroe
and saving the world
a woman dreamt about eternal happiness
a man dreamt about his woman's happiness
A stranger called to my door
and told me
'Dreams are very important
The emotion collector
A stranger called this morning
dressed all in black and grey
put every emotion into a bag
and carried them away
The happiness of the children
the confidence towars a friend
the hatred about every Monday
the emptiness of the end
the love of a mother
the hope to pray
the fear of dying
the sadness of a rainy day
A stranger called this morning
he didn't leave his name
left us without emotions
life will never be the same
I'll upload more soon
Congrats!!
The dreams collector
A stranger called to my door
carring a white hat
and a black cloak
He told me to put into a bag
evrey people's dreams
A baby dreamt about being a boy
a boy dreamt about being a teenager
a teenager dreamt about being an adult
and an adult dreamt about being a baby again
a girl dreamt about being a princess
and living in a castle
a boy dreamt about being a heroe
and saving the world
a woman dreamt about eternal happiness
a man dreamt about his woman's happiness
A stranger called to my door
and told me
'Dreams are very important
The emotion collector
A stranger called this morning
dressed all in black and grey
put every emotion into a bag
and carried them away
The happiness of the children
the confidence towars a friend
the hatred about every Monday
the emptiness of the end
the love of a mother
the hope to pray
the fear of dying
the sadness of a rainy day
A stranger called this morning
he didn't leave his name
left us without emotions
life will never be the same
I'll upload more soon
Congrats!!
sábado, 21 de agosto de 2010
your poems
This time the poems are those you've written!!!!!
2nd 1st Art
Always by your side
Just give me a reason
show me a sign
with each passing seasson
I still try and try
I want to hold on to
but what I hope is still there
please reach out and show me
that you still care
you are a dream come true
If i'm nervous
I will be the girl
that's nervous because of you
When I'm dreaming
I know you'll dream about the moment
I'll be with you
Untitled
You're my soul
You're my sweet dream
you're the hopefull every day
you're so cute
you're the love of my life
I want to stay in your arms,
I want your kisses
and you to tell me 'I love you'
When you kiss me
you make me crazy
and I fly in the clouds
I love you so much
and I know that you love me too
so we'll stay together forever and ever
Untitled
I was dreaming about the wind
I was dreaming like a child
I was dreaming by the fire
I was dreaming about a prince and princess' fairy tale
and you disappear
I was dreaming about red lips ,like roses, calling my name
and you disappear
Friends
the moments with you
fill my heart with joy
laughs, wepping, dreams...
so many shared things
each day our friendship is bigger
A strange day
I woke up this morning
it was a strange day
cold, dark
I only heard strange things
I was scared
The ticking of the clock
the creaking of the stairs
the swishing of the curtains
I suddenly heard
the turning of the lock
I heard footsteps
I run quickly under the stairs
a stranger was sitting on a chair
I stared but
sunlight didn't let me see
He disappeared
and left only silence
As you are
From your smile petals fly
they go to sleep on the moon
they leave their fragance
flowers of all colours
Your sweet eyes
are like flashes
on a dark night
your gentle voice
sweetens my soul
fills me with joy
fills me with peace
Memories
Because you no longer remember
I don't want to continue reminding
I've suffered and I cannot stop suffering
the only thing I want is to forget you
I've waited for so long
and in minutes everything has finished
you're still on my mind
although you don't want to admit it
Tha's why although the years go by
I'll always remember you
as something that only brings
bitter, bad memories.
I'm one
I saw her. I heard her
She was lonely, she was sad
and so afraid
I heard from her lips
when she said how much she loved him
I also heard she never wanted to feel this way
It feels like dying
I saw her face in front of me
she was really sad
she was crying for freedom
As time went by
I realized
that in the end, that sad woman
was me, I was looking myself
I was searching for peace of mind
and all I've found was... him
These days I'll be uploading the rest
CONGRATS!!!!!!! All of them are excellent!!!!!!
I feel really proud of you all
2nd 1st Art
Always by your side
Just give me a reason
show me a sign
with each passing seasson
I still try and try
I want to hold on to
but what I hope is still there
please reach out and show me
that you still care
you are a dream come true
If i'm nervous
I will be the girl
that's nervous because of you
When I'm dreaming
I know you'll dream about the moment
I'll be with you
Untitled
You're my soul
You're my sweet dream
you're the hopefull every day
you're so cute
you're the love of my life
I want to stay in your arms,
I want your kisses
and you to tell me 'I love you'
When you kiss me
you make me crazy
and I fly in the clouds
I love you so much
and I know that you love me too
so we'll stay together forever and ever
Untitled
I was dreaming about the wind
I was dreaming like a child
I was dreaming by the fire
I was dreaming about a prince and princess' fairy tale
and you disappear
I was dreaming about red lips ,like roses, calling my name
and you disappear
Friends
the moments with you
fill my heart with joy
laughs, wepping, dreams...
so many shared things
each day our friendship is bigger
A strange day
I woke up this morning
it was a strange day
cold, dark
I only heard strange things
I was scared
The ticking of the clock
the creaking of the stairs
the swishing of the curtains
I suddenly heard
the turning of the lock
I heard footsteps
I run quickly under the stairs
a stranger was sitting on a chair
I stared but
sunlight didn't let me see
He disappeared
and left only silence
As you are
From your smile petals fly
they go to sleep on the moon
they leave their fragance
flowers of all colours
Your sweet eyes
are like flashes
on a dark night
your gentle voice
sweetens my soul
fills me with joy
fills me with peace
Memories
Because you no longer remember
I don't want to continue reminding
I've suffered and I cannot stop suffering
the only thing I want is to forget you
I've waited for so long
and in minutes everything has finished
you're still on my mind
although you don't want to admit it
Tha's why although the years go by
I'll always remember you
as something that only brings
bitter, bad memories.
I'm one
I saw her. I heard her
She was lonely, she was sad
and so afraid
I heard from her lips
when she said how much she loved him
I also heard she never wanted to feel this way
It feels like dying
I saw her face in front of me
she was really sad
she was crying for freedom
As time went by
I realized
that in the end, that sad woman
was me, I was looking myself
I was searching for peace of mind
and all I've found was... him
These days I'll be uploading the rest
CONGRATS!!!!!!! All of them are excellent!!!!!!
I feel really proud of you all
jueves, 22 de julio de 2010
The Rescue by Amy Cadler
The Rescue by Amy Cadler
The Rescue
This is the poem about the dog I'd told you in class
The wind is loud,
The wind is blowing,
The waves are big,
The waves are growing.
What’s that? What’s that?
A dog is crying,
It’s in the sea,
A dog is crying.
His or hers
Or yours or mine?
A dog is crying,
A dog is crying.
Is no one there?
A boat is going,
The waves are big,
A man is rowing,
The waves are big
The waves are growing.
Where’s the dog?
It isn’t crying.
His or hers
Or yours or mine?
Is it dying?
Is it dying?
The wind is loud,
The wind is blowing,
The waves are big,
The waves are glowing.
Where’s the boat?
It’s upside down.
And where’s the dog,
And must it drown?
His or hers
Or yours or mine?
O, must it drown?
O, must it drown?
Where’s the man?
He’s on the sand,
So tired and wet
He cannot stand.
And where’s the dog?
It’s in his hand,
He lies it down
Upon the sand.
His or hers
Or yours or mine?
The dog is mine!
The dog is mine!
So tired and wet
And still it lies.
I stroke its head,
It opens its eyes,
It wags its tail,
So tired and wet.
I call its name,
For it’s my pet,
Not his or hers
Or yours, but mine-
And up it gets,
And up it gets!
Amy Cadler
The Rescue
This is the poem about the dog I'd told you in class
The wind is loud,
The wind is blowing,
The waves are big,
The waves are growing.
What’s that? What’s that?
A dog is crying,
It’s in the sea,
A dog is crying.
His or hers
Or yours or mine?
A dog is crying,
A dog is crying.
Is no one there?
A boat is going,
The waves are big,
A man is rowing,
The waves are big
The waves are growing.
Where’s the dog?
It isn’t crying.
His or hers
Or yours or mine?
Is it dying?
Is it dying?
The wind is loud,
The wind is blowing,
The waves are big,
The waves are glowing.
Where’s the boat?
It’s upside down.
And where’s the dog,
And must it drown?
His or hers
Or yours or mine?
O, must it drown?
O, must it drown?
Where’s the man?
