Monday, 8 December 2014

"H" : Zack




It's the story of a boy, Zack, who fell in love with his best friend, Madisson, she was so beautiful, so sweet, so friendly, she was perfect. She spent her days crying thinking of Bradley, who wasn’t hers and in the meantime Zack felt as if he received blows deep in his heart confronted to the tears of the woman he loved. She repeated all the time she loved Bradley, whom Zack hated and whom Madisson loved more than anything and who made her cry..  Every night, every day, every hour, every minute, Zack thought of Madisson.

One day, while Bradley passed, Zack, full of hatred and bitterness, hit him, forgetting that Bradley was all muscles ! The fight lasted throughout the break until the supervisor finally separated them. On leaving the school, while Zack was about to board his bus, someone grabbed his arm, it was Madisson who wanted to know the reason for the attack. At that moment when he wanted to explain himself, Bradley grabbed him and began to hit him again, Zack didn't have time to react, he was already on the ground while Bradley was kicking him, he tried to defend himself but to no avail, Zack didn't have enough strength, too many shouts, too much hatred, too many things... The other students didn't react to this... Nobody was going to save him... Some were crying, others argued Bradley, but no one separated them...

 
He heard the scene but he did not see anything, he wanted to speak, defend himself, but no, his body stayed there motionless, Zack was in the process of dying because of Bradley's endless blows ! Madisson tried to separate Bradley and Zack while crying but Bradley seized her and pushed her to the ground while Zack was dying, a little more every minute, every second ...

 
The police arrived, someone in the crowd had called them, they arrested the young Bradley and an ambulance came for Madisson and Zack. But when they arrived at the hopital, each stretcher went to a distinct ward : Madisson's was carried to a bedroom and that of Zack ... to the morgue...


With love, nothing is impossible


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"I" : SUMMER


     

It's the summer. In fields the bales of straw are bright ; and the colored wheat dances with the wind and wakes the morning pink.

the sun shines and birds sing in the forest. It extends of all its magnificence on the golden striped valleys . The blue sky shines behind the white clouds and the trees of the mountains are so beautiful.

The nature returns happy people and made them dream.

The rays of the sun cross the transparent waters of the river and caress the pebbles which dance at the bottom of the water.

But the tired sun bows towards the horizon and illuminates with its last rays the twilight.

At this moment all the light of the countryside switches off and everybody falls asleep.


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"J" : The war


 


The cold, the fear. It's humide out there, and I can't see a thing. What ? I don't know. Breathing, it is the most important. Suffocating. It's stuffy. A cellar. In dark. I can't remember... I have a headache. Where am I exactly ? I remember just a little. I am in Scotland, in an underground passage. It's not a cellar. I am in the camp of the enemy, a prisoner. When? On the 24th January 1943. I am just a soldier, treated like a puppet. I wanted to protect my homeland but I was caught by the invader, during a mission. It has been one month since I am here. I made friends with the rats. I share my meal with them. I became like them: a poor rat lost full of grime. I am a poor human rag. I miss my family. I don't want them to know what I became. I would doubtless never see them again. I am tortured everyday. They want information. They will have nothing. I know nothing. I am just a soldier. It is the war.

I hear a noise. They get closer. No!!! This time I will escape. I can't stand anymore, the hunger, the thirst all this is too hard for me. They open the door. They are two. I throw myself on the first one and drill him the stomach with the end of a rusty metal winch I found by groping at the bottom of my prison. The second takes me by surprise. I forget everything around me. I fall. It's fuzzy. I die slowly; he shot on me. My only regret is not to be able to say goodbye to my wife and my two children...

I leave this world. It's not serious; I would have at least the merit to have died for my homeland. I hope that I would go to Heaven... Not enough luck... I merit Hades. I had killed a person for my survival. But I feel that I finally see the end of the tunnel. I am going to find my brothers who died in the fight.


