On Friday the 28th of October, the English department took 1º ESO to the theatre in central Madrid to see a play, based on the novel Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, by Robert Louis Stevenson. (más…)

It’s the festive season, the Yule tide, celebrated throughout England, and of course around Great Britain, with great joy, for the young and adults too! There are some curious traditions that commenced in ancient times, but we continue to celebrating them, although some have changed. (más…)

In Society and Culture we interpretated a play of one of the labours of Hercules, and we chose the story of the boar. When we performed the play, we wore costumes to represent the characters that we were and we made swords and shields with card.

The story of the boar:
Hercules was in the forest. He was going to Pholus´s house (a centaur). They were eating a feast. Hercules was thirsty and wanted to drink wine. The centaurs were angry because Hercules drank their wine, so he ran away. The centaurs ran after him. Hercules shot his arrow and killed one of the centaurs. Then Hercules killed the boar. The king heard the story and was scared of Hercules.

Alicia González del Rey Mateo, Natalia Vázquez García y Estefanía Mayayo García, 6ºA

Last week, in our English class we learnt from the Little Elephant book the different activities we can do at home: make the bed, tidy up, make a cake… So we decided that it would be fun to make a cake all together in class.
First, we mixed the butter with the cookie mix and oll of us participated. Then, we added the milk to the filling. Finally, with the help of our teachers we put all the mixture into the baking dish. We enjoyed it so much as we got to pour it ourselves! After waiting for a few hours the cake was ready to eat. It was the best part! It was delicious! Check out our pictures!

The Irish, down through the centuries, have been acclaimed as story tellers and are well known for their myths and legends, not all of which have a happy ending. Here is one particularly sad story from the island of Ireland.
 
The Children of Lir

Once upon a time, long ago,  there lived an Irish  king called Lir, who had four children whose names were Fionnula,Aodh, Fiachra and Con. Their mother, the queen, had died some years before and the children missed her very much. The king saw that his children were sad and needed a mother so he decided to marry again. His new bride ´s name was Aoife. She was very beautiful but was also selfish and cruel and she quickly became jealous of the king´s love for his children. Her jealousy was so great that she decided to get rid of the children for ever. She asked a druid for help and together they thought up a terrible spell.

A few days later, Aoife went out to the lake near the castle where the children were playing. Aoife said some magic words and the children suddenly disappeared and in their place were four beautiful swans.

“ What have you done to us ? ´´, asked one of the swans.  Aoife laughed. “ I have put a spell on you.´´ she answered, “You will be swans for 900 years. You will spend 300 years on this lake, 300 on the Sea of Moyle and 300 on the Isle of Glora. Only the sound of a church bell can break the spell.´´

That evening, as the children did not return home at the usual time, the king went looking for them by the lake. He was very surprised when a swan called out, “ Father, father, we are your children. Aoife has placed a terrible spell on us´´. The king was very sad and angry. He returned to the castle and begged Aoife to break the spell but she refused. As a punishment, the king banished her from his kingdom, never to return.

Lir spent the rest of his life beside the lake, talking to his children until he grew old and died.

300 years passed and the swans moved to the cold and stormy Sea of Moyle between Ireland and Scotland. It was a hard life with little food and the years passed slowly.When the time came for them to fly to the Isle of Glora, the swans were old and tired.

One day, as they were resting  beside a little village , they suddenly  heard the sound they had been waiting for for so long – an old man called Caomhog was ringing the bell in the tower of a little church. At last, the spell was broken but the children of Lir were  now old and sick. When they died  a short time afterwards, Caomhog buried them next to the little church where they had heard the sound of the bell after waiting for hundreds of years.

Once upon a time there was a little worm that was crying. His mom (he was a boy) asked what was happening. He said: “I´m very ugly and I´m not very strong so I don´t have friends”. His mum was looking for a way to solve the problem that her son had. She had an idea and said to the little worm: “You should eat lots of different food”. The worm was thinking that his mum always gives very good advice. So he started to eat different types of food.
For example: the first day he ate some salad for dinner and in his body appeared a green ring. The next day for the afternoon snack he was eating a little piece of chocolate and in his body appeared a brown ring. He was drinking some orange juice for breakfast every day during the week, and in his body appeared an orange ring.
After more and mo0re different food he was a very colourful worm. Now he was the strongest creepy crawly in his school and now he was more handsome too.

Paula Colorado Cortés, 4ºC