Friday, 22 October 2010

Book Review - "Under the Hawthorn Tree" by Marita Conlon-McKenna


"Under the Hawthorn Tree" by Marita Conlon McKenna is my favourite book because it's about the "Great Famine" in Ireland. It's set in the 1840s. It's about a girl called Eily. She has a younger brother called Michael and two younger sisters called Peggy and Bridget. Bridget is only a baby and she is very sick. Their father went away to work and their mother got worried, so she left Eily in charge of the house. At this point, Baby Bridget has sadly passed away and they bury her under the hawthorn tree.

I would rate this book 9.5 out of 10.

Shauna Craig, 1H
Carndonagh CS

Book Review - "Candyfloss" by Jacqueline Wilson


I read "Candyfloss" by Jacqueline Wilson over the summer. I liked it because it was interesting and you could read it over and over again. I love the author. The book is about a young girl called Candyfloss. She has to make a decision - whether to stay with her dad, or with her little brother, mum and step-dad, and go on all their journeys.

Elissa Ivers, 1C
Carndonagh CS

Wednesday, 20 October 2010

poème

En lisant un bon livre
on se sent libre.
Plonge dans l’histoire
commence à croire,
que tu fais partie -
les pages; ta patrie!
Les petites lettres noires
dessinent ton soir
et tu oublies ta pendule.
Dormir semble ridicule.
Enfin elles échappent à toi
tel que chaque fois
quand tu as lu beaucoup;
Ta tête tombe sur ton cou.


Sascha Mailänder K1 (cours de français), 17 ans

histoire de rêve

Histoire de rêve
Un petit garçon qui s’appelle André fête son sixième anniversaire et c’est aussi son premier jour à l’école. Ses parents lui font cadeau d’une pochette surprise. André va à l’école et ce jour-là, il apprend sa première lettre, c’est le A. Il est très heureux qu’il puisse commencer à lire. Après l’école il rentre vite à la maison parce qu’il a envie de lire. Mais d’abord, il veut regarder dans sa pochette surprise. Il est excité de savoir ce que sera sa surprise. Et voilà : un livre. Le titre de ce livre est « Charlie et la chocolaterie ». Les jours suivants André va encore une fois à l’école pour apprendre le reste de l’alphabet. Avec grand intérêt il lit son livre. André est très enthousiaste parce qu’il aime s’identifier à Charlie parce que Charlie est un garçon qui vit dans un monde dans lequel il y a toutes les choses que les enfants préfèrent, par exemple le chocolat ou d’autres sucreries et pour lui, il est aussi captivant de vivre des aventures. Il s’imagine sa vie comme ça…
30 ans plus tard….
Maintenant André est un écrivain très célèbre. Et il a écrit beaucoup de livres. Les plus connus sont par exemple « Les roses de septembre » ou « L’instinct du bonheur ». On peut acheter les livres d’André Maurois dans toutes les librairies et beaucoup de gens le connaissent. André Maurois a atteint tout ce qu’il voulait. Son rêve s’est réalisé et maintenant il fait son argent avec ce qu’était son hobby d’autrefois.
Carina Weidner, 17 ans, Julia Kaschek, 17 ans

interview avec un élève

Interview avec Sascha

Solène:
Bonjour tout le monde. Nous nous sommes retrouvés ici pour parler de la lecture et de la littérature.
Je vais poser quelques questions à Sascha qui va me dire ce qu’il aime bien, ou n’aime pas lire.

Bienvenu Sascha.
Parle-nous de tes habitudes de lecture. Comment et pourquoi as-tu commencé à lire ?
Sascha :
Ma grand-mère m’a offert un livre quand j’avais 5 ans. Le livre s’appelait « Tiere des Meeres » (Les animaux de mer)
Et j’aimais bien le livre parce qu’ il y avait de belles images de baleines et de poissons de couleurs d’arc-en-ciel.
Solène :
Et aujourd’hui, quels livres aimes-tu lire pendant ton temps libre ?
Sascha :
J’aime beaucoup lire des livres de l’auteur Ken Follett parce qu’ils sont captivants et passionnants, par exemple « Un monde sans fin » dans lequel on connaît toute une panoplie de la vie au Moyen Âge.
Solène :
Y a-t-il aussi des livres ou des romans que tu détestes ?
Sascha :
Oui, « Morpheus » parce que c’est un livre dégoutant dans lequel est décrit très exactement comment des gens sont torturés.
Solène:
Merci d’avoir répondu aux questions.



Sascha Mailänder, 18 ans et Solène Cornu, 17 ans

j'aime lire

J’aime lire …
dans une bibliothèque. Le silence, l’odeur de poussière, le froissement des pages qui sont tournées. La possibilité de choix parmi de milliers de livres, magazines, livres audio …
Tant d’histoires qui dorment entre deux couvertures de livre attendant être réveillées par une personne en route vers des découvertes …

dans mon fauteuil dans ma salle de séjour. Le soir, il fait noir dehors, les pages de mon livre préféré dans la lueur suave de ma lampe, une tasse de thé bien chaud à côté dans l’attente d’une soirée pleine d’aventures, d’amour, d’excitation et - enfin - de soulagement

dans le train. Mais là, je préfère des livres audio. Des gens qui parlent fort dans leurs portables, des enfants qui crient … trop de bruit pour le livre classique


Je n’aime pas lire …

dans le lit. Ça fait mal au dos.