Goodbye

George Harrison
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"K" : My dear soft friend


 

You are a friend for everyone, sometimes even a bestfriend

Always present for birthdays, you are the most expected guest

Of all sorts, you are really our favourite

Sour or sweet you are the best



Of all colors I am never tired

The problem when you are here is surely the reaction of my dentist

My belly you make flicker, my spirit you make circle

Soft or sticky you do not do good to my teeth

But I like you as much as possible


When you are seen it's a real treat for everbody

My friend you are, my friend you will stay

Always there for me when I feel bad

Would like your odor to become a perfume

You fill our heart with joy and you make our mouth water



This friend is called Candy

And he always makes me happy

I don't care about what people say

I love you and I will love you forever



To be taken in moderation !


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"L" : The black tulip


 

My name is Sarah and I live in an apartment in Chicago. I’m 17 years old, small and thin. I have long blond hair and brown eyes. My mother and father had gone to work and my brother had gone swimming. It was Wednesday, 3 o’clock pm, I was sitting on my couch when I received a message from Helena, she invited me to the movies. When I arrived in the street, without paying attention to the traffic, I crossed. I saw Helena open her mouth at the precise moment when I was hit by a vehicle. As in slow motion I got up from the ground and suddenly I felt my back hit by something hard with a violence that cut my breath. I heard cries, noises, someone was calling me, someone was touching me, I saw blurred things and then nothing.

I opened my eyes, lying in the dark cold. Then, I saw a spot of white light shining in front of me. I saw a figure coming towards me. It was a woman dressed in a long dress, black as the night, her long curly red hair falling in cascades on her back. Her big pale blue eyes seemed to enlighten her face. She fixed me and then smiled : « Hello Sarah, my name is Drina. I am the queen of Limbes, the world which is situated between the light and the dark. If you see this world, it is that you are between life and death, as you have had an accident : a car hit you and you fell in a coma. » She also explained then that I did not need to eat or sleep anymore, but that time passed faster. A day in this world was equal to a month in the world of light.

I looked at her, I had tears in my eyes.

- « It is impossible, it must be a dream, nothing at all is real » I screamed

She squeezed me hard, and murmured in my ear with a soft voice : « I promise Sarah », she added.

I was wandering in the Limbes when I heard a familiar voice, it was my mother : « Sarah my dear daughter, your father and I love you with all our heart », then nothing more. I sat down. I let the tears flow on my cheeks then I looked at the big clock that indicated the years, the months, the days, the hours, the minutes and the seconds that go by in the world of light.

Everybody has his own clock. For me, it indicated 4 months, 28 days, 11 hours, 6 minutes and 30 seconds. It had been 4 days in the world of Limbes that I had been wandering.

A voice made me jump, it was the voice of Helena : « Hi Sarah, it is Helena, I've brought you a new bouquet of perfumed red tulips as you like them. All the students of the high school wrote you a card, they miss you a lot, mainly Kevin. They offered you a teddy bear.

I was very glad that all my friends thought about me and I was very pleased that Kevin was interested in me. Kevin ! The boy I was in love with since my entry into high school. I had the impression that I was with them.
I looked again at the clock. It indicated 5 months, 3 days, 14 hours, 26 minutes and 8 seconds. A voice attracted me, the voice of my little brother warmed my heart and also moved me a lot : « Sarah, I am very sad, there is a great emptiness in the house. Mam' cries each night and Dad doesn't know what to do for her. I am waiting for you to go to the swimming pool and drink the best milk shake in the city. »
The clock indicated 9 months. Someone talked to me, it was Kevin : « Sarah it has been a month since your birthday. My hope has not been realised, it will maybe never be realised. But before, I would like you to know something…. »

My heart accelerates.

« ….When I saw you for the first time at high school I fell in love with you. I am offering you my drawing book, I want you to have it, if you go forever I will be very bad. »

Kevin put the book on my blanket. I wanted to take his hand but I took only emptiness. Kevin bent towards me and I felt a light pressure on my mouth then nothing more.

My clock indicated 1 year, 1 month and 10 hours. A year that I was in the coma, a year that I had had my accident, a year that I had not opened my eyes and that I had not seen all those I loved.

