... y a veces llueve en el alma...

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Creado en Lunes, 23 Febrero 2015 13:39

Última actualización en Martes, 10 Marzo 2015 18:24

Escrito por Aliama Narval

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Carnaval, carnaval... (Febrero 2015)

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Creado en Viernes, 13 Febrero 2015 12:13

Última actualización en Viernes, 13 Febrero 2015 12:22

Escrito por Aliama Narval

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¡ Carnaval !

Desprendete de las penas

baila y baila

Da ritmo de samba a tu cuerpo.

Se un personaje ajeno

con ropaje de pirata o centurión.

Emula a Cleopatra o a un bufón,

pero haz que tu presencia

nos regale la ilusión.

Carnaval, carnaval, la,la,la,la,la,la,la...

FELIZ CARNAVAL A TODOS

Puppet Show December 2014

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Creado en Jueves, 08 Enero 2015 20:03

Última actualización en Sábado, 28 Febrero 2015 18:13

Escrito por Aliama Narval

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Queridos padres, familia y amigos:

Aquí estamos un año más para asistir a la presentación del taller de teatro de guiñol de la  “Magic Band”.

Este año los protagonistas de la historia han querido incorporar una canción de “Fool´s  Garden”  a quienes, por cierto, tengo que pedir perdón por sustituir algunas partes de su letra en “Yellow Lemon Tree, produciendo una pequeña masacre en dicha letra. Por otra parte, agradecerles su alegre canción que tantas horas de diversión nos  ha proporcionado en los ensayos.

En ocasiones anteriores ya os he explicado en que consiste esta actividad y cuál  es su objetivo.

Como ya sabéis los chicos escogen una historia que vamos hilando con las ideas de todos hasta que tenemos el producto completo y terminado. Con su presentación: padres, abuelos, tíos y amigos pueden oír los chicos hablar en inglés de forma natural.

Jaime, José y la “teacher”, os agradecemos vuestra presencia y esperamos disfrutéis del espectáculo.

Y ahora como siempre “The Magic Band”

Os invita a ver: “BUSCANDO EL ÁRBOL MÁGICO”

¡Disfrutad del espectáculo!

The Magic Band Presents:

Looking for the Magic Tree!

Narrator and Friend: William

Jaime Gonzalez Fábregas

The Wolf  : Cooky

José María Solana Serrano

(Remember that Kooky changed the first letter of his name because he wanted. Now his name is: Cooky)

The Witch: Mrs. Magic

           Amalia Fernández Nicolás

The Story:

William: Mrs. Magic wants to go to The Annual Magic Conference in London. She was going to stay there for a couple of days. Now she is making Cooky remember about what he should do, what he should not do, What he had to remember,

What he should not  forget to do, well, Buff…

Mrs. Magic: nervously rushing about…     

well

Cooky, remember to switch off the lights before going to bed…

Cooky: Ok Mrs. Magic

Mrs. Magic:  Don´t forget to clean your  teeth  after the meals  and… do not forget to close the water tap…

Cooky: I´ll do! Don´t worry…

Mrs. Magic: Don´t forget to have a good breakfast.

Cooky: I won´t forget, Mrs. Magic!

Mrs. Magic: Remember to clean the cave and be vigilant…Ok, Ok, I´m goinnnng!

Cooky: I´ll do everything, Don´t worry about it and have a wonderful time.

Mrs. Magic: Thank you Cooky. See you…

Ah! Do not forget! Nobody can enter my Laboratory!

Not you either!

Cooky: Ok, Ok Mrs. Magic, Bye, Bye…

Mrs. Magic: I´m goinnnng…

WILLIAM: Cooky was overwhelmed with so many recommendations…

Cooky: What did she say?

She told me to open the water tap and let the water run, no, I don´t think so. I think she told me not to leave the tap open, yes, sure, sure-

And what about the lights! She told me to switch on the lights in the morning or at night?

Ok I will talk to her later…

WILLIAM: Of course Cooky took advantage of the absence of Mrs. Magic   and entered her Magic Laboratory…

IN THE LAB

A noise: Crash!!!

Cooky: Ohhh, nooo!!! I have broken one of Mrs. Magic potions. What´s  the matter with my voice?

What am I going to do? Help, Help!

William: Who is there, who needs help?  Cooky, Why are you crying? 

Cooky: I´m crying because I have broken one of Mrs. Magic potions   bottle and she is going to kill me with her “Magic Wand”…

William: Oh no, I´m breathing the potion vapours like you!

Cooky: Unlucky you! Now you are going to share my horrible fate! Ha, ha, ha.

William: Cooky, it’s not funny… Ok it’s   a little bit, but don’t laugh at me Cooky!

Cooky: Hey! Mrs. Magic   has got a book with the information on potions, maybe it has the solution for our problems.

William: Let’s find the book

(Looking for the book)

William: Here is the book.

Cooky: Look up voice in the index!!!

William: Here it is!  page 111111.

POEM:

If you want to cure your throat,

And recuperate your voice,

You should find a magic yellow tree.

Squeeze the juice from its yellow fruit

And drink it with a spoon

William: Now we have to go to the wood to find the magic fruit!

LEMON TREE  

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NMUFavYTN1o

   (Fool´s  Garden)

I´m sitting here in a boring wood

It´s   just another rainy Sunday afternoon

I´m trying to find

The Magic Fruit

I´m hanging around,

I´m waiting for you

But nothing ever happens

And I wonder.

I´m In the wood

I´m walking about

I´m running too far

I´d like to change my point of view

I feel so lonely

I´m waiting for you

But nothing ever happens

And I wonder                                 

I wonder how

I wonder why

Yesterday you told me

About the Magic fruit

And all that I can see

Is just a yellow lemon tree

I´m turning my head

Up  and down

I´m turning, turning,

turning, turning,

turning around

And all that I can see

Is just another lemon tree

Da, da, da, dad deed da deed dad, Da…

I´m sitting here

I miss my voice

I like to go out

Living with joy

But there is a heavy  cloud

Inside my head

I feel so tired

That I want to sit

But nothing ever happens

and I wonder.

Isolation is not good for me,

Isolation, I don´t want to sit on a lemon tree

I´m walking around

In a boring wood

Maybe anyhow

I´ll get another try 

And everything will happen

And you´ll wonder

I wonder how,

I wonder why

Yesterday you told me about

the yellow magic fruit

and all that I can see

is just another lemon tree

I´m turning my head up and down

I´m turning, turning, turning,

Turning, turning , around.

And all that I can see

is just a yellow lemon tree.

And I wonder, I wonder how

I wonder why

Yesterday you told me about

The blue, blue sky

And all that I can see                                           

And all that I can see,

And all that I can see

Is  just a yellow lemon tree.

William: A tree!!!

Cooky: A yellow tree!!!

Both: A yellow lemon tree!!!

William: Lemon is the fruit we need!

Cooky: Sure! Lemon is the solution!

William: Let’s take some lemons!

Cooky: Let’s go back to the cave

IN THE CAVE

William: Let’s prepare the potion, you take a spoon and   I prepare the lemonade, but hurry  up, Mrs. Magic is coming.

(Glu, glu, glu)

Mrs. Magic: Hello Cooky!!

Cooky: Hello Mrs. Magic!! Are you happy with the conference?

Mrs. Magic: What happens with your voice?, and… Hello William, what are you doing here?

William: I’m not here.

Mrs. Magic: Oh, OK.

William: Cooky´ s  voice is maybe strange because he  did… I mean … he did not drop any potion bottle...

Mrs. Magic: I see. Oh my Lord, my laboratory!!!

William: Cooky… Have you cleaned the lab…

Cooky: Upss!!!!!!

Mrs. .Magic: Cooky!!!

DA, DA, DA,DA, DA, DI, DA, DA, DA, DI, DA………..

The end

¡Año Nuevo, vida nueva!

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Creado en Miércoles, 31 Diciembre 2014 14:41

Última actualización en Viernes, 02 Enero 2015 11:25

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¡FELICES FIESTAS! 2014-2015

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Creado en Miércoles, 24 Diciembre 2014 14:40

Última actualización en Viernes, 02 Enero 2015 10:59

Escrito por Aliama Narval

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LOS FRUTOS DEL CORAZÓN 

Mi corazón está siempre lleno de gente que conozco y que no conozco, todos están cómodos y a mi ni me pesan ni me estorban.

Paseando por el increíble nuevo Torrejón de Ardoz y viendo el esfuerzo del equipo de Gobierno por hacer de este pueblo algo especial, me alegra tanto que aquella generación de niños, hoy ame a su pueblo, que se humedecen mis ojos y canto villancicos al pasar por nuestra engalanada PLaza Mayor.

Nuestro flamante Alcalde Don Pedro Rollán Ojeda, que fue al mismo Instituto que mi hijo, puede decirse que ya pertenece a los hijos de Torrejón de Ardoz, aquellos a los que les interesa su pueblo, los que lo han embellecido y dignificado.

Gracias chicos, cuando yo llegué a este pueblo nadie lo amaba. Fue tomado por la droga y la violencia, pero por suerte para nosotros había una generación de valientes dispuestos a cambiar las cosas. Gracias a todos vosotros, por vuestro esfuerzo e ilusión. Gracias por hacer de Torrejón de Ardoz un sitio digno de ser visitado.

Ahora, creo que como consecuencia de los esfuerzos de esta generación de gobierno, todo esta encaminandose hacia la excelencia y a pesar de la crítica fácil, normalmente de los que no quieren hacer, si no, recibir; apesar de ellos, decía, hay un grupo de profesoras y profesores que estudian con tesón para poder participar en la educación bilingüe, lo que me hace pensar en el maravilloso pueblo que podemos llegar a ser.

Sin duda nuestros chicos han probado que "Querer es poder" y gracias a ellos muchos esfuerzos aislados y heróicos comienzan a dar paso a una nueva realidad.

¡Gracias a todos!

Procuraré cooperar para que este pueblo sea cada vez más hermoso y brillante.

¡FELICES FIESTAS!

(Free Translation Aliama Narval)

FRUITS OF THE HEART

My heart is always full of people I know or I have never met, everyone is comfortable inside it and they do not weigh me or hinder me.

Walking through the new amazing Torrejón de Ardoz and seeing the effort of the government team to make this town something special, I am so glad to see that the generation of children and youth I met at that time, now love their people, this fact makes my eyes wetted and my carol singing by passing through our main plaza adorned.

Our new Mayor Don Pedro Rollan Ojeda, who was at the same secondary school that my son attended to can be said that already belongs to the children of Torrejón de Ardoz, those who care about their people, those who have embellished and dignified it.

Thanks to all of you.  When I came to this town nobody appeared to love it. It was taken by drugs and violence, but luckily for us there was a generation of courageous people willing to change things. Thanks to all of you for your effort and enthusiasm. Thanks for making Torrejón de Ardoz a site worth visiting.

Now, I believe that as a result of the hard work of this generation of government, everything is heading towards excellence and despite the easy criticism, usually from those who do not want to do or give but receive; in spite of them, there is a group of teachers and professors who study with determination to participate in bilingual education, which makes me think of the wonderful people who we can become.

Certainly our Torrejón de Ardoz group of government have proven that "Will is power" and thanks to them many isolated and heroic efforts that have lasted years in the shade have began to give way to a new reality.

Thank you very much indeed! 

I will try to cooperate with those who work more and more to make our Town beautiful and bright.

I wish you a Happy New Year!