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- 1. Mr.Dream.. He is a special person and he likes people of different races. He's very big and intelligent. Relative of the culture and the intelligence. His brothers are Mr.Maths, Miss language, the twins Science and History, Ms.Technology... His parents are very well-known, they are Ms. English and Mr. French. Lover of clean things, polite children and respect. Who feels very positive and happy but he sometimes doesn't feel satisfied because he thinks he can give more. Who needs to feel clean and handsome. He needs tospeak a lot and to be with people too. Who gives a lot of the education, respect and wisdom. Who would like to see happy children of excellent marks every day. Resident of my head, especially of my best dreams. ...School. Ana Galdeano Seven days On Monday, I hear the teacher under white light. On Tuesday, I see black clouds crossing my sky. On Wednesday, I touch the pen against the paper challenge. On Thursday, I smell the defeat threat. On Friday, I taste the perfection of a ten. On Saturday, I feel the freedom in my skin. On Sunday, I realize how I can enjoy sleeping. Emilio Andrs Granados Lover of books, bags and their owners. Who feels happiness, shame and pain. Who needs good students, good teachers and enough material. Who fears darkness, bad students and solitude. Who gives new experiences, culture and responsibilities. Who would like to see good grades, friendship and education. Resident of all places in the world at the same time. Jorge Daz Cuesta Exams On Monday I saw you on my desk On Tuesday I touched files of knowledge On Wednesday I heard your answers On Thursday I tasted the fear of you On Friday I smelled victory On Saturday I relaxed with my friends On Sunday I had forgotten you... Alejandro Lpez Tllez My dream Hope, effort, determination and happiness Brothers and sisters of students and parents of our life Lover of the future and hard-working of present Who feels the feelings of students, their crazy things and their thoughts Who needs the works of students to create their future and their life to survive Who gives tasks the present and hopes for the future
- 2. Who would like to create new futures and hopes Resident of my future Felipe Ramrez On Monday I saw a tree. On Tuesday I touched its trunk. On Wednesday I heard its leaves rustling. On Tuesday I tasted its fruit On Friday I smelled its life On Saturday I planted another tree near it. Ignacio Aguilera On Monday, I saw the clouds' weep. On Tuesday, I touched the gentleness' heat. On Wednesday, I heard April's sighs. On Thursday, I tasted the rays of the sun on my skin. On Friday, I smelled the arousing of the flowers. On Saturday, I tasted the peace of the sea. On Sunday, I felt the Spring's arrival. Violeta Reyes Cold classrooms Cold classrooms are deserts Cold classrooms are deserts, snow Are deserts, snow, cold Deserts, snow, cold Freezing (Julia 16)
- 