NOTE: The previous story and illustration were submitted to the "Cuentos de mi Ciudad" Contest, organised by The Bristish Council and KEL Ediciones.
30 ene 2013
Just a Different Way (text by Florencia and illustration by Ruth)
Clara was
the typical intelligent student of the class. She didn’t go out
with friends nor at night to clubs. But that didn’t mean that she
spent the whole year studying, sitting all day reading piles and
piles of books. She had another life apart from school, apart from
her classmates’ jokes, which made her feel bad. A different life.
After school, she went by bus to dance classes everyday, where she
trained six hours a day. That was what she loved; that was her real
life, where she could be perfect. While she danced, her classmates’
teasing disappeared from her mind and she could be what she loved
most. The great day was coming and her talent was going to be shown.
For the first time, her classmates went to the theater to see her
dance,with the intention of racking her. She walked out through the
curtain, and left them all speechless. She was excellent doing what
she did. They realized that and were immediately sorry for
everything. In the last part of the show, she fainted and was taken
to hospital. When her classmates arrived there to apologize, it was
too late...
25 ene 2013
Trying to Free Myself (text by Antonella and illustration by Milagros)
Trying
to Free Myself
My
life
is hard.
I
am
the
youngest
of
eight siblings and
we live with our parents and grandmother
in a very small house.
Although I am the
only
one
who
goes to school
and
is
very
affectionate,
my
parents
usually
hit
me
and
I
don't
understand
why.
I
study
in
a
public
school
near
home.
There,
I
have
3
teachers
but
I find Miss
Noelia
special - she is
very
nice
to
me
and
treats
me
well,
not
as
my
schoolmates,
who
constantly laugh
at
me
because
of
my
old
clothes
and
my
odd
smell.
They
exclude
me.
I
try
to
ignore
them
but
I find it
more and more difficult. I'm
getting tired
of
it.
Being
8
years
old,
I
feel
under
a
lot
of
pressure
both
at
home
and at
school
and
I
really
don't
feel
comfortable
anywhere.
I
am about to take a dramatic decision. Before doing so, I'm
leaving
a
goodbye
letter
to
my
favorite teacher,
who
is
the
only
one
who gives me
some
love
and
attention.
She is the only one that deserves an explanation...
NOTE:The previous story and illustration were submitted to the "Cuentos de mi Ciudad" Contest, organised by The Bristish Council and KEL Ediciones.
20 ene 2013
The Wrong Decision (by Guest Bloggers)
The Wrong Decision
My nightmare started a week ago when I reported a crime...
Everything started after I withdrew money from an ATM – I needed it to organize my daughter´s 15th birthday. When I was walking back home, I saw a man coming suspiciously towards me. I started walking faster, and then running, but he finally reached me. He stole my wallet and told me to give him my bag. As I started screaming, he threatened me with a knife, and we ended up fighting. After the suspect ran away, I saw a driving license on the floor and immediately recognized the face of the person appearing on it – it was the robber!
I
went to
the police
station to
report the
crime and
after a
policeman asked
me my
personal details,
his workmate
appeared from
behind... I
knew something
was wrong.
I recognized
that face
for the
second time.
There was
no time
for explanations.
Each
of them
took me
by an
arm and
locked me
in a
prison cell.
But what
they did
not realize
is that
I am
writing this
report from
there...
NOTE: The previous story and illustration were submitted to the "Cuentos de mi Ciudad" Contest, organised by The Bristish Council and KEL Ediciones.Text by Joaquín Rossi and illustration by Cristian Stegman.
NOTE: The previous story and illustration were submitted to the "Cuentos de mi Ciudad" Contest, organised by The Bristish Council and KEL Ediciones.Text by Joaquín Rossi and illustration by Cristian Stegman.
14 ene 2013
Water wating (by Milagros and Lucas)
Do you
care about water? Do you close the tap after washing your hands?
Well, nowadays water wasting is a crucial issue in the world. Let
me tell you more about it...
Water is a finite resource, vital to humans and essential to the
social and economic development. In recent decades, water scarcity began to be of
public awareness, as well as a certain risk of an overall
decline in freshwater resources.
70% of the surface water on the planet is made up of seas and oceans.
97,5% of it is salt water, while only 2,5% is fresh water.
Almost
79% of total freshwater is in form of permanent ice, in polar ice and
glaciers, which is unavailable for usage. 20% of water in liquid is
inaccessible due to the depth in which it is (sometimes 2,000 meters
below the sea level). Only 1% is fresh surface water easily accessible,
what represents 0,025% of water on Earth.
80% of global evaporation depends on the oceans and only 20% of
precipitation over land, feeding lakes, rivers and shallow groundwater.
So, as I told you, water is not an inexhaustible resouse. We must be aware of it.
What do you think we can do to save water....?
9 ene 2013
Is this love? (by Milagros)
This is the story about my sick love.
I'm not a sensible person, so when I fall in love, I get crazy...
Everything
began at my work. I worked as a delivery-boy in a pizza shop. One day I
took a pizza to an old house, old but nice. A blond-haired young woman
lived there. I loved delivering pizzas to Roxanne. Some months later we
started going out. I deeply fell in love with her. I loved her so much
that I started controlling all the things she did - where she went, who
with, when she came back, everything. I was obsessed with her, and
sometimes I hit her so much that she burst into tears. She became afraid of
me. When I realised what was happening, I had no cure, I could not turn
back time. Everything was lost. What I thought it would be a perfect
relationship, became an awful situation that nobody could fix.
One
day she came with her pretty eyes full of tears and said to me: -'We
have to break up'. I became very angry, and before I could hit her, she
wasn't there.
What I wanted to protect to be mine, now has left...
5 ene 2013
Teenagers, alcohol and drugs (by Nicole)
Nowadays, most teenagers in Argentina go with
friends to discos to dance and have fun. In many places, they sell alcohol to teenagers
under 18, and when they don't, these teenagers go to any house to drink
something before going to dance or anywhere. They do it to have fun and
laugh a while s;ome others do it to forget their personal problems. The
thing is to drink properly and controlled so that you know what you are
drinking and are aware of what you do.
On the other hand, we have
the teenagers that consume drugs. A few do it to have fun in a
different way, but mostly it is related to their own problems. They usually
start buying drugs at the age of 16-18. They know where to buy them
because the friends consume drug too. The main problem is that they like it and they get addicted to it. They
consume cheap and easy-to-find drugs.
The best thing you can do if you know someone or a friend who is being in this situation, is to help him
think about the future physical and socials problems and if after
trying this you don't see any change, try with professional help.
1 ene 2013
Happy Seasons!
To all the people who were part of this blog in one way or another, I want to thank you for your time and dedication to make it real :)
I wish you Happy Holidays and a fantastic New Year!!
May 2013 be full of good moments
All the best,
Miss Corina
There are still some pending posts that will be published during the following weeks. They, as well as those already published, were done during the 2012 school year and were part of a project I carried out with a group of students. Although we will not continue working together from now on, it would be nice if anyone wants to continue publishing in this blog and extending the "Greenfield Roots". Greetings to all of you and, once again, thanks for sharing this interesting blog with us!
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