He’s on the sand,
So tired and wet
He cannot stand.
And where’s the dog?
It’s in his hand,
He lies it down
Upon the sand.
His or hers
Or yours or mine?
The dog is mine!
The dog is mine!
So tired and wet
And still it lies.
I stroke its head,
It opens its eyes,
It wags its tail,
So tired and wet.
I call its name,
For it’s my pet,
Not his or hers
Or yours, but mine-
And up it gets,
And up it gets!
Amy Cadler
Another poem for you to enjoy...
The Monster Hunt
There was nothing to do
And it was cold and dark,
So we went to hunt for monsters
In the trees by the park
It was absolutely silent
You couldn’t hear a sound
And everybody jumped
When a leaf hit the ground
Then we heard a noise behind us
“Look, What’s that behind that tree?”
Well, if it was a monster,
We didn’t wait to see
“Did anybody see it?”
“No, I don’t think so”
“Did anybody hear it?”
“I really don’t know”
“I heard footsteps”
“I hear a dog bark”
“I heard a glass break”
But it was very dark
So no one saw the monster
But we all heard a sound
And we’re absolutely certain
That it was around
One boy saw a shadow
“May be it was a tree”
Another said,
“It smelt like a monster to me”
Then everyone was quiet
And a little boy said
“There was a great big monster
And it touched me on the head”
And everybody laughed and laughed
The little boy laughed too
“But I did see a monster
It’s absolutely true”
And after that day
Whenever it is dark
No one ever goes
Near the trees by the park
miércoles, 14 de julio de 2010
Paramore: Brick By Boring Brick [OFFICIAL VIDEO]
Watch this video and try to relate the images, the lyrics and the poem about Lulu
martes, 13 de julio de 2010
viernes, 9 de julio de 2010
These are two related poems written by Roger McGough. Enjoy them... And if you dare... you can "hear" the first poem and "see" the second one...
The sound collector
A stranger called this morning
Dressed all in black and grey
Put every sound into a bag
And carried it away
The sound collector
A stranger called this morning
Dressed all in black and grey
Put every sound into a bag
And carried it away
The whistling of the kettle
The turning of the lock
The purring of the kitten
The ticking of the clock
The popping of the toaster
The crunching of the flakes
When you spread the marmalade
The scraping noise it makes
The hissing of the frying pan
The ticking of the grill
The bubbling of the bath tub
As it starts to fill
The drumming of the raindrops
On the window pane
When you do the washing up
The gurgle of the drain
The crying of the baby
The squeaking of the chair
The swishing of the curtain
The creaking of the stair
A stranger called this morning
He didn’t leave his name
Left us only silence
Life will never be the same
Click here to watch a video in which the author, Roger McGough performs his poem
Roger McGough was born in Liverpool in 1937. He began his poetic career with fellow Liverpool poets Adrian Henry and Bryan Patten in the 1960’s best selling modern poetry collection The Mersey Sound. He then joined hit band The Scaffold producing songs like, ‘Lily the Pink’ and ‘Thank U Very Much.’
He lives in Twickenham. He has two children and a cat called Tricky.
Roger McGough has written a new poem that derives from the ‘Sound Collector.’
The Colour Collector
A stranger called this morning
Dressed all in black and grey
Put every colour into a bag
And carried them away
The goldenness of cornflakes
The ivory of milk
The silverness of soupspoons
The see – throughness of silk
The greenness of tennis – courts
When play has begun
The orangeness of oranges
Glowing in the sun
The blueness of a dolphin
Nosing through the sea
The redness of a robin
Breasting in the tree
The creaminess of polar bears
Sliding on the floes
The little piggy pinkness
Of tiny, tickly toes
The sky that smiled a rainbow
Now wears a leaden frown
Who’s sobbing in his caravan?
Wizzo the monochrome clown
A stranger called this morning
He didn’t leave his name
We live now in the shadows
Life will never be the same.
Can you imagine any other collector?
jueves, 24 de junio de 2010
lunes, 21 de junio de 2010
sábado, 19 de junio de 2010
Real English - Lesson 46 - Did yesterday
Watch this video and, in groups, write an interview to perform in class
Real English - Lesson 57 Present Perfect plus Verb Review
Watch this video and,in goups, write an interview to perform in class
Present perfect - For or since?
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