Lvl 10 unit 1 activity

Activity: 

Write an anecdote that happened to you while traveling or create a story about you visiting another country.

Include: adjectives describing how you felt.

              adverbs and different tenses.

Editorial

It has been thousands of years since literature has transformed the world. It

has pleasure and alleviation people trough their lives. Nowadays, literature

is everywhere and every person could become in a writer. Every single

day is an opportunity to communicate ourselves trough writing. The Vegan

Sloth is this place where you can find the most natural and spontaneous

writing. Everyone who took part in this labored project has story behind

every paragraph. We could become writers for one time in life. There were

neither frustrations nor wrong ideas. We were cover with the courage that

forefather writers inherit us a long time ago. We took our time, as the sloth

does when eating or moving. We enjoyed the landscape of our minds, as

the sloth does when seeing nature. We took a walk through the branches

of uncertainty, as the sloth displaces trough the trees. Free writers change

the world being unnoticeable, just like a sloth changes the view. You cannot

know how beautiful can be a sloth until you look on it in detail. In the same

way, everyone should read in detail and discover the fantastic and promising

writing behind a new born writer.

Carlos González A.

Nature

We used to be part of it, but not anymore, never grateful of this abandon mother which gave us everything she had, and we took more.

People give her a lot of names like “Gaia,” “Pachamama,” or “mother nature;”
I just call her life. But these gray and boring cities have been killing her very slow yesterday, faster today.

The battle between civilization and nature has never been so raw. Thousands die everyday. But the roots will stay there at the end.

One day nature is going to take revenge, that’s for sure, and then, all of these building, pillars of the civilization will fall down, and humanity will fade away.

By: Mou Aragón.

Spaciousness

The spaciousness of her mind was breathtaking, every single thing would be find a place in there, however; she preferred to fill it with books, all kind of books: comic books, novels, fables and so on.

She loved to spend her days there; away from society, protected by the tall walls of her mind.

When she had a problem she fled there. The warm of the books covered her body, giving her a feeling of security; but the risks of being there were too dangerous. She could get caged in her own mind, for ever; sadly (or not) that is what happened.

The walls that protected her before, now keep her caged. It was too late when she realized what was happening (or maybe, she didn’t want to do anything)

Now, her body laid on the bed of a cold hospital, motionless, doesn’t give any signal of life.

She were captured by the spaciousness of her mind.

By: Mou Aragón

God

God, could someone understand you?

There are so many aspects about You that I can’t understand. Don’t you

think it would be easier to show yourself and fix this world filled of pain and

cruelty? If You did it, everybody would believe in You. Nobody would hate

you nor offend you. You’d be what the whole World needs right now!

God, I still can’t understand you!

But, I realized that it is not about understand you. It is about trust you. This

world full of pain and cruelty is not your fault; it’s ours. Now, I know why you

don’t show yourself and fix everything. If you did it, would be easier and faith

would be nonsense. Everything talks about you, and now I understand that I

shouldn’t see you not with my eyes, but with my heart.

By: Carlos González A

Vermeer’s Painting

It had been a warm afternoon when the master decided to write a letter to the mayor just to let him know about all the things that happened some weeks ago. The master called her most loyal servant just to stay to someone and not feeling lonely in the quiet room. While she was writing some words, the young lady was looking at the window, thinking of her freedom instead of being captured in that house. Every day her biggest desire was to break up to those chains that keep her prisoner, and live her own life without do what the other ones wanted. Also, she wanted to stay with her lover, who was the master’s son. She knew that anyone could understand their love because they are in different levels on society, that a simple servant must not stay with an important person. Nevertheless, all nights they gathered at the basement to stay together. They knew whether someone catches them, they will be in serious problems, and that the consequences will be death to her and exile to him, but they were decided to fight to their love. Suddenly, her master coughed and she jump frightened, looked to her master, but she continued writing. She returned her sight to the horizon and saw far away the figure of her love, she was anxious waiting for the night just to see him and share with him.

By: Jose Cespedes

Mural

I can see through this mural an expresión from a beautiful culture, women dancing and

a man singing, for me all this seems to be some kina of flamenco, because we can´t

avoid seen two man playing their guitar. I wasn´t wrong, it was about flamenco, I could

see this metal plate describing what is this mural about.

I am impress about this mural, it shows many colors and has big images of these people

aplying their talents in music as well the man who has painted this mural. It is

amazingly talented. The faces of the people involved have many expressions, we are

able to appreciate the passion they use to dance, to sing and perform their music and

how satisfied they are about doing what they love. To conclude this mural shows us

how beautiful and exciting flamenco can bve if you focus your attention and try to

appreciate the art that flamenco needs to be a good flamenco. It is amazing how we can have feeling just looking at the mural.

By: Juan González