December's poem for Bachillerato

MESSY ROOM by SHEL SLIVERSTEIN

Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater's been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or--
Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,
I knew it looked familiar!

December's joke for ESO

Mother: "Did you enjoy your first day at school?"
Girl: "First day? Do you mean I have to go back tomorrow?

NOVEMBER'S POEM FOR BACHILLERATO

TO YOU BY WALT WHITMAN
LET us twain walk aside from the rest;
Now we are together privately, do you discard ceremony,
Come! vouchsafe to me what has yet been vouchsafed to none—Tell me the whole story,
Tell me what you would not tell your brother, wife, husband, or physician

NOVEMBER'S JOKE FOR ESO

A man goes to the doctor and says, "Doctor, wherever I touch, it hurts."
The doctor asks, "What do you mean?"
The man says, "When I touch my shoulder, it really hurts. If I touch my knee - OUCH! When I touch my forehead, it really, really hurts."
The doctor says, "I know what's wrong with you - you've broken your finger!"

PHOTOS FROM LOWVILLE, USA (3)

PHOTOS FROM LOWVILLE, USA (2)

PHOTOS FROM LOWVILLE, USA

STUDENTS WHO ARE WRITING TO 1 BACH. B. THEY LIVE IN LOWVILLE, NYS. THEIR TEACHER IS LIZ LORENSTZEN.

OCTOBER'S JOKE FOR ESO

The teacher to a student: Conjugate the verb "to walk" in simple present.
The student: I walk. You walk ....
The teacher interrupts him: Quicker please.
The student: I run. You run ...

OCTOBER'S SONG FOR BACHILLERATO

"Imperfect" BY MARIAH CAREY

[Verse 1:]
I saw you yesterday,
And I heard what you had to say,
All those ugly ways you
Think about me, yeah.

But I know it's okay,
Gonna keep a smile on my face,
Hate don't change the way
I feel about my inner being.

[Refrain:]
'Cause I won't let 'em dim my light, and I'm holding
My head up high,
Even though my exterior
Is not impeccable to me,

I don't know if my
Wrongs is right,
But I'm gonna keep living my life.

Defame my name,
And doubt me,
I don't care what they say
'bout me.

[Chorus:]
Imperfect;
that's all that I'll ever be;
And god knows that's alright with me,
'Cause I know there's
No one greater
And everybody's imperfect,
When you tryna live in harmony, but the song of life
Is out of key;
Just be perfectly imperfect.

(Imperfect) [x4]

[Verse 2:]
As I look at the TV screen,
Internet and magazines,
So much insecurity surrounds me,
wish I could change some things,
gotta steal with my self-esteem,
Folks so superficial
Makes it hard to just survive.

[Refrain:]
'Cause I won't let 'em dim my light,
and I'm holding my head up high,
Even though my exterior
Is not impeccable to you,
I don't know if my
Wrongs is right,
But I'm gonna keep living my life

Defame my name and doubt me,
I don't care what they say
'bout me.

[Bridge:]
I may not walk like a super model, or look as flawless as they do;
I don't know where you get off judging,
'cause I'm imperfect just like you.

So I don't care about your status, so I'll swear up to here I've had it;
Ain't trying to win no beauty pageant, 'cause in my heart is all that matters.

SEPTEMBER'S SONG FOR BACHILLERATO

AMY MACDONALD LYRICS

"This Is The Life"

Oh the wind whistles down
The cold dark street tonight
And the people they were dancing
To the music vibe

And the boys chase the girls, with curls in their hair
While the shocked too many sit way over there
And the songs get louder each one better than before

And you singing the song thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size
where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?
And you singing the song thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size
Where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?
Where you gonna sleep tonight

So you're heading down the road in your taxi for 4
And you're waiting outside jimmy's front door
But nobody's in and nobody's home till 4
So you're sitting there with nothing to do
Talking about Robert Ragger and his 1 leg crew
And where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?

SEPTEMBER'S JOKE FOR ESO

The Perfect Son.
A: I have the perfect son.
B: Does he smoke?
A: No, he doesn't.
B: Does he drink whiskey?
A: No, he doesn't.
B: Does he ever come home late?
A: No, he doesn't.
B: I guess you really do have the perfect son. How old is he?
A: He will be six months old next Wednesday.

JUNE'S JOKE FOR ESO

PUPIL: "Would you punish me for something I didn`t do?"
TEACHER:" Of course not."
PUPIL: "Good, because I haven`t done my homework."