Drina appeared before me.

- « Sarah do you remember my promise ?

- Yes

- You believed in it, you wanted it.

- You helped me not to lose footing, I am ready, I want to live! »

And a wave of heat invaded me, I smelt the perfume of tulip. Their voices fought in the darkness and left a path, a fault that was bringing me back to reality.

Now I was in the light. Drina, always near me, was smiling at me. Smiling, smiling......Helena was smiling… My brother was smiling and my parents were also smiling at me. Their hands were touching my face, their arms were holding me and squeezing me. They kissed me, tears of joy flowing on their face, shining with life and happiness.

Then they went away leaving me alone, and I found a card on a leather book : « for Sarah, from Kevin » I opened it and I looked at myself, marvellously well-drawn on each page, with a black tulip in my hair, in my hands or all around the paper, up to the two last pages there was my empty desk, an only black tulip on it, and me lying on my hospital bed holding one in my hands.

I went back to high school and I went into the higher level class. I saw Kevin again, who approached me : « Sarah ! » he squeezed me in his arms. We stayed together up to the end of high school and even beyond. I know now that love is the strongest feeling that could exist and that it will vanquish the darkness no matter what.


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"M" : a trip to Brittany


 

I am going to tell you about my school (study) trip to the seaside in Brittany. I was in my 3rd year of primary school in Monteynard.
There were 5 classrooms (1st year,2nd year,3rd year,4th year,5th year). We took the bus from Monteynard to Lyon, then in Lyon we took the TGV (fast train) up to Rennes and again another bus from Rennes to Beg port. It was a stay of 7 days.
When I arrived, I saw a big building with a big yard. I was happy.
We visited the biggest aquarium in Europe, we went on a catamaran we went by bus and we visited the biggest harbour of Quimper, we also ate the specialities : pancakes and a cheesetopped dish of fish.
Girls and boys were separated in different rooms to sleep. It was a good trip, I liked the landscapes a lot. It was the first time that I went to Brittany and it was an unforgettable trip.
Before leaving, my parents were sad because they were afraid for me. When coming back from my stay in Brittany my parents were pleased to see us again.
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"N" : my holidays in Bari



I am going to tell you about my last holidays in Bari, in Italy. My parents and their friends rent a big car and we were all in the same car. We were very happy because the journey lasted 16 hours.
We could sleep in the van at the back.

When we arrived in Bari at the campsite it was very beautiful. We were very tired but really happy to arrive. There were many olive trees, two big swimming-pools and many houses (trulli), small typical houses.
Every day we had breakfast in a big room we could choose different things to eat : cornflakes, butter croissants, cakes, ham...

We often went to the sea, we took the car and we could choose between two different seas : "the Adriactic" or the "Ionian" sea. My favorite sea was the Ionian sea because the water was very beautiful, clear and hot.
We went diving with my friends with masks and snorkels. We played and stayed a lot of time under the water. We could see small fishes ; yellow, blue brown and black.

One day we went to a small town called Alberobello. It's a typical town with "trullis" everywhere. It's really beautiful! All the trullis are white with a grey roof. We went to visit Lecce, it's a very nice town with monuments and a lot of churches. The week after, we went to a big zoo, it's the biggest zoo in Europe ! We could see the animals very well and touch them. At the beginning, we saw a vivarium, we could see crocodiles very well,they were very near ! Then we took a small train to see the monkeys, they were baboons. They were everywhere, one hundred ! We could give them some peanuts. They could climb on the roof of the train, it was very strange!
After we took a small boat to go to a small island to see very small monkeys, it was fun ! we could give them some fruits and touch them.
Then we went to a show of dolphins and sea lions. It was magic! After, we went into a big romm there were dinosaurs (like robots). We could touch them and they moved their legs and their head.

The day after, my family and all our friends went to the sea. On the cliff, there was a big hole with water. It was very high (more than 7 meters). We jumped in the water, it was a lot of fun ! We stayed a long time to see the people jump.

