En biología fuimos al laboratorio e hicimos la disección de un cerebelo. Luego, con las fotos tomadas de aquel día, intervinimos estas imágenes con los conceptos aprendidos.
Trabajé con Nazarena Ballesteros.
Nuestro trabajo:
Cursores
lunes, 30 de mayo de 2016
"Games at Twilight"
In Literature, we read a story called "Games at Twilight" by Anita Desai.
Moreover, we analize it and made a presentation of most of the things learnt in school. We include information about the author, the summary of the story, the description of the main characters, and more.
I did it with Emilia Hernán.
Moreover, we analize it and made a presentation of most of the things learnt in school. We include information about the author, the summary of the story, the description of the main characters, and more.
I did it with Emilia Hernán.
martes, 24 de mayo de 2016
My Way Home
In Literature, after analyzing different poems, we had to write a poem in a minimum of 12 lines.
I wrote a poem which describes what I find when I´m coming home. (As in "Coming Home").
My poem:
My Way Home
It's five o'clock,
We are spreading all around.
I love that journey
from school to home.
I cross one street, few blocks ahead,
I feel my warm nest to get.
I'm looking forward, my breathing
it's like mist on an ochre paint.
Autumn leaves sounds everywhere.
A few people are on my way,
all of them covered in wool,
so their faces are all unknown.
Finally I'm home,
my parents had prepared me
a hot chocolate-milk.
Oh, I love them all.
I wrote a poem which describes what I find when I´m coming home. (As in "Coming Home").
My poem:
My Way Home
It's five o'clock,
We are spreading all around.
I love that journey
from school to home.
I cross one street, few blocks ahead,
I feel my warm nest to get.
I'm looking forward, my breathing
it's like mist on an ochre paint.
Autumn leaves sounds everywhere.
A few people are on my way,
all of them covered in wool,
so their faces are all unknown.
Finally I'm home,
my parents had prepared me
a hot chocolate-milk.
Oh, I love them all.
viernes, 13 de mayo de 2016
No te puedo amar...
Luego de leer "Final del Juego" (de Julio Cortázar) escribí una carta como si fuera Leticia. Ella es un personaje pricipal del cuento.
Esta carta tenía como receptor a su pretendiente: Ariel.
Mi carta:
Vías del Central Argentino, 22 de enero
Estimado Ariel,
Esta carta tenía como receptor a su pretendiente: Ariel.
Mi carta:
Vías del Central Argentino, 22 de enero
Estimado Ariel,
Me hubiera encantado verte hoy pero no pude y nunca lo haré. Estoy enferma y me prohiben hacer ciertas cosas. Tengo un problema en la espalda y se me dificulta mucho moverme. Conocerte a vos implicaría poner en riesgo mi salud ya que querría seguirte el paso todo el tiempo; algo que no puedo hacer. También lo hago por vos, te mereces algo mejor.
Por favor, si alguna vez creíste que podríamos conocernos y quizá estar juntos, no me busques. Quiero que sepas que yo lo creí y por eso estoy tan triste.
Mañana me gustaría hacer una linda despedida solo para vos. Mi última estatua.
Hasta siempre,
Leticia.
martes, 10 de mayo de 2016
Butter
In EM we had to make an info-graphic showing the inputs and processes of one product. In this case, we choose butter. I worked with Emilia Hernán.
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