Alexandra von Bargen (professeur de français)

la chenille qui fait des trous

La chenille qui fait des trous
Éric Carle
Presque tout les enfants connaissent l’histoire de la petite chenille qui mange tout ce qu’elle trouve sur son chemin, pour se transformer plus tard dans un beau papillon de toute les couleurs.
Moi aussi j’aime bien cette histoire. Il faut dire que c’est avec cette histoire que j’ai commencé à découvrir le plaisir de lire. C’était mon premier livre à moi. Comme il est écrit facilement et avec beaucoup de dessins j’étais contente de deviner chaque nouveau mot pour connaître la fin de l’histoire. Comme ça, je n’avais pas de mal à apprendre les lettre, les sons et les mots.
Aujourd’hui encore, j’aime beaucoup lire. Mais maintenant ce sont plutôt des livres d’aventures, des romans captivants ou des histoires d’amour. Quoi que parfois il me plairait beaucoup voir quelques belles illustrations dans un des romans que je lis en ce moment.
Solène Cornu K1 (cours de français) 17 ans

Friday, 8 October 2010

Literature Nobel Prize: Vargas Llosa

Another Spanish-speaking Literature Award has come to the press cover as the most outstanding and best-seller writer, Mario Vargas Llosa. An article is enclosed with a brief reference in English for you to get closer to his work.

Mario Vargas Llosa, Premio Nobel de Literatura

El autor de 'La fiesta del Chivo' es distinguido "por su cartografía de las estructuras del poder y sus mordaces imágenes sobre la resistencia, la revuelta y la derrota individual".- "Es una gran alegría que comparto con mis amigos", ha asegurado tras conocer la noticia


Mario Vargas Llosa

Mario Vargas Llosa wins Nobel literature prize
AP – Writer Mario Vargas Llosa speaks to reporters in New York, Thursday, Oct. 7, 2010. Mario Vargas Llosa …

STOCKHOLM – Peruvian Mario Vargas Llosa won the 2010 Nobel Prize in literature on Thursday as the academy honored one of the Spanish-speaking world's most acclaimed authors and an outspoken political activist who once ran for president in his tumultuous homeland.

Vargas Llosa, 74, has written more than 30 novels, plays and essays, including "Conversation in the Cathedral" and "The Green House." In 1995, he won the Cervantes Prize, the most distinguished literary honor in Spanish.

He is the first South American winner of the prestigious 10 million kronor ($1.5 million) Nobel literature prize since Colombian writer Gabriel Garcia Marquez won in 1982 and the first Spanish-language writer to win since Mexico's Octavio Paz in 1990.

"I am very grateful to the Swedish Academy. It is totally unexpected, a real surprise," Vargas Llosa told reporters in New York. "I think it is, for any writer, a great encouragement, a recognition of a world."

The Swedish Academy said it honored him for mapping the "structures of power and (for) his trenchant images of the individual's resistance, revolt and defeat." Its permanent secretary, Peter Englund, called him "a divinely gifted storyteller" whose writing touched the reader.

"His books are often very complex in composition, having different perspectives, different voices and different time places," Englund said. "He is also doing it in a new way, he has helped evolve the art of the narration."

Peru's president, Alan Garcia, praised Vargas Llosa for his "eminent intelligence" and "libertarian and democratic spirit."

"(This award is) an enormous act of justice that in truth we have been waiting for since our youth," Garcia said.

Wednesday, 29 September 2010

Them's Fighting Words, Roddy!

Transition Year Class A with Roddy Doyle, Mrs. Monagle and Miss Lafferty

Was it the excitement of having created their first short story together or was it the experience of meeting the great Roddy Doyle, whose work they were studying in their classroom?
Maybe it was the soaking they got while running up O'Connell Street in Dublin in a thunder-shower to get to the bus in Parnell Square before it departed for the hills of Donegal...
Whatever the reason, the noise on the bus home to Carndonagh from "Fighting Words" caused me to note that...when Youth is determined, Youth will prevail!
I wonder will anyone top their 'world record' of thirty minutes non-stop clapping in unison!
Mrs. Catherine Monagle
Teacher, Transition Year A

Fighting Words is a creative writing centre, established by Roddy Doyle and Sean Love. Fighting Words helps students of all ages to develop their writing skills and to explore their love of writing.

http://www.fightingwords.ie/

Friday, 24 September 2010

Enjoying meetings


Certainly the poetry of the memories shared with colleagues opens our minds to what we experience. We also had time for work and in my dummy role of coordinator, I also wish to thank you all for the efforts made and, as the saying goes, the best- still to come. Thanks mates for keep on working and making it a pleasure. Cheers.

El instituto de Educación Secundaria “La Marina”, de Santa Cruz de Bezana, ha participado recientemente en una nueva reunión de evaluación del proyecto Comenius: E- Read. Coordinada desde el propio centro, esta actuación forma parte de las abundantes y variadas actividades que el instituto está llevando a cabo relativas al tema del fomento de la lectura y escritura.

En este proyecto Comenius participan centros educativos de Irlanda (Carndonagh Community School) y Alemania (Werkmeister Gymnasium) y se coordina desde el IES La Marina, en España. A lo largo de este segundo año se continuarán trabajando conjuntamente diferentes temas: la competencia lingüística y digital, la competencia lectora, el funcionamiento de las bibliotecas escolares y otros múltiples aspectos que reflejan los intereses e iniciativas de de profesores, alumnado y familias de los centros colaboradores.