One evening at the campsite, there was a party with dinner and a D.J.. Everybody was here to dance ! There were Germans, Italian, French people and it was very nice because there were many lights around the swimming-pools and in the park. Sometimes the swimming pool was pink or green and the trees in the parks were blue or yellow !

Those were my favourite holidays in Italy, I hope to go back there soon !

 
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"O" : the pen


 
My name is Pablo and I will tell you the amazing story that happened to me last year.

I picked up my friend Antoine to go to school when I saw a white stone.

It shone and it was next to an old leather case.

Curious, I opened the case and I found a beautiful black and gold pen.

I took it in class and I used it to do my dictation.

I usually had trouble spelling words and there was a miracle.The pen wrote the words for me.

I  made my job by being proud of myself for the first time.

When my teacher gave me my copy, she made me a face because she was surprised, it was the first time I had 20/20.

She thought I had cheated.

But I decided to use my magic pen for all the other tests.

I became the best in class.

For the last test, instead of describing my cat, my pen began to speak about my teacher and say bad things about her.

I tried to leave my pen on the table but it continued to write wicked things.

I was punished severely so I decided to get rid of my pen.

I tried everything to lose it, crush it … But it always came back to my kit.

This is my friend Antoine who found a solution.

I left it on my desk in plain view so that someone could steal it.

We went out to recess and when we returned in class the pen was gone.

And it is Thomas who began to be the best in class.

Good tip : if you find a black and gold pen don’t pick it up!!
 
 

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"P" : KINGDOMHEARTS




This is the story of Sora, a 13 year-old boy. He's not very strong but he's very kind with his friends Riku and Kayri. They love adventure but one day, a monster appeared. He attacked them. Then a sword in the shape of a key called the keyblade appeared in the hand of Sora. Thanks to this sword, Sora was able to save these friends. They accosted on an island. They met a man named Cloud who
taught them how to defend themselves. Thanks to him, Sora and these friends will free their island.
 
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"Q" : the new girl


It's the story of a girl who has just arrived in a new school. She doesn't have lots of friends, she didn’t have a good attitude, her name was Vanessa. All the girls were angry at her, so she made friends with the boys!
But a day, the boys changed their attitude towards her... She was raped ! A group of girls were present, but none of them reacted .. It was part of their plan !! But Vanessa could talk !! But it started again every day ...
She could not go !! And one day , she decided to end it with this stupid rope she had in her room .. She left so young .. The next day, the girls who had not bullied her and who were not aware of their actions, they did not know that Vanessa had died ...

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"R" : My horse


My friend and I went to ride a horse in the park. My horse loves flowers. After one hour we had a break. One person with a flower in her hair was going ahead. My horse ate her hair with the flower and the person took an armor out. Johan and I ran very fast. The woman phoned a police officer. My horse jumped over the police officer and we ran towards my house. One hour later one person rang at my house and we opened the door . The person was the mother of the woman we had seen.

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Monday, 14 April 2014

Story Writing : "LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD"



Once upon a time, Little Red Riding Hood was walking in the forest. It was very dark and huge. She stopped to pick up mushrooms and flowers for her grandma. It was very quiet when she heard a crow call. She was walking very slowly because she was dead scared when the wolf suddenly appeared and said «Helloooooo!!!You are my dinner!!». She turned into a karateka and she hit him. Everybody heard a big «BOUM!» and all the birds flew away. She took the wolf on her shoulder and she was very happy to go to her grandma's house. She cooked the wolf for dinner.
 
*Word box :
Mushroom : champignon / Shoulder: épaule
Huge: immense / Went: aller
Crow: corbeau / pick up: ramasser
Call: un cri / Dead Scared : mort de peur
Turn into: se transformer en / Flew away : voler ailleurs
Karateka: karateka                          
Written by Anaïs, Camille, Othilie, 5B
 

Story Writing : "Tomy's dream"


On the 5th April 2014, Tomy, 7 years old was playing in his swimming-pool when he was taken away by a whirpool.
He ended on a meadow with some stupid kangaroos, who were jumping and picking blue flowers. They said the date : 30th August 2034. Tomy was very happy because he had always dreamt to be here.
Word box : a whirlpool (un tourbillon), a meadow (une prairie)
Lauriane, Mathilde, Lisa, 5emeA

Story writing : "A Frightening Porcupine"



Once upon a time, a little porcupine was born.

