EDI: LLRH.... ONLY A CHILDREN'S STORY???

Hi everybody! I'm looking forward to the roleplaying of the session Wolf will have with his psychologist! LOL!!!
Here's a list of writing activities each of you has to carry out and publish on this blog.
- Milena: You are a journalist.
Choose one of the versions of LRRH and interview on of the characters
in the story. Write the dialogue.

- Noelia: You are a journalist.
Choose one of the versions of LRRH and write a newspater article of the
events. Use journalistic style.

- Florencia: Choose one of the
versions of LRRH in which the wolf doesn't die and write the retelling
of the story from the wolf's point of view.

- Verónica: take the poem OR the
rap and write a telephoe conversation between LLRH's mom and her Granma
after the incidents! Keep in mind attitudes and tone they may wish to
adopt.

- Alejandra: Write an article
that you will publish through Internet (on this blog, of course!) to
warn people about this type of incidents. Include advice too. Deadline: June 3

EDI: ART AND WRITING II

Hi girls!
This is the work done by Verónica, Alejandra and Milena.
It's based on Renoir's painting Il Ballo Del Moulin De La Galette.


Here's their story. Remember you have to change the end.


Il Ballo Del Moulin De La Galette

The
coming of the spring in France is an important event which is
celebrated every year at Moulin De La Gallette, the most attractive
garden in Paris. Of course, the aristocracy meets there to talk, drink
champagne and eat delicacies. At four p.m. when the orchestra starts playing, men look for a female partner and ask her to dance.

Nicole,
who is an American 15 year-old girl, is travelling around Europe with
her rich aunt Mary Jane, with the purpose of learning about European
culture and acquiring good manners to become a distinguished lady.

Nicole and Mary Jane are sitting on a bench at the celebration,

Mary
Jane: Oh girl! What a change you have done, before coming here you were
like a caterpillar but now you have become a butterfly.

Nicole: that is a very sweet compliment. Thank you, thank you auntie!

Mary Jane: you know I’m right, you didn’t even know how to dress properly or how to talk to other people.

Nicole: oh auntie! You have been such a great inspiration to me, now I know how to be a cold witch.

With a slight cough a young man interrupts the conversation,

Francois: excuse me! Where do these beautiful ladies come from? Let me guess…hum maybe America?

Mary Jane: oh what a clever young man! Nicole, are you listening?

Nicole -distracted looking at another boy-: yes, yes we are American

Mary Jane: how did you recognize our accent?

Fracoise:
well I am a businessman and I have been there a couple of times. Let me
intrdoduce myself, I’m Francois Brontë. I’m the owner of the
magnificent house by the lake in the entrance of the city and I have a
new chariot but I haven’t found the love of my life yet.

Meanwhile, Mary Jane whispers on Nicole’s ear: girl, this is your opportunity, he has a lot of money and good looking.

Nicole: Aunt Marie! I think I’m falling in love (she sighs with a smile)

Mary
Jane: this is my niece Nicole and my name is Mary Jane. Nice to meet
you (Mary Jane stretches her hand to be kissed by Francois)

Francois: the pleasure is mine, and which is the reason we are honored with your presence?

Nicole: I am in Europe to learn how to be a refined lady.

Mary Jane: oh yes! And she has proved to be such a good student, she could be an excellent wife for any noble man.

Francois: and definitely her beauty lights up this party.

Nicole: thanks! Well I think we have talked too much and now it is time to dance…

Francois: would you mind…

Nicole goes away to dance with the young man she has been looking at since she arrived

Mary Jane: Nicole, Nicole come here! … well it seems Nicole is gone, so, let’s dance…

Francois: but.. no! no!

Francois
and Mary Jane just dance for few minutes and he leaves the party,
feeling disappointed. On the contrary, Nicole feels she is dancing in
the sky and Mary Jane starts talking to another handsome man.

**********

I hope you enjoy the photos too!

How about your family?

Last week in the movie, we saw the difference between Ian's small family and Toula's big and loud family! What kind of family do you have? How about your extended family, i.e. aunts, uncles, cousins...
In my case, I have two sons, three sisters, two brothers in law, two nieces and a nephew, whom I love very much! Most of us get together on Sundays. We are definitely a close family.
As for my extended family.... we are hundreds!!, just like the Portokalos, thought Italian and Spanish but kind of loud too. For the last few years, cousins in my family are getting together once a year and we eat (a lot, just like the Greek), laugh and even sing together. It's a real joy!!!
I enjoy family life very much. To have a family is a real support in life and one of the best ways to experience the real meaning of love.
I'm looking forward to reading about you.

EDI: art and writing

Hi everybody!!!
Task: read the stories and change the end of the one written by your class mates.

This is the story by Florencia and Noelia based on a Berni's painting.


A fortune teller is in her house preparing a strange potion when a very
concerned and nervous woman knocks the door. “Who is it?” the old woman
asks. “I need your help! I’m desperate!” the strange lady answers.
Some seconds later the big door is opened and a tall woman enters the
house suspiciously. The fortune teller is on a table with her crystal
ball and some cards. The young woman is scared of her pale skin; she
seems like a dead person.
Fortune teller -Don’t tell me, you’re here because you hear weird
noises and you feel as is someone is following you wherever you go.
Woman –I’m surprised! How do you know that? I didn’t talk to anybody
about my situation.
Fortune teller –I can’t tell you that… we, fortune tellers, are obliged
not to reveal our secrets.
Woman –So, if you know everything… please tell me, why am I hearing
such noises?
Fortune teller –Perhaps something inside your mind is bothering you.
Why don’t you tell me which words did you hear?
Woman –First, they were screams, then, they became words.
Fortune teller –Do you remember the situation?
Woman –Yes, I was at home alone admiring my diamond ring when I heard
someone shouting at me: “liar!”
Fortune teller –Do you have any idea why that person thinks you’re a
liar?
Woman –Nooo! Because I’m not a liar! Another day, I was putting a
bracelet on my safe when I heard the same voice saying: “you’re
guilty!”
Fortune teller –Mmm… Interesting… Do you have enemies or a person who
wants to hurt or scare you?
Woman –No, it’s impossible! I’m such a nice person and I’ve never done
anything bad to anyone. That’s why I’m here. I have no idea who is
disturbing me.
Fortune teller –Maybe you’ve done something bad and you don’t want to
accept it. Continue describing your experiences.
Woman –Well, last night, I was in front of the mirror contemplating my
necklace set with emeralds when I heard: “you should be on his place!”
and I felt someone breathing angrily behind me. Everything was so cold
and suddenly the lights went off. Ten minutes later lights went on and
I found my desk opened and the key of my safe was no longer there.
Fortune teller –So, you were victim of a robbery, but… weren’t you a
thief before? You’re not such a nice person, you’ve done bad things and
I know them.
Woman –you’re confusing me with someone else.
Fortune teller –No, I know who you are. You are Ramona. You’re 30 years
old and your boyfriend was Nicholas but he’s in jail now.
Woman –How do you know that? I’ve never mentioned neither my name nor
my ex-boyfriend’s name.
Fortune teller –I know Nicholas very well. Wait and I will show you.
The old woman stands up, goes to her bedroom and looks for an album.
Meanwhile, Ramona has a look at he things around her but makes a noise
that calls the fortune teller’s attention, who rapidly comes to the
living room. She puts the album on the table and asks Ramona to have a
look at it.
Woman - What do you want to show me?
Fortune teller – Look at the photos, you’ll find yourself the answer.
Woman – Wait, you’re in this photo with him.... Who are you?
Fortune teller – He’s my son. And now I’ll answer all your questions.
Woman – Who is disturbing me and why did he or she steal the key of my
safe? Does he or she want to steal my jewells?
Fortune teller – Well, those are not your jewells. You stole them. But
you blamed Nicholas, that’s why he is in jail now. I got depressed
because of his situation and some days later I killed myself. I was
very annoyed with you and wanted you to pay for what you’ve done. I was
the person who spoke to you all the time.
Woman – Well, but you can’t do anything, he is in jail and I’m free.
Fortune teller – But I have the key of your safe and that will prove
that you are guilty. I have already sent it to the police with a note
saying that there they would finde the stolen jewells.
The doorbell rings and the fortune teller says: that is the police, you
have no way out. You’ll pay for what you’ve done.

Some photos of the role-play for you to enjoy.