MAY'S JOKE FOR ESO

A teenage girl had been talking on the phone for about half an hour, and then she hung up.
"Wow!," said her father, "That was short. You usually talk for two hours. What happened?"
"Wrong number," replied the girl.

MAY'S POEM FOR BACHILLERATO

Life Is Fine by Langston Hughes

I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn't,
So I jumped in and sank.

I came up once and hollered!
I came up twice and cried!
If that water hadn't a-been so cold
I might've sunk and died.

But it was Cold in that water! It was cold!

I took the elevator
Sixteen floors above the ground.
I thought about my baby
And thought I would jump down.

I stood there and I hollered!
I stood there and I cried!
If it hadn't a-been so high
I might've jumped and died.

But it was High up there! It was high!

So since I'm still here livin',
I guess I will live on.
I could've died for love--
But for livin' I was born

Though you may hear me holler,
And you may see me cry--
I'll be dogged, sweet baby,
If you gonna see me die.

Life is fine! Fine as wine! Life is fine!

GOOD BYE, DEAR FRIENDS

We are looking forward to seeing you soon in Xirivella or in Heemstede!!!

Photo of the Dutch group who is writing to 4 ESA and PDC II

Photos from the Dutch exchange

When in Holland...
We saw mills, we went to school on bikes, we played a football match and we felt so important when we saw our names written at the staff room. But the most important thing was that we all enjoyed together!

April's poem for Bachillerato

There is another sky by Emily Dickinson

There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!

April's joke for ESO

A man walks into a shop and sees a cute little dog. He asks the shopkeeper, "Does your dog bite?"
The shopkeeper says, "No, my dog does not bite."
The man tries to pet the dog and the dog bites him.
"Ouch!" He says, "I thought you said your dog does not bite!"
The shopkeeper replies, "That is not my dog!"

The Foxborough exchanges

If you are a student who took part in any exchange with Foxborough, you can write about your experience, give new ideas or suggest activities. Please post a comment!

The Italian exchange

If you are a student who took part in the Lograto exchange you can write about your experience, give new ideas or suggest activities. Please post a comment!

The Dutch exchange

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NEWS!

- There are some new entries for students who took part in different exchanges.

- I have linked Carmen's blog from Italy so that students in 1 esd can see it. Have a look at recommended web pages.

MARCH'S JOKE FOR ESO

A teacher asked a student to write 55.
The student asked: How?
Teacher: Write 5 and beside it another 5!
The student wrote 5 and stopped.
teacher: What are you waiting for?
Student: I don't know which side to write the other 5!

MARCH'S POEM FOR BACHILLERATO

A GIRL by EZRA POUND

The tree has entered my hands,
The sap has ascended my arms,
The tree has grown in my breast-
Downward,
The branches grow out of me, like arms.

Tree you are,
Moss you are,
You are violets with wind above them.
A child - so high - you are,
And all this is folly to the world.

FEBRUARY'S POEM FOR BACHILLERATO

Alone by Edgar Allan Poe

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.

FEBRUARY'S JOKE FOR ESO

A: Why are you crying?
B: The elephant is dead.
A: Was he your pet?
B: No, but I'm the one who must dig his grave.

Students from Sweden: Moa, Johannes, Fabian and Lina

Their names are Moa (girl) Johannes (boy) Fabian (boy) Lina (girl)
The boys has written like this- We play fottball a lot, often in our breaks. We had a lot of snow this winter and there is still some left. We also have snowballfights sometimes. We have several breaks in school often for 5-10 minutes. We start school at 8.15 3 days a week and the other two at 9.00. We like that. We don't go to school on Saturdays and Sundays. After school we could join a footballteam or the scouts here in Åkarp.
The girls have written like this- In the evenings there is a school area in the building open but you have to be in at least the 7 th grade to be allowed to come. We are in the 6th. In the weekends there is not much to do in Åkarp but to hang out with friends.
We like when we can sit by ourselves in a small room and work in the lessons. The teacher doesn't think we work well then but we really do. You can ask each other and get help from each other. I think school is kind of fun.

January's poem for Bachillerato

I carry your heart with me by E. E. Cummings
I carry your heart with me
(I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it
(anywhere I go you go,my dear;
and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,
my darling)I fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)
I want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart(I carry it in my heart)

January's joke for ESO

Two boys were arguing when the teacher entered the room.
The teacher says, "Why are you arguing?"

One boy answers, "We found a ten dollar bill and decided to give it to whoever tells the biggest lie."

"You should be ashamed of yourselves," said the teacher, "When I was your age I didn't even know what a lie was."

The boys gave the ten dollars to the teacher.