Its name was Porky! He grew up very quickly and became the tallest in the world.

On a beautiful night, he got out of his cave, and he visited the countryside. He met cows; he was scared so he put his spines up.
 
The next morning, the farmer was sad and very, very, very angry because he found his cows dead. He was returning to his house when he saw the porcupine!!! He freaked out and… what happened ???

END

Vocabulary:

  1. A Porcupine = un porc-épic;
  2. He grew up = il grandit ;
  3. the countryside = la campagne;
  4. scared = effrayé;
  5. Spines = des piquants.
Written by Justine R., Alexia & Thibault, 5A

Story writing : "at the train station"



Last week in the afternoon, John was walking in the train station to meet a girl when he suddenly fell on the rails because a man pushed him.
John was scared.
The train was arriving when John was run over.
People shouted and freaked out.
They phone the firemen and the policemen.
John joined the sky.

 Word box : be run over (se faire écraser)
 
Written by Sarah, Cloé, Emily, 5A

Story Writing : "Three blondes"


 

This is the story of three blondes in a park in the country. They were flatmates, their kitten was savagely ran over by a car so they decided to hang themselves when they heard a miaow in a tree. They raised their head and they saw a kitten stuck in the tree. They forgot about hanging themselves, they helped the cat and brought it back to their house.

WORD BOX : Flatmate (colocataire), run over (écraser), hang (se pendre), raise (lever), stuck (coincé), bring/brought back (rapporter)

Written by Marline, Eve, Yasmine, 5A

Story writing : "a lion"


Last Sunday, in the forest of Syria, an explorer was searching a rare species of lions with his friends.
They found it. They were watching the lion when the explorer's phone rang. He was talking to a journalist when another lion jumped on him and attacked his friends. They were very terrified and screamed "aaaaaah..."!! The explorer phoned the hospital:"my friends are very injured!" he said. The lion attacked him and the ambulance never arrived.

Word box : a species (une espèce), find/found (trouver)
 
Written by Ricardo & Pierre, 5B

Story writing : "Halloween !"




The night of Halloween, I had invited Maéva. We were ringing at houses.

The night was terrifying, it was very dark but we were happy, we had lots of sweets. After we finished, the street lamps suddenly went off.

We were walking home when the bush moved (we were scared, we thought it was a werewolf). My dad suddenly got out of the bush, he shouted and he threw firecrackers but they didn't explode. We ran away towards my house!

We were stupid!


Word box :

street lamps : lampadaires

bush : buisson

werewolf : loup-garou

firecrackers : pétard

towards : vers

Justine and Maéva F. 5B

Story Writing : "One Direction"


 

Last night, in Grenoble we went to the concert of One Direction, we were very excited and very happy. The concert started, we were very crazy and impressed.

One Direction were singing when smoke appeared. People were scared and ran away.

Some people screamed, some people cried and some people pushed. But some fans stayed. One Direction returned and their hair went on fire and some fans cried. They took water and threw it on One direction.
 
Word box :
Push: se bousculer
Stay: rester
Fire: feu

Romane, Noémie et Maëva. D 5°B

Story writing : "In a forest"


Two friends were camping alone in a forest when they heard a sound, they were very terrified. They could feel a presence when three killers stabbed them, the two friends didn't have time to scream! The killers cut the corpses into pieces and they were burying them when a man hit them with a baseball bat, they were inconscients. It was the father of one of the two friends!! He called the police to come and pick the three killers then went to bury his daughter and her friend in a better place.

Word box : stab (poignarder), bury (enterrer)
Written by Lilou&Zoé 5B