<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436015649836057689</id><updated>2024-11-08T12:34:36.342-03:00</updated><category term="Poetry"/><category term="FCE"/><category term="Interviews"/><category term="Quizzes"/><category term="Tales"/><category term="Teachers room"/><category term="Writing from musical prompt"/><category term="Writing from visual prompt"/><title type='text'>The Ingenious Journal Project</title><subtitle type='html'>Creative writing</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kenia Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12893148474912410033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijWMUCnv7Ui1K3_z86MmAIm74Ud8uaC7IlGcgcw4Cr_kHsdtApRXRuYG9fc1u5v5WJRqtV9tdo0F2OUACq3BWNgRJYpeLHwOsMCLOXyHWDaU6pJ19o9vZz-pKfsZnXJg/s220/kenia.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436015649836057689.post-6852295823137672106</id><published>2011-08-07T09:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T09:45:18.631-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing from musical prompt"/><title type='text'>I&#39;m in love with my best friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;After listening to Jason Mraz and Colbie Caillat singing &#39;Lucky&#39;, students were asked to write notes to their best friends confessing to be in love with them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Dear friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m so bad about hiding it, i can&#39;t do it anymore. I don&#39;t know how to tell you that, we&#39;ve been friends for a long time. You are my best and my great love. Yes, I love you so much. I don&#39;t want our friendship to end but I needed to tell you about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Kisses, Mariana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Dear friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t you ever forget you are my best friend. And it was because of this that I had the opportunity to get to know you better. Then I started to see you more often and I discovered what a great woman you are. Now I have something to confess: I&#39;m in love with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;(Bruno)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;*Check wall display &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/63083402@N06/5736874006/in/photostream/&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6852295823137672106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-in-love-with-my-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default/6852295823137672106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default/6852295823137672106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-in-love-with-my-best-friend.html' title='I&#39;m in love with my best friend'/><author><name>Kenia Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12893148474912410033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijWMUCnv7Ui1K3_z86MmAIm74Ud8uaC7IlGcgcw4Cr_kHsdtApRXRuYG9fc1u5v5WJRqtV9tdo0F2OUACq3BWNgRJYpeLHwOsMCLOXyHWDaU6pJ19o9vZz-pKfsZnXJg/s220/kenia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436015649836057689.post-361755007003254292</id><published>2011-07-11T12:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T12:36:41.210-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poetry"/><title type='text'>Poetry Experiment #2 - Gogyohka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gogyohka has been developed in Japan and it simply means &#39;verse which is written in five lines&#39;. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This form of verse was developed by a poet called &lt;a href=&quot;http://5gyohka.com/gogyohka(English).htm#enta&quot;&gt;Enta Kusakabe&lt;/a&gt;. He first came up with the concept in 1957. From the 1990s onwards he began his efforts to spread Gogyohka as a new movement in poetry, and there are now around half a million people writing this form of verse in Japan.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Hortência Mourão)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Iago Soares)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/361755007003254292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/poetry-experiment-2-gogyohka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default/361755007003254292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default/361755007003254292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/poetry-experiment-2-gogyohka.html' title='Poetry Experiment #2 - Gogyohka'/><author><name>Kenia Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12893148474912410033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijWMUCnv7Ui1K3_z86MmAIm74Ud8uaC7IlGcgcw4Cr_kHsdtApRXRuYG9fc1u5v5WJRqtV9tdo0F2OUACq3BWNgRJYpeLHwOsMCLOXyHWDaU6pJ19o9vZz-pKfsZnXJg/s220/kenia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436015649836057689.post-2672712961451515810</id><published>2011-07-10T12:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T12:57:24.568-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Teachers room"/><title type='text'>What Teachers Make</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;He says the problem with teachers is, &quot;What&#39;s a kid going to learn&lt;/div&gt;from someone who decided his best option in life was to become a teacher?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;He reminds the other dinner guests that it&#39;s true what they say about&lt;br /&gt;teachers:&lt;br /&gt;Those who can, do; those who can&#39;t, teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decide to bite my tongue instead of his&lt;br /&gt;and resist the temptation to remind the other dinner guests&lt;br /&gt;that it&#39;s also true what they say about lawyers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we&#39;re eating, after all, and this is polite company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I mean, you¹re a teacher, Taylor,&quot; he says.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Be honest. What do you make?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wish he hadn&#39;t done that&lt;br /&gt;(asked me to be honest)&lt;br /&gt;because, you see, I have a policy&lt;br /&gt;about honesty and ass-kicking:&lt;br /&gt;if you ask for it, I have to let you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to know what I make?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could.&lt;br /&gt;I can make a C+ feel like a Congressional medal of honor&lt;br /&gt;and an A- feel like a slap in the face.&lt;br /&gt;How dare you waste my time with anything less than your very best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make kids sit through 40 minutes of study hall&lt;br /&gt;in absolute silence. No, you may not work in groups.&lt;br /&gt;No, you may not ask a question.&lt;br /&gt;Why won&#39;t I let you get a drink of water?&lt;br /&gt;Because you&#39;re not thirsty, you&#39;re bored, that&#39;s why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make parents tremble in fear when I call home:&lt;br /&gt;I hope I haven&#39;t called at a bad time,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to talk to you about something Billy said today.&lt;br /&gt;Billy said, &quot;Leave the kid alone. I still cry sometimes, don&#39;t you?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;And it was the noblest act of courage I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make parents see their children for who they are&lt;br /&gt;and what they can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to know what I make?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make kids wonder,&lt;br /&gt;I make them question.&lt;br /&gt;I make them criticize.&lt;br /&gt;I make them apologize and mean it.&lt;br /&gt;I make them write, write, write.&lt;br /&gt;And then I make them read.&lt;br /&gt;I make them spell definitely beautiful, definitely beautiful, definitely&lt;br /&gt;beautiful&lt;br /&gt;over and over and over again until they will never misspell&lt;br /&gt;either one of those words again.&lt;br /&gt;I make them show all their work in math.&lt;br /&gt;And hide it on their final drafts in English.&lt;br /&gt;I make them understand that if you got this (brains)&lt;br /&gt;then you follow this (heart) and if someone ever tries to judge you&lt;br /&gt;by what you make, you give them this (the finger).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me break it down for you, so you know what I say is true:&lt;br /&gt;I make a goddamn difference! What about you?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;By &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.taylormali.com/&quot;&gt;Taylor Mali&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;349&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/embed/tpog1_NFd2Q&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2672712961451515810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-teachers-make.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default/2672712961451515810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default/2672712961451515810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-teachers-make.html' title='What Teachers Make'/><author><name>Kenia Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12893148474912410033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijWMUCnv7Ui1K3_z86MmAIm74Ud8uaC7IlGcgcw4Cr_kHsdtApRXRuYG9fc1u5v5WJRqtV9tdo0F2OUACq3BWNgRJYpeLHwOsMCLOXyHWDaU6pJ19o9vZz-pKfsZnXJg/s220/kenia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/tpog1_NFd2Q/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436015649836057689.post-5641032299364473670</id><published>2011-05-30T19:25:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T20:10:24.688-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Really Special Present</title><content type='html'>(Based on the websites &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;www.whsmith.co.uk&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;www.xperiencedays.com&lt;/span&gt;, students were asked to create an &#39;Experience Gift&#39; which is going to be the flagship of their own companies. Then, they were supposed to swap the presents!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3629/3528741860_47c3859dc8.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 311px;&quot; src=&quot;http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3629/3528741860_47c3859dc8.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;WILD LIFE EXPERIENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Do you like watching NetGeo programmes?&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to be face to face with a lion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Mariana Menezes&lt;/span&gt; has the perfect present for you!&lt;br /&gt;For just $490.00 you can give this unique present for your grandmother!&lt;br /&gt;(Experience: Going on a safari)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3058/2361791807_9a9de1c96f_z.jpg?zz=1&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 273px;&quot; src=&quot;http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3058/2361791807_9a9de1c96f_z.jpg?zz=1&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;CELEB EXPERIENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  Do you like old movies?&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to meet your favourite actor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Ludmilla&lt;/span&gt; has the perfect present for you!&lt;br /&gt;For just $350.00 you can give this unique present for your best friend!&lt;br /&gt;(Experience: Traveling to Hollywood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://farm1.static.flickr.com/105/298567504_230e2a956f.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 396px;&quot; src=&quot;http://farm1.static.flickr.com/105/298567504_230e2a956f.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;FANGS EXPERIENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Do you like traveling?&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to know vampires?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Hugo&lt;/span&gt; has the perfect present for you!&lt;br /&gt;For just 2L of blood you can give this unique present for your sister!&lt;br /&gt;(Experience: Meeting Nosferatu)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5641032299364473670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/really-special-present.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default/5641032299364473670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default/5641032299364473670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/really-special-present.html' title='A Really Special Present'/><author><name>Erick B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00824277551425711034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDnSHwCz6p_wkffbtUL_achQ322SBo3FsVNCNxlDz2wQhrlRj86soQmkOsD9JdFM5o41d1Hbkf6vFoO88rRmReReLSa5i0iya0-EagtNV2oCkdtEeNR3X1hJrMka4dmHo/s1600-r/8435_1223304100030_1151807238_710214_3529006_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3629/3528741860_47c3859dc8_t.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436015649836057689.post-393762565939987736</id><published>2011-05-30T14:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T15:05:00.536-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Interviews"/><title type='text'>An interview with Robin Hood</title><content type='html'>(&#39;An interview with your favorite book character&#39; is what students were asked to do. They had it written and recorded as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 15px; &quot;&gt;Hello everybody, and welcome to the first edition of &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;OurTime News. &lt;/i&gt;Today we have a very famous character here to answer a few questions, he is the man who says &quot;stealing from the rich to give to the poor is the rule&quot; ... Sir Robin Hood of Locksley. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; &quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 11pt; &quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight:normal&quot;&gt;Robin&lt;/b&gt;: Oh, thank you, it’s a pleasure to be here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 11pt; &quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight:normal&quot;&gt;Interviewer&lt;/b&gt;: We thank you for accepting our invitation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Tahoma;color:#444444;mso-ansi-language: EN-US&quot;&gt;Robin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Tahoma;color:#444444;mso-ansi-language: EN-US&quot;&gt;: * Smile * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-size:11.0pt; font-family:Tahoma;color:#444444;mso-ansi-language:EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight:normal&quot;&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background:white&quot;&gt;: Robin, your father asked you not to risk too much in the forest because of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family:Arial;color:black;mso-ansi-language:EN-US&quot;&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family:Arial; color:black;mso-ansi-language:EN-US&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family:Arial;color:black;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;font-style:normal&quot;&gt;Sheriff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family:Arial;color:black;mso-ansi-language:EN-US&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family:Arial;color:black; mso-ansi-language:EN-US&quot;&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family:Arial;color:black;mso-ansi-language:EN-US&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family:Arial;color:black;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-bidi-font-weight:bold;font-style:normal&quot;&gt;Nottingham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Tahoma; color:#444444;background:white;mso-ansi-language:EN-US&quot;&gt;, why didn’t you listen? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Tahoma; color:#444444;background:white;mso-ansi-language:EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight:normal&quot;&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;: I wanted to live my life instead of being stuck in a farm. Locksley is a great place, but I would never be famous if I didn’t leave the countryside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Tahoma;color:#444444;mso-ansi-language: EN-US&quot;&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Tahoma;color:#444444;mso-ansi-language: EN-US&quot;&gt;: How did you meet Maid Marian? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Tahoma;color:#444444;mso-ansi-language: EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight:normal&quot;&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;: It was during one of my training courses, she attended a free class and we started chatting, then one thing led to the other, you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight:normal&quot;&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;: You have a great relationship with Little John, don’t you? And why did he change his name? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background:white&quot;&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background:white&quot;&gt;: Yes, yes we are very good friends, he is like a big brother to me, he always protects me and helps me in many ways. &lt;/span&gt;Little John is just a funny nickname for a man his size. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background:white&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight:normal&quot;&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;: How do you feel being an outlaw? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background:white&quot;&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background:white&quot;&gt;: It is not easy I must admit, I had to leave my father and Marian, but it is also an exciting lifestyle, you see, I meet a bunch of mates and live incredible adventures&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background:white&quot;&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background:white&quot;&gt;: How did you feel after discovering what had happened to your father? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background:white&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight:normal&quot;&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;: * sad smile * I was very sad when I learned he had died. Marian was there by my side all the time and she was very supportive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight:normal&quot;&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;: Are you planning to get married any soon? How many children would you like to have? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight:normal&quot;&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;: * laughter * Yes, I want to get married soon. We’re organizing everything right now. I would like a boy and a girl... they’ll be good archers as their father and they’ll have their mother’s beauty and education.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Tahoma;color:#444444;background: white;mso-ansi-language:EN-US&quot;&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Tahoma;color:#444444;background: white;mso-ansi-language:EN-US&quot;&gt;: Well Robin, I am immensely honored with your presence here, and I really hope you and Marian have a long and happy life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;ecxlongtext&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Tahoma; color:#444444;mso-ansi-language:EN-US&quot;&gt;Thank you. &lt;span style=&quot;background:white&quot;&gt;Thank you all for watching &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;OurTime News&lt;/i&gt;. Have a nice night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; &quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;(written by Luiza Santana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/393762565939987736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/interview-with-robin-hood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default/393762565939987736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default/393762565939987736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/interview-with-robin-hood.html' title='An interview with Robin Hood'/><author><name>Kenia Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12893148474912410033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijWMUCnv7Ui1K3_z86MmAIm74Ud8uaC7IlGcgcw4Cr_kHsdtApRXRuYG9fc1u5v5WJRqtV9tdo0F2OUACq3BWNgRJYpeLHwOsMCLOXyHWDaU6pJ19o9vZz-pKfsZnXJg/s220/kenia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436015649836057689.post-6106619975908734045</id><published>2011-05-20T12:40:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T09:34:17.174-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tales"/><title type='text'>Fairly Unfairy Tales #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;(Students were asked to put two classic fairy tales together and turn them into modern tales. It seems there&#39;s no place for fairies in my students&#39; heads!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;How Jack met Pinocchio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Once upon a time, there were two siblings: Hansel and Gretel. They were spending time at home when their mother told them to go and buy Japanese food for lunch in the restaurant on the other side of the forest. As they didn&#39;t know the way there very well, they took a handful of beans to mark the way back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;After a long walk, Gretel noticed her brother was hungry and then she took him to the local Burger King outlet for a hamburger, but she had always been forgetful and she &#39;accidentally&#39; forgot him there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;She was going back home because she couldn&#39;t remember what she had to buy when she discovered an enormous beanstalk growing even more and faster. She noticed it looked like a stairway leading to heaven and went up to check what it was like up there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Above the clouds, there was a big house made of candies and sweets. Gretel, as any other child would do, walked toward the house to eat some candies when she was surprised by a horrible giant that captured her and locked her in a dark room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Gretel was crying a lot and didn&#39;t notice there was a boy there, too. He approached her and hugged her, and when she looked at him they fell in love immediately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Because the room was really dark, they didn&#39;t notice the passing of days. While there, they had been planning a way to escape the house and kill the giant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;It was lunchtime one day, they had had their lunch and when the giant returned to collect the dishware, they threw their plates in his eyes and ran down the beanstalk. Gretel remembered her brother and started to look for him. They met him halfway home. He was very bad-looking. His clothes were all torn and his face was a mix of anger and tiredness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&quot;Who is he?&quot; - Hansel asked pointing to the boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&quot;This is Jack. He is my love... the man I&#39;ll live together with for the rest of my life!&quot; - Gretel answered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&quot;Was it because of him you abandoned me in the forest? Look at me!&quot; - Hansel asked angrily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;He looked really angry. He ran toward Jack and pulled him into the lake where a whale ate him. Gretel was so sad that she killed herself by ingesting poison. But what she didn&#39;t know is that the boy met Pinocchio in the whale&#39;s stomach and they ended up becoming good friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The End&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;*Written by: &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; &quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;Laura Drumond, Maria Eduarda Hilarino, Mariana Coelho and Verônica Busato &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; &quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;**Check wall display &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/63083402@N06/5737007632/in/photostream/&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6106619975908734045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/fairly-unfairy-tales-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default/6106619975908734045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default/6106619975908734045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/fairly-unfairy-tales-1.html' title='Fairly Unfairy Tales #1'/><author><name>Kenia Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12893148474912410033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijWMUCnv7Ui1K3_z86MmAIm74Ud8uaC7IlGcgcw4Cr_kHsdtApRXRuYG9fc1u5v5WJRqtV9tdo0F2OUACq3BWNgRJYpeLHwOsMCLOXyHWDaU6pJ19o9vZz-pKfsZnXJg/s220/kenia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436015649836057689.post-6744173124272590654</id><published>2011-05-19T17:56:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T22:17:22.440-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="FCE"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poetry"/><title type='text'>Poetry Experiment #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;  &gt;(Three random words were given to the students (bold). They were supposed to write a poem with them. After writing their poems, students were asked to write a review of his/her partner&#39;s work. Take a look at one of the results:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Scardrunk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;  &gt;by Antonio Rocha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;  &gt;There&#39;s no &lt;b&gt;ugly&lt;/b&gt; scar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  &gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;that can&#39;t be fixed with a couple of drinks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;&gt;in a bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;  &gt;So I went to Billy&#39;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;  &gt;and took a few Martinis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;  &gt;Some time later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;  &gt;I waved to the waiter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;  &gt;When he brought me the bill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;  &gt;I almos fell down the hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;  &gt;Back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;  &gt;I was still feeling alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  &gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;&gt;n I looked beyond the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;  &gt;and asked myself why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;  &gt;why that &lt;b&gt;scar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  &gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;&gt;couldn&#39;t be fixed at a table of that &lt;b&gt;ba&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;r&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; font-size: small; &quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.vejasp.abril.com.br/t/1/image/t420x280/the-pub-augusta-decoracao-de-liverpool.jpg&quot; style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 280px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; font-size: small; &quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; font-size: small; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; font-size: small; &quot;&gt;by Luana Prado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; font-size: small; &quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; font-size: small; &quot;&gt;When you read the poem &quot;Sca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; font-size: small; &quot;&gt;rdrunk&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; font-size: small; &quot;&gt;you feel the same way that the main character does. The text is so well written that you feel as lonely as the character. The author was very smart because the poem seems to express the thoughts of a guy who has an ugly scar - and the scar is the reason of his loneliness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; font-size: small; &quot;&gt;The character drinks a lot to try to forget his problems but in the end he realizes that drinks didn&#39;t help him as he thought they would. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; font-size: small; &quot;&gt;In a nutshell, it is possible to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; font-size: small; &quot;&gt;the poem is very good. And it is also v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; font-size: small; &quot;&gt;ery sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6744173124272590654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/poetry-experiment-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default/6744173124272590654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default/6744173124272590654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/poetry-experiment-1.html' title='Poetry Experiment #1'/><author><name>Erick B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00824277551425711034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDnSHwCz6p_wkffbtUL_achQ322SBo3FsVNCNxlDz2wQhrlRj86soQmkOsD9JdFM5o41d1Hbkf6vFoO88rRmReReLSa5i0iya0-EagtNV2oCkdtEeNR3X1hJrMka4dmHo/s1600-r/8435_1223304100030_1151807238_710214_3529006_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436015649836057689.post-6884395038204532432</id><published>2011-05-19T10:12:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T12:53:24.524-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing from visual prompt"/><title type='text'>Charles and Alice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfMQN-vp_glYE87z0B7Txvhmt8H02A1QNl1CrdXAC2bkEXmDFZ0Zf8vESiZjm-AIwk0iJdjSAqYwQ19kdVLQ1oJ76Dc_h8_cY0WHEhZFrtn17nQJL8F3MLjudFd5G1RAwQqUqJdxIOevs/s1600/lewis+carroll.jpg&quot; onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfMQN-vp_glYE87z0B7Txvhmt8H02A1QNl1CrdXAC2bkEXmDFZ0Zf8vESiZjm-AIwk0iJdjSAqYwQ19kdVLQ1oJ76Dc_h8_cY0WHEhZFrtn17nQJL8F3MLjudFd5G1RAwQqUqJdxIOevs/s320/lewis+carroll.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608415619176059010&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;(The pictures of the man and the little girl below were shown to a group of students. After talking about their appearance and feelings, students were asked to come up with ideas for the relationship between the two of them. Look what they&#39;ve said:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&quot;My name is John Servusburgh III, I’m 38. I’m a famous writer and I’m from &lt;st1:country-region st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;England&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. I have many books published and my favorite one is about a little girl called Jane. She is 10 and she is a lonely girl, because she was separated from her parents. She then travels all around the world searching for them. The title of this book is ‘where am I?&#39;&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&quot;Hello, my name is Larson. I’m 27 years old. I’m a teacher and I have a special student, her name is Annie. She’s so cute but she is young. She’s only eleven. I see her everyday. I’m falling for her but I can’t do anything. Last night I couldn’t sleep again thinking about her. One day, when she gets older, I will marry her.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeXLV40C3ibYK0lCw9cRGCEP5aVn0g2F3NJKkuRtjNdaLpwdwYFvweWI1HNKw2vpriA2RMA0JE7aPdRHMUdQKLYa9JRvXZ5TmUnQvMIOzKuXjHk3khM895PBoLn7pA9ErZFS27IigInXU/s320/Alice_Liddell_2.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608417117164721922&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&quot;I’m Miranda. I live in &lt;st1:country-region st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; with my brother. I’m ten and he is fifteen. I don’t know my real story. The only thing I know is that my parents died when I was only one. We were very rich but my brother was too young and a man stole all we had. Now we live on the streets. We don’t have anything. But we are happy because we have each other. My brother Michael is trying to get a job but no one wants to give him an opportunity. I dream of getting older soon so I can help my brother who does everything for me.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&quot;Hi, my name is Anne. I’m 12. I’m from &lt;st1:country-region st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Germany&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. I came to &lt;st1:country-region st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;England&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; in 1940 because of the second world war. My father is Mr. Halffall. He was a clerk. We were scared and we decided to come to my uncle’s house in &lt;st1:place st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;England&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;(They later discovered they were &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lewis_Carroll&quot;&gt;Lewis Carroll&lt;/a&gt; and his young muse, &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alice_Liddell&quot;&gt;Alice Liddell&lt;/a&gt;! Follow-up activities included reading an adapted version of Alice in Wonderland, and listening to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DcvJCLt2i6g&quot;&gt;Painting Flowers&lt;/a&gt;, performed by All Time Low. Check wall display photo &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/63083402@N06/5736322569/in/photostream/&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6884395038204532432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/charles-and-alice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default/6884395038204532432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default/6884395038204532432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/charles-and-alice.html' title='Charles and Alice'/><author><name>Kenia Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12893148474912410033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijWMUCnv7Ui1K3_z86MmAIm74Ud8uaC7IlGcgcw4Cr_kHsdtApRXRuYG9fc1u5v5WJRqtV9tdo0F2OUACq3BWNgRJYpeLHwOsMCLOXyHWDaU6pJ19o9vZz-pKfsZnXJg/s220/kenia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfMQN-vp_glYE87z0B7Txvhmt8H02A1QNl1CrdXAC2bkEXmDFZ0Zf8vESiZjm-AIwk0iJdjSAqYwQ19kdVLQ1oJ76Dc_h8_cY0WHEhZFrtn17nQJL8F3MLjudFd5G1RAwQqUqJdxIOevs/s72-c/lewis+carroll.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436015649836057689.post-2995081298814310926</id><published>2011-05-18T14:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T12:56:03.968-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Quizzes"/><title type='text'>Quiz: What kind of teenager are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. What kind of clothes do you usually wear to a party?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Anything Versace, Gucci, or Valentino&lt;br /&gt;b. Basic black clothes&lt;br /&gt;c. Jeans and a Tee&lt;br /&gt;d. I don’t often go to parties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. If your house were on fire, which of the following objects would you save?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. My collection of My Chemical Romance’s CDs&lt;br /&gt;b. My Nintendo Wii&lt;br /&gt;c. My handbag, because I have all I need inside it&lt;br /&gt;d. My books and laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. What is playing in your IPod?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Indie music&lt;br /&gt;b. Green Day&lt;br /&gt;c. Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;d. Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. What do you never miss on TV?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. I don’t watch much TV&lt;br /&gt;b. Pretty Little Liars, Gossip Girl, The OC&lt;br /&gt;c. Vampire diaries, Supernatural, True Blood&lt;br /&gt;d. The Big Bang Theory and Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. What is your ideal partner like?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Athletic, blond, fair eyed, preferably rich&lt;br /&gt;b. Sensitive, romantic, attentive&lt;br /&gt;c. Smart and sarcastic&lt;br /&gt;d. Dating is not on my mind right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. What would the best occupation for you be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Musician&lt;br /&gt;b. Scientist&lt;br /&gt;c. Writer&lt;br /&gt;d. Anything famous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. What animal would be good company for you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. A hamster&lt;br /&gt;b. A big dog&lt;br /&gt;c. A small dog&lt;br /&gt;d. A black cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Which of the following adjectives best describes you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Calm&lt;br /&gt;b. Glamorous&lt;br /&gt;c. Romantic&lt;br /&gt;d. Smart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. What do you usually do in your free time?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Go shopping&lt;br /&gt;b. Listen to music&lt;br /&gt;c. Study&lt;br /&gt;d. Read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Which of the following would be the perfect vacation destination for you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. London, England&lt;br /&gt;b. Tokyo, Japan&lt;br /&gt;c. Home is my favorite place on Earth&lt;br /&gt;d. Paris, France&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx-PQXkG3GKe8uQMUkBuMLrzy-B5kGhSE46foR0wzGXvEOS7UuQdeL5s7Ggz6wRmOkXG4f2eqRS5AhMTAD1qh2lXfojDU6lEFlYQjEouOhNwjU1uSKAFTFtCF-z5uZYztb3LTTHOIARvc/s1600/key.JPG&quot; onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 153px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx-PQXkG3GKe8uQMUkBuMLrzy-B5kGhSE46foR0wzGXvEOS7UuQdeL5s7Ggz6wRmOkXG4f2eqRS5AhMTAD1qh2lXfojDU6lEFlYQjEouOhNwjU1uSKAFTFtCF-z5uZYztb3LTTHOIARvc/s400/key.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608106654652726130&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly £: &lt;b&gt;Preppies &lt;/b&gt;- You’re a preppy! The world hates you but you don’t care because you’re fancy. Watch out for vanity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly ♥: &lt;b&gt;Emos &lt;/b&gt;- You’re an emo! Society doesn’t see you with good eyes but you have a good essence. Stay away from sharp objects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly Ø: &lt;b&gt;Loners &lt;/b&gt;- You’re a loner. You wish you didn’t ever have to leave the world inside your head. Come out and play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly ∞: &lt;b&gt;Nerds &lt;/b&gt;- You’re a nerd! Everybody wants to seat near you on test days. You should be careful with people trying to take advantage of you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;*Created by: Laura Drumond, Maria Eduarda Hilarino, Mariana Coelho and Verônica Busato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2995081298814310926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/quiz-what-kind-of-teenager-are-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default/2995081298814310926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436015649836057689/posts/default/2995081298814310926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theingeniousjournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/quiz-what-kind-of-teenager-are-you.html' title='Quiz: What kind of teenager are you?'/><author><name>Kenia Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12893148474912410033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijWMUCnv7Ui1K3_z86MmAIm74Ud8uaC7IlGcgcw4Cr_kHsdtApRXRuYG9fc1u5v5WJRqtV9tdo0F2OUACq3BWNgRJYpeLHwOsMCLOXyHWDaU6pJ19o9vZz-pKfsZnXJg/s220/kenia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx-PQXkG3GKe8uQMUkBuMLrzy-B5kGhSE46foR0wzGXvEOS7UuQdeL5s7Ggz6wRmOkXG4f2eqRS5AhMTAD1qh2lXfojDU6lEFlYQjEouOhNwjU1uSKAFTFtCF-z5uZYztb3LTTHOIARvc/s72-c/key.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>