Este reciente encuentro ha servido para revisar, especificar los objetivos y consensuar, coordinar y plantear las distintas actividades que se desarrollarán a lo largo del calendario de trabajo de este segundo año de funcionamiento de la asociación escolar.

El proyecto del IES La Marina concibe la lectura y escritura como ejes centrales de trabajo, en consonancia con los objetivos del Plan Lector que se viene desarrollando desde hace varios cursos en nuestro centro. El IES La Marina es uno de los centros educativos de Cantabria que cuenta con un proyecto europeo de asociación escolar del que, además, es coordinador. Para mayor información, les invitamos a visitar la web del proyecto: http://comenius-e-read.blogspot.com/ y http://www.iesbezana.org/web-ies/comenius/eread.htm

Monday, 20 September 2010

I'm not a poet, but...


It's not too often that I'm inspired to write poetry...the following has nothing to do with books! It has more to do with how much I enjoyed my stay in Neresheim and Nordlingen recently. Many, many thanks to Alexandra and her two wonderful children, Herr Christian, Regine, Sonia, the host families and all who looked after us during our stay.

Maybe one day I'll sit beneath the lonesome tree by the Neresheim cycle path and read a line or two of Goethe (now that I know who he is...)

On a German Cycle Path
Wandering…weaving among broken white lines,
The casual peloton carelessly meanders
Along tree-lined paths and roads rarely used.
Though now and again comes the call of the rearguard…
"Auto!..."
A secluded playground bids us to stop
In a glade that echoes to laughter.
In sight of the swinehouse stands a large, leafy tree.
Solitary;
The forested horizon a distant companion.
Not before time comes The Cyclist's Rest;
A welcome pause in sublime isolation.
Onwards!
The homeward journey is a satisfied crawl.
We arrive full circle.
There's pleasure in good company
On a German cycle path.

Tuesday, 14 September 2010

Book Collector

The following piece is contributed by Donegal historian and author, Seán Beattie (on right in photo). He was a teacher and counsellor at Carndonagh Community School. To the left in photo is Nobel Prize winner, John Hume. Seán certainly ranks among distinguished colleagues...he went to school with another Nobel Prize winner, Seamus Heaney!

I first started collecting books when I was a student, holding on to my textbooks rather than selling them. As a student in the 1960s in UCD, I had ample opportunity to add to my collection by paying regular visits to the numerous bookshops along the quays, now no more, where thousands of second-hand books were on open display under awnings. My preference was for history books from an early stage and I still have a copy of my first purchase, David Hume’s History of England, published in 1831, which cost the princely sum of one shilling. Slowly, I found my attention turning to Irish history and local publications, which at that time were few in number. Harry Swan lived in Buncrana and was one of a small number of historians writing about local history. I recall buying his Romantic Inishowen for ten shillings and since then I have built up a collection of his entire output. For many years, I searched for the histories of local landlord families such as the Youngs, the Harveys and the Harts and have only recently, after many years searching, succeeded in getting all three.

In 1966, my reading interests took a different turn. A book of poetry caught my attention, called Death of a Naturalist, which had glowing reviews in the press. The poet was Seamus Heaney, whom I had known as a fellow student in St. Columb’s College in Derry. Heaney had a brother in the school and he was in my class, so I knew the family well. I found I could identify with some of the poems, particularly “Mid-term Break”, which is set against the background of the college. Heaney described how he sat all day in the sick-bay in the school waiting for his parents to come and bring him home for the funeral of his little brother who had been killed in a car accident. Since that first publication, I have been buying and reading Heaney’s books of poetry as they appeared, including his most recent, Human Chain. Heaney is now a major player in the world of international literature and it is difficult to keep track of his work, much of which is published abroad.

Other Irish writers that have caught my attention are John McGahern and Jennifer Johnson, both of whom I have met several times. McGahern has passed on but Jennifer is still hard at work.

I have always had an interest in French literature since my time in UCD. Two of my favourite authors are Merimée and Balzac. Prosper Merimée wrote Colomba, a story of treachery and savagery set in Corsica. Honoré de Balzac’s La Cousine Bette is his best known novel and superbly portrays the decadence of mid-nineteenth century Paris. But the most interesting of all is Alain-Fournier’s Le Grand Meaulnes (The Lost Domain), with its narrative of magic, realism, and beauty. He wrote only one novel and lost his life in 1914 at the age of 27. One wonders what might have been had he got a better throw of the dice.

A seventeenth century writer, Francis Bacon, said that some books are to be chewed and digested. I disagree. I prefer to read and collect them.

Seán Beattie, Culdaff, 2010 (http://www.historyofdonegal.com)

Monday, 23 August 2010

Welcome back!

The new school year is almost upon us...it's back to business! We're set to welcome our all-new First Year group on Friday...it will be our duty to also welcome them to the world of Comenius. It may be ambitious, but we aim to encourage every First Year to contribute at least one item of work to the blog this season...maybe we can even inspire one or two of them to literary greatness! Hopefully they will in turn inspire us. Vivat Comenius!

Happy reading (and writing) during 2010/11 to all our colleagues and friends.

Regards,

Your Comenius Associates at Carndonagh Community School.

A personal note...The truth has crept up on me! My involvement in the Comenius Project has finally turned me into a reader! What a terrible admission for a librarian. I openly admit it...I often find reading a chore. Don't get me wrong, I often read, but exclusively for information and rarely with much enthusiasm. Until now! Almost without realising it, I have begun to put aside an hour every day to read, and I'm enjoying it...Currently, I'm reading a 1200 page history of Germany! Admittedly, it's not easy going...but there's no way I would have picked up such a book last year...now I'm on page 48 (I know, LONG way to go!)...Got to hand it to the Germans, they sure did a lot of stuff! Next up, the history of Spain...But not for about three years on the basis of my current progress. I've no doubt the Spanish did a lot of stuff too...Well, that's my reading sorted for the next decade!

John Collins

Wednesday, 4 August 2010

Museum of Books in Burgos

While I´m on holidays, I enjoy reading and preparing things for the new course. Maybe visiting Burgos could turn out a nice idea, especially the Museum of Books. Vivat Conmenius E-Read.

Tuesday, 20 July 2010

bookreport

Bridget Jones‘s diary

This novel from 1996 by Helen Fielding is written in the form of a personal diary, the main character and writer of the diary is Bridget Jones, a single woman at the age of thirty-something. She smokes, drinks alcohol, feels fat and she is single. At New Year she sets out to lose weight, stop smoking and to find a nice man. Naturally someone like Bridget Jones is too awkward to manage all this in one year; she gets involved in some (more or less) romantic affairs and has to deal with her friends and family.
This book is particularly suited for a rainy day: it’s easy to read and so humorous that while reading it one can forget about time just to look up and see the sun shining again.
Elisa D. 12b

bookreport


Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury



Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury is the most impressive book I’ve ever read. It’s a negative- utopia that shows a world in which humanity is stultified and dulled. The fire brigade doesn’t erase fire, they light the fire and burn books. Books are prohibited because they make people think about their lives. What shocked me most is the emotional frigidity of society, for example it’s usual that children kill each other. Furthermore the media is nearly the only purpose in life and the outbreak of a nuclear war is imminent, but no one thinks about it or cares. Guy Montag is the main character of the book and a fire fighter, but he changes during the book. First he conforms to the totalitarian system, but some events make him change his point of view and so he develops into an active resistance fighter.
In my opinion Fahrenheit 451 shows many problems and threats of our society although it was published in 1953. It made me think about the behaviour of our society and some of the aspects of society in the novel already seem to have become real.
All in all it is a very interesting book which will make you think about many things.
Daniela S. 12b

Monday, 5 July 2010

Harry Clifton - Ireland Professor of Poetry

The art of poetry made the front pages in Ireland recently as Dublin poet, Harry Clifton was awarded the title of Ireland Professor of Poetry for the next three years. The awarding of such a position may seem a small matter nationally and internationally, but if you consider some of the past poets of Ireland whom he now represents - Yeats, Kavanagh, Wilde, Joyce - he certainly has considerable responsibility. However, raising the profile of contemporary poetry will probably be his biggest challenge. The main aim of the position is to help maintain the value of poetry in Irish culture, both at home and abroad. One of the trustees of the position, Seamus Heaney is a Nobel Prize winner in Literature. Harry is in good company!

Friday, 2 July 2010

This year on the press. Nobel Literature Prize

Herta Müller and the Nobel Literature Prize

An Impulse for a New Central Europe

By Ulrich Baron http://www.spiegel.de/international/zeitgeist/0,1518,654063,00.html

Herta Müller's is a political voice that can also sing poetic. Her writing unites the great virtues of literature. Her work pleads for justice that transgresses all borders. It was correct and important to award her the Nobel Prize.

Every year, the Nobel Prize for literature is a source of surprises. This year's shocker? The committee's choice isn't much of a surprise at all. From publishers to critics, most agreed that Herta Müller was a good candidate for the award. Indeed, thanks to her most recent novel "Atemschaukel," (the working title of the English translation is "Everything I Have I Carry with Me." An English excerpt can be read here) she is also on the shortlist to receive the 2009 German Book Prize, which will be awarded at the Frankfurt Book Fair next week.

Indeed, it seems that this year, the annual debate about whether the winner should have won may be skipped entirely -- in favor of a focus on the recipient herself. Müller was born on Aug. 17, 1953 in Banat, a region of western Romania. It is a region that was home to a large number of Germans -- indeed Müller's native language was both German and the idiom of a minority.


Müller learned to speak Romanian only when she was 15 years old. Her first book, published in English as "Nadirs," was heavily censored by the communist authorities when it was published in Bucharest in 1982. An uncensored version appeared in Germany in 1984. She earned her living as a private German teacher.

It wasn't long, however, before pressure from the Romanian secret service became intolerable, and in 1985 she applied to leave the country. Since then, aside from brief stints as "writer in residence" at a number of universities in Europe and the United States, she has lived in Germany.

Yet Müller's language is different -- and not just because she comes from a German enclave that spent centuries developing its own German dialect. Rather, her language is bold and up front, as though she were obsessed with using it a bit differently than it is normally used.

Writing against Terror

The band of prose she wrote in West Berlin, "Traveling on One Leg," describes leaving one country called home and arriving in another. Müller confronts readers with the alien world of the Ceausescu regime, but also with the alienation in her own life.

Life under totalitarian rule was also a central theme in her novel "Even Back Then, the Fox Was a Hunter" (1992), "The Land of the Green Plums" (1995) and "The Appointment" (1997). She wrote about the aftermath of her Romanian experiences in "Hunger and Silk" (1995).

With "A Lady Lives in the Hair Knot" (2000), Herta Müller collects collages for a headstrong poetry album, which depart from the nadirs of life like children's rhymes and rythmic verses.

The literary creations in her latest work are also lined with a sort of childish linguistic charm -- she originally wanted to write about the experiences in a Soviet gulag of her deceased colleague Oscar Pastior. Her books have titles that almost seem to come together in unison against the hunger, death and darkness that are themes in those novels. As if they can't bear alone all that they want to say.

Communicating without Boundaries

You can of course disagree with both the eulogists of "Everything I Have, I Carry with Me," and also with the decision made in Stockholm. One complaint is that the content and qualities that have been praised and rewarded here could also have been discovered and rewarded in works of contemporary Chinese literature.

The Nobel Prize jury's decision was nevertheless an original one because it has foiled the perpetual debate over which country and which author should get his or her turn this time. It has awarded the prize to an author, who stands and writes in her own unique way -- between national territories.

It could send out an impulse for the the concept of a Central Europe that has been placed on the sidelines through the Yugoslavian tragedy and European Union expansion. A concept in which identities aren't determined by nation-states, but rather through cultural ties.

If the Nobel literature prize has succeeded in that, then we would have Herta Müller to thank.

Tuesday, 22 June 2010

La dislexia

Niña inocente, pequeña traviesa
Brincas, cantas, bailas
Ignoras tu dislexia
Haces travesuras, te ríes, ilusionas
No aprendes a escribir, deletreas, desesperas
tu escritura está en reversa
no cuentas, no sumas, no restas
te equivocas
los números inviertes, los signos no entiendes
Hemisferio norte, hemisferio sur
forman parte de tu incomprensible cerebro
¿No sé qué pasa?, se quedan neutros
No lees, no cuentas, te equivocas
Desesperas, lloras
Analfabeta, ¡tonta! te juzgan y reprochan
Te abrigas en mis brazos
Tu tembloroso cuerpo frágil y pequeño está agitado
Mitigo tu ira, la tristeza me agobia
Sufres el dolor que atormenta la búsqueda incesante
De tus números y letras
Escribes palabras incoherentes
¡No te rindes¡ el coraje te levanta
Eres un mar,
Sediento de lecturas fantasiosas
Arrastras el lápiz,
Imaginando que estas escribiendo
Cuentos de hadas, de duendes y fantasmas
Ante la soberbia ciega de tus palabras
Niña inocente, pequeña traviesa
“Algo anda mal en tu cerebro”
Parecías ser normal como otros niños
Pero no eres como ellos.

Monday, 21 June 2010

présentation d'un livre

Buchvorstellung
J`ai réfléchi longtemps quel livre je prends, mais je me suis décidée pour ce livre « Julias Einschlafbuch ». L’auteur est Doris Wiederhold. Elle est très inconnue et elle a écrit seulement 4 livres ! Le livre s´agit d´une petite fille qui ne veut jamais aller au lit. Pour cette raison sa mère lui raconte beaucoup d´ histoires .Elle raconte des autres pays et comme les enfants y dorment.
La mère décrit la vie dans le désert, dans le nord et dans la forêt.
J´aime ce livre parce qu’on apprend beaucoup, des autres pays et parce que je préférais ce livre aux autres quand j´étais petite.
« Julies Lieblingsessen » est aussi un livre de Doris Wiederhold. Ces deux livre étaient un cadeau de mes grands-parents. Ils sont pour des enfants qui ont quatre ou cinq ans.

julia französische werkmeister WGN 8a

présentation d'un livre

Glennkill
J’ai choisi le livre « Glennkill » de Leonie Swann. Elle était née en 1975 près de Munich. Maintenant elle habite à Berlin. Glennkill a été son première livre et elle a l’écrit parce qu’elle a été à l’Irlande et là-bas elle a fait la connaissance des moutons. L’idée pour le livre lui est venue dans la tête à Paris, où elle rêvait de la campagne et des moutons.
Le livre Glennkill s’agit d’un berger, qui est assassiné et de son troupeau des moutons, qui veulent trouver le meurtrier, parce que le berger George Glenn a lu des polars aux moutons. Voilà pourquoi le troupeau sait ce qu’il doit faire. Pendant qu’ils cherchent le meurtrier, ils font beaucoup de choses drôles …
La suite du livre est « Garou », où ils sont en France.
J’aime le livre parce que c’est drôle comme les moutons tentent de trouver le meurtrier.

Svenja 8a französischeWerkmeister

Saturday, 19 June 2010

Novelist Jose Saramago Dead at 87



Portuguese novelist Jose Saramago, who won the Nobel Prize for literature in 1998, has died at the age of 87. (BBC News

Saramago, a communist and atheist, only began to become recognised for his work in his fifties.

One of his best-known novels is Blindness, written in 1995, which tells the story of a country whose entire population lose their sight.

He had been due to appear at Edinburgh's book festival in August.

Saramago moved to Lanzarote in the early 1990s after opposition from Portugal's right-wing government to his controversial work The Gospel According to Jesus Christ.

The administration barred his work from being entered in the European Literary Prize on the grounds that it was offensive to Catholics.

International acclaim

His first novel, published in 1947, was the commercially unsuccessful Terra do Pecado - or Country of Sin - a tale of peasants in crisis.

