lunes, 25 de agosto de 2014

Intervencion

En la clase de plástica juntada con lengua, hicimos intervenciones en el patio de nuestro colegio y le sacamos fotos. Luego el la clase de lengua nos pidieron que nos sacamos una foto a nosotros, la recortamos y con las imágenes de las intervenciones hicimos que esas fueran nuestro cuerpo.


martes, 19 de agosto de 2014

Creating a character

In drama I was asked to create a character and give him/her voice so I wrote a monologue.
This is me delivering the monologue.


Monologue

Hi, my name is Lily and I am 20 years old. When I was 13 years old I was obese and I suffered from bulling in the school, I felt depressed like a loser, awful, also devastated and lonely. My parents died and I wanted to kill myself because I had to stay with my cruel and nasty uncle John that hated me and always told me: "You are disgusting, you are the most obese person that I have never seen, I hate your parents and I also hate you!".
Finally, I changed to another school and I did a medical treatment to get thin. I got nice and nowadays I live with my grandmother who makes me feel comfortable and she regularly told me: "You are a cute girl, you don't need a medical treatment because you are pretty". My new friends told me: "you are lovely" but anyway I thought that I was ugly.
One day I was in my house watching TV and in one moment the things started to move, I felt dizzy and confused. The television fell, the floor began to open and a dark hole started taking me inside, I fell in. I thought that the hole didn't have an end, because of that I climbed the wall until I arrived to the surface. I had a nasty feeling as if I had fire in my stomach, I looked myself through a mirror and I saw that I didn't have hair, I had a strange skin as if I had a lot of rocks under my complexion. I started crying but I saw myself again and I saw that I was half a monster and half me. I became aware that I was a cute girl, that I wasn't horrible as my uncle had told me and as I had thought before but now it was too late.
Now I am afraid to go outside, I am afraid to be seen. And I realized that being fat was not such a big problem...What will I do now?
Here is my Video.

lunes, 18 de agosto de 2014

Feudo

En historia estudiamos los feudos en la edad media, luego nos agrupamos y realizamos un trabajo práctico sobre el feudalismo.
En mi grupo están:
Caterina Galafassi
Constanza Martinez Cerana
Victoria Patiño

1. Utilizando cartografia especifica localizá a tu feudo y dibujarlo.
2. Busca información sobre la heráldica y elabora el estandarte para tu propio feudo.
3. Describe los objetivos principales de la cruzadas y realiza un cuadro comparativo en el que expliques las causas, consecuencias y fechas de cada una de las cruzadas.


1. Nuestro feudo se localiza en Inglaterra, la provincia de Gales, Caernafon ciudad Conwy.







Estas son fotos de la maqueta que hicimos para representar nuestro feudo:




2. La heráldica es explicar y describir los escudos de armas de cada linaje, ciudad o persona, recientemente fue admitido dentro de las ciencias anexas de la historia.

En nuestro escudo se encuentra el Trisquel ya que nuestro feudo esta en continua evolución y aprendizaje. Luego esta el espiral doble que representa la dualidad entre dos cosas, fenómenos, etc. Nuestro feudo representa la dualidad entre la pobreza y la riqueza, el símbolo celta Auen representa la armonía entre los opuestos, en nuestro feudo la pobreza y la riqueza. En nuestro caso la cruz solar representa en sol en el sentido que que gracias a el crecen nuestros cultivos y nos mantiene vivos. Por último la cruz celta es símbolo de protección, privilegio e inteligencia, pero también representa nuestra fe en el cristianismo y nuestra esperanza. Utilizamos el color rojo por que representa la destreza militar y la grandeza de espíritu.

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viernes, 15 de agosto de 2014

Diary entry the stange case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde

13 of July 1839
Today I had an interesting time, I can't believe this, but it was real, it was amazing. In the morning I discovered that people have double personality, so I made a potion to separate the bad personality from the good one. After a very long time of making the potion I finally decided to be brave and to drink it. So when I drank the potion, I started to feel shorter, fatter, confused, bad, weird, mean, aggresive, awful, terrible but I also felt good and wonderful but what I really felt was different. There was something that wasn't there and when I looked myself on a mirror, I was shorter, fat and also I had.... I don't know... I looked like a different person, It was Mr Hyde. I was horrible, extremely horrible but at the moment I felt something radiant, sensational, fabulous and fascinating. Besides, I decided to check if the potion was temporal or permanent so I drank it again and up to now it had happened. Now I'm very exhausted so I am going to bed and dream about this. Good night.

 15 of July 1839.
Today was a terrifying day. I was like wallowing in trash, I felt horrible like a monster. In the evening I was walking in the street when I looked at my wrist to see what time it was, but when I looked at my hand it had a lot of hair, my fingers were very large, my nails were disgusting, they were all dirty and short as if I have eaten them until there was nothing. I started to fel something in the stomatch abd when I touched my face I thought it wasn't my face, it was the face of a monster. I felt good because I descovered that the potion worked again , but then I recognised that a little girl discovered me when I transformed so I started to follow her and when I finally caught her I hurt her. Then I nedeed to sign a check but I didn't realize and I signed as Dr. Jekyll so now I need to buy a place for Mr. Hyde, a place to live and a bank account. Now I feel awful with the things I do and very exhausted because to have a double personality isn't an easy job... Goodbye






jueves, 7 de agosto de 2014

Vídeo poesía: colores ondulados

Colores ordenados
El hombre asustado
Formando cuadrados
Se puso colorado

Lineas lo rodean
El relieve lo eleva
Figuras se pelean
Mientras a todos lleva

Caminos ondulados
Conducen a Dios
Nunca atravesados
Se quedan sin voz

El ojo lo observa
La puerta se cierra
Todo lo reserva
Pero el se encierra

Formas y formas
Con un poco de color
Generan ondas
Que puso el autor

El día 16 de mayo los chicos de 2do fuimos a el museo Macba, luego de esta visita elegimos un artista con un compañero de grupo, nosotras elegimos a Roberto Scafidi y tuvimos que hacer una biografía de esta persona, elegir 3 obras hechas por el artista y hacer una poesía con lo que sentíamos con las obras. con esta poesía tuvimos que hacer un vídeo usando las obras y grabarnos diciendo la poesía. Este es mi vídeo: