Thanks
We want start this blog by tanking the teachers who were awesome and very interesting. We want speak you school that we have marked. First of all, ‘Creative Writing’ with Miss DOMINGO. This school was very interesting because we improved our English writing, creating several stories from pictures. We created also two poems. One about London like the poem of William BLAKE and another with similes. These are our poems:
London
It’s big like a principality
We can see different square
This is why I am here
London adopted me
London is my city
You reserve for us many surprises
Inside you, there are many monuments
Indeed, you’re like my mam
You look me with your “London”-eyes
The weather is sweet like lemon
It’s thank to the underground
We can do the go around
But when will you finish your extension?
When will you finish the construction?
Tower of London
Dark like a jail
Strong like a castle
Big like a stadium
It was for Kings and prisoners
Tower of London
Charles VEZY
London
I'm walking on a dream
I can perceive everything
Even this little stream
It's so exciting
The glimmer of Lamps
Light the tower Bridge
I can hear from far
The ringing of Big Ben
All over the world
This strange affection
All the people say
My favorite is London
You are like a Lady
I can be your Lord
Big Ben
Clock like eyes
High like the Everest
Built like a symbol
Impressive and beautiful
Big Ben
Nicolas SCHUMACHER
London
My visits to London always bring me cheer;
I wish it were possible to bottle the atmosphere.
I would collect together all the sights and sounds,
And surround myself with them, when I’m down.
A trip to London always seems to lift my mood;
By good old London town, I’m easily wooed.
There is always something new and exciting,
Which is why, to me, London seems so inviting.
I may begin a day feeling just a little bit down,
But once in London, a smile replaces my frown.
It’s one of my very favourite places to be;
There’s always so much to do and to see.
I think that London is such an amazing place;
It can suit all your needs, whatever your pace.
In central London, people are always in a rush,
But in the gardens and parks, can be found, hush.
When in London, I always feel on such a high;
My problems, for the day, I can kiss goodbye.
At the end of the day, I don’t want to leave.
The heady mix of aromas, I love to breathe.
I always find it so very hard, to pull myself away,
When, deep in my heart, I desperately want to stay.
Even when, at Waterloo, I’m sat on my train;
In London, a little piece of my heart remains.
Coffee
Black like the night
Hot as stone
Strong like torine
It is the principal good for Starbucks
Coffee
Maxime WIEL
We much liked also the school of Oral Skills because it was work our oral and our sign. But it was very interesting because that we used for both presentations in English and French. And evidently we thank every teacher, Ange, Sir The Director, Marion GUIGUE... THANK YOU very much everybody!