Every time I finish a book I wait for another idea, it may not come this time, we shall see

Saramago speaking last year

He returned to fiction later in his life and first won international acclaim with 1983 fantasy Memorial do Convento - published in English in 1988 as Baltasar and Blimunda.

Saramago's final book, Caim - with the English title Cain - was published at the end of last year.

Earlier in the year, El Cuaderno, or The Notebook - a compilation of blog entries including criticism of Tony Blair and the Pope - was published.

Speaking to BBC News last June, Saramago said: "I may have three, four years more to live, maybe less.

"Every time I finish a book I wait for another idea, it may not come this time, we shall see."

Thursday, 17 June 2010

présentation d'un livre

Das doppelte Lottchen
J’ai choisi le livre « Das doppelte Lottchen » d’Erich Kästner, qui vivait de 1899 à 1974. Il était un auteur célèbre des livres d’enfants.
Dans le livre il y a deux petites filles de huit ans, qui s’appellent Louise et Lotte. Elles restent pendant leurs vacances avec d’autres enfants dans un centre de vacances. Les deux ne se connaissent pas, c’était le premier rencontre. Mais, c’est bizarre : leur aspect physique est exactement le même! Les deux sont choquées, mais bientôt elles découvrent qu’elles sont des sœurs! Des vraies jumelles! Mais les deux ne se comprennent pas. Elles ont mille questions : Pourquoi les parents se sont-ils séparés ? Et, avant tout : pourquoi les deux filles étaient-elles séparées ? Lotte et Louise font un plan : Elles changent les rôles ! Louise va à Munich chez la mère et Lotte va à Wien chez le père. Mais ça ne marche pas toujours comme voulu et bientôt les filles tirent un nouveau plan …
J’ai choisi le livre parce que c’est un de mes premiers livres et je trouve l’histoire aujourd'hui même très jolie.

Susanne 8a französischeWerkmeister

présentation d'un livre

Un des mes livres préférés est une bande dessinée qui s’appelle « Comment Obélix est tombé dans la marmite du druide quand il était petit » des auteurs connus René Goscinny et Albert Uderzo. Tous les lecteurs qui connaissent les livres d’Astérix savent qu’Obélix est très fort parce qu’il était tombé dans la marmite du druide quand il était petit. Cette parution extraordinaire explique comment cela s’est passé. On voyage dans le passé quand Obélix et tous les autres Gaulois célèbres étaient des enfants. On retrouve par exemple Assurancetourix, qui veut devenir barde, Cétautomatix, dont le père fabriquait les armes et bien sûr Astérix, le meilleur ami d’Obélix. A l’époque, Obélix n’était pas fort, il aimait même pleurer. Quand les enfants du village jouaient « attaque des Romains », c’était toujours Obélix, qui devait jouer le gros de la troupe ennemie. Comme un jour il n’avait plus envie de se faire battre, Astérix a tiré un plan …
J’adore les livres d’Astérix en général, parce que les histoires sont conçues pour les grands aussi que pour les petits. On apprend – garni avec beaucoup d’humour - un peu l’histoire de l’occupation de la Gaule par les troupes de Jules César, on peut s’identifier avec ce groupe de Gaulois qui résistent aux essais des Romains de prendre le petit village. Dans les livres on trouve beaucoup de jeux de mots et des allusions concernant des sujets de la politique actuelle. C’est aussi le cas dans le livre présenté ci-dessus, mais il y a une différence en ce qui concerne l’illustration : Il ne s’agit pas d’une vraie bande dessinée : Les grands images s’étendent sur toute la page ou même deux, dessinés en style d’aquarelles et le texte est narratif et se ne trouve pas dans des bulles.

présentation d'un livre

Michel aus Lönneberga.
( Michel de Lönneberga)

Maintenant je présente le livre Michel aus Lönneberga
L´auteur est Astrid Lindgren qui est un auteur très connue. Elle a écrit beaucoup de livres pour les enfants par exemple Pipi Langstrumpf ou Kinder von Bullerbü.
Dans l’histoire il y a un petit lutin qui s’appelle Michel qui fait beaucoup de bêtises drôles que sa famille ne trouve pas toujours amusantes.
Michel a un très bon copain qui s’appelle Alfred. Alfred aide la famille et il a 38 ans. Michel a aussi une sœur et une grand -mère drôle. La mère aime Michel, mais le père n’aime pas Michel. Apres avoir fait une plaisanterie il est toujours puni par son père.
Il y a aussi un film de Michel aus Lönneberga que j’aime bien.
J’aime bien le livre parce que ce très amusant et ça fait beaucoup rire. Je pense qu’Astrid Lindgren écrit un style naturel qui me plaît beaucoup.


MfG Georg Fischer Französische Werkmeister Gymnasium Neresheim Klasse 8a

Wednesday, 9 June 2010

The strange book

The strange book


One day Peter and John were going home after the school. They were students of La Marina High School in Bezana. When they were near an old house they saw a book in the middle of the street. The book was very old and it had a lot of dust. They touched the book and immediately they were in the same place but two hundred years ago. They tried to touch the book again but nothing happened.
The old house was a library. They went into the library and they saw an old place, there were some tables and some books. They asked the people if they had seen the book that they had. A man said that he saw that book in the church of the village.
They went to the church and after they went to their homes. In this year there were only some caws and sheeps. The church was far from there so they walked for a long time. When they were walking they saw that the village was little, there were only twenty small houses, the church, the library and some farms in the nearer fields. The citizens were afraid because Peter and John were wearing strange clothes so they didn’t speak with them.
When they arrived to the church a priest received them. They asked him about the book. The priest went with them to the church’s library. It did not have a lot of books and they were bigger than a normal book. They found the book in a table with some other books. They touched the book again. They didn’t feel anything but the priest wasn’t now with them and they were in the middle of a street. They asked a woman for the year. They were again in 2009.


Pablo Fernández Alonso 3ºB

Tuesday, 8 June 2010

Antigone without words

Check out this SlideShare Presentation: Class 12 of Werkmeister Gymnasium read Sophokles' Antigone and created a photostory without words.

Monday, 7 June 2010

MY LIBRARY by Santi Sañudo

My Library

Hi, my name is Santi. I’m fourteen years old and I live in Bezana. I’ve got a small library in my bedroom. It’s not too big, it’s about 100 books. Some of them are from I was a child. The newest are more or less big. They’ve got among 600 pages. Most of them are adventure books with a little fantastic touch. I usually buy my books from a magazine called “The Readers Circle”. It’s got the newest book and they are cheaper than a normal book if you it in the book shop.

My favourite book is Eragon, it’s got two books more to continue the story and the writer is writing the last book, The Empire. The books are about a farmer who works to survive in a world dominated by the evil Empire. Eragon discovers a dragon egg and his life changes completely. His feature and himself becomes interesting when he meets his dragon, Shaphira. He makes alliances with draws and more fantastic creatures to destroy The Empire. This is one of the books most excited I’ve ever red in my life. I recommended to you, it’s got action, magic, a very little love and so much funny! You will enjoy it.

His writer is Christopher Paolini, he’s one of the most younguest writers who had sold so much books. His is form United States, Montana. He was born on the 17 of November of 1983. He actually had written the trilogy of Eragon and he is writing the next book and the end of the story, it is called The Empire.

Santi Sañudo 3º ESO-D

Thursday, 3 June 2010

Reading & poetry by Rosa

On behalf of La Marina Students' with Special needs.

Sabes, leer es soñar,
y un buen amigo suele afirmar,
que leyendo te vas a enamorar.

A leer te queremos ayudar
y miles de razones te vamos a dar:

lee para saber
y el mundo comprender,

para detener el tiempo
y volar por momentos,

para reír
y para compartir,

para llorar
y para olvidar,

para viajar a otro tiempo
y conocer el Universo,

para dormir
y para poderte evadir,

para conocer a los demás
y para imaginar,

para crecer
y para no desfallecer,

¡Lo tienes que conseguir!
¡No te desanimes!
¡Y déjate seducir!


Alumnos de Educación Especial 1º y 2º de ESO

Friday, 21 May 2010

Scenes of Reading by Fernando Abascal




(On behalf of the Coordinating Sapnish school librarian, Fernando Abascal)


Escenas de lectura


I:
Una biblioteca pública en Nueva York. La luz atraviesa los grandes ventanales, se posa sobre los libros, las mesas, el embarnizado suelo de madera. Afuera, el pasar de los coches, la extraña e incansable circulación del mundo.
Una anciana lee. Permanece sentada con las rodillas muy juntas. Sostiene el libro con firmeza, pero pasa las páginas como si fueran frágiles cristales, con una articulada y oriental lentitud. Acerca los ojos a lo que lee. Yo la miro y su imagen se desvanece.
Leer es irse.


II:
Un monje ciego esparce un veneno mortal entre las páginas de un libro a su vez venenoso: la “Poética” de Aristóteles. Es Umberto Eco el que nos cuenta en “El nombre de la rosa” la doble perversión de ese monje: eliminar un libro potencialmente peligroso y, a la vez, aniquilar a quien lo lee.
Ese monje encarna los poderosos tósigos que controlan la lectura o el saber; vela para que no se transgredan los límites; vigila para que determinados libros, esos que han cambiado y cambian la conciencia del mundo, no nos despierten de nuestro “feliz” y “entrenido” letargo.
Leer y escribir para trans - formar, para con - mover.


III:
Rousseau determinó que la única lectura de su “Emilio” fuera el “Robinson Crusoe” a fin de que el protagonista fuera lo bastante maduro para entregarse, sin riesgos, a la literatura. Descartes, en la primera parte de su “Discurso del Método”, escrita en clave autobiográfica, muestra una gran desconfianza hacia todo lo que se ha aprendido en los libros como “método” o camino de acceso al conocimiento o a la virtud.
En ambos casos, tanto la condena cartesiana de la literatura como la desconfianza que manifiesta Rousseau ante las lecturas peligrosas, nos recuerdan la expulsión platónica de los poetas. En el orden racional que Platón nos describe en su República no caben los poetas, pues tenían un papel privilegiado en la formación de las personas, en el buen orden del alma de los ciudadanos.
Domesticada la literatura por la gigantesca maquinaria cultural, ya no será necesario expulsar al escritor, al poeta; será suficiente con asimilarlo al precio de una servidumbre.
Leamos a los que no sirven.

IV:
Dice Maurice Blanchot: “...lo que más amenaza la lectura: la realidad del lector, su personalidad, su inmodestia, su manera encarnizada de querer seguir siendo él mismo frente a lo que lee, de querer ser un hombre que sabe leer en general”.
Y es que un buen lector no es arrogante, no se apropia de la lectura, no la reduce a su medida, sino que se embarca en una nave sin destino, dispuesto a oír lo que no sabe, a “ponerse a la escucha” y dejarse atravesar por una invisible lanza; a no permanecer ajeno e impasible; a no ser un mero espectador que persigue un placer intrascendente e instantáneo. Steiner lo dice con maestría: “leer bien significa arriesgarse a mucho. Es dejar vulnerable nuestra identidad, nuestra posesión de nosotros mismos”.
No leamos como está mandado.


V:
Empaña con su aliento el cristal de la ventanilla. El tren silba al entrar en un túnel y la luz se enciende en el vagón. Estoy sentado frente a ella. Se abre de nuevo el paisaje. La niña dibuja con su minúsculo dedo algo parecido a letras irreconocibles. Afuera llueve. Me fijo en esos rasgos, ahora atravesados por estriadas gotas de lluvia.
Cuando escribo, yo también empaño con mi aliento la página en blanco.


VI:
Nietzsche en el prólogo de “Aurora“ exigía a los que practican el “arte venerable” de la lectura el saber “volverse silenciosos y pausados”. Nuestra época, bulliciosa e hiperactiva, soporta mal el silencio y la lentitud. Nietzsche desconfía de los lectores modernos.
Un caracol lee sobre la hoja de una berza.


VII:
Walter Benjamín reflexiona en su texto “Experiencia y pobreza” sobre la abundancia de estímulos y la penuria de experiencias que caracteriza a nuestro mundo. Tenemos el conocimiento, pero como algo externo a nosotros, como un útil o una mercancía.
Cada vez sabemos más, pero no cambiamos con lo que sabemos.


VIII:
A los 78 años aprendió a leer. Aquel maestro le enseñó lo que ella siempre había querido. Leyó un libro, muy, muy despacio, silabeando cada palabra, deteniéndose en cada punto, en cada coma. Cuando finalizó la lectura, entre satisfecha y triste, se presentó ante el maestro y le dijo: ahora, enséñeme a leer otro libro.
Nunca dejamos de aprender a leer.

IX :
Los platos y los vasos en su sitio, el orden final de la cocina. Ella extiende la manta de planchar sobre el fogón, muy cerca del horno aún caliente. Ambos sentados con los pies colgando, había algo de juego en esa postura. Abre la cartilla, hoy toca la “d”. Leo dado, dedo, diente, docena, duna. Tengo cuatro años, casi cinco.
El índice de su mano recorre los renglones. Sigo la curva de su uña, parece el rabillo de una letra, un extraño esmalte que une las palabras. No hay apenas significado, sólo percutida música de las sílabas y el tic-tac del reloj del pasillo que se repite incansable en su caja de madera.
Pasa el tiempo y oscurecen los azulejos. Las letras salen del dedo, de la mano, del brazo, del seno, de los labios de mi madre. Y a mi boca llegan como una lenta succión para hacerse nombre, sola palabra.
De niños leemos con el cuerpo.


X :
Encorvado como si se buscase a sí mismo, una manera de defenderse. Apenas se podía ver el libro que tenía en las manos. A veces emitía una mínima exclamación y luego volvía a leer en el silencio del parque, del agua estancada. En un momento dejó de leer. Creo que me vio. Cerró el libro e hizo un amago de levantarse del banco e irse, pero no, permaneció allí, sentado y encorvado sobre sí mismo, en una posición de espera, con el libro cerrado en las manos, como si temiera que la luz de la tarde velara lo escrito o las palabras escapasen hacia las copas de los árboles. Me pareció que continuaba leyendo aquel libro cerrado cuando me fui.
Leemos lo que ya hemos leído.


XI :
Una mujer joven lee una carta frente a la claridad de una ventana abierta. Vermeer nos muestra la luz que atraviesa el irregular cristal emplomado y se esparce por la habitación en penumbra. La mujer está inmersa en la lectura, tiene los labios separados, como si paladeara lo que lee, como si leyendo se oyese a sí misma.
Hay demasiada separación entre sus grandes ojos y las manos que sostienen con firmeza el arrugado papel. Advertimos en ello el germinar de una pasión que aún no exige cercanía, un cierto refreno, acaso las marchitas razones de la prudencia.
En primer plano, el pintor nos enseña diversas frutas, manzanas y melocotones, en una bandeja inclinada sobre un tapiz, tal vez una simbología de la voluptuosa mordedura del pecado original. A la derecha, una cortina o telón de un verde amarillento y sostenida por una barra transversal nos permite “ver” la escena, mostrar el cuadro. Todo revela atención y sugiere una soledad impuesta, pero a la vez un deseo de abrirse al desorden del mundo: la claridad fugitiva que entra por la ventana; la fruta y el tapiz descuidados; la secreta convulsión de quien a solas lee y tal vez se oye leer.
Llueve en Dresde. A la salida del museo donde se puede ver este bellísimo óleo de Vermeer, otra mujer lee un plano de la ciudad, reduce con sus manos la rebeldía del desplegable y mueve los labios, una manera de confirmar lo leído. En el escaparate de una frutería cercana brillan unas manzanas rojas y los parabrisas de los coches van y vienen de un lado a otro. Más allá, la claridad repentina de un semáforo. Así la vida.Leemos para atravesar las calles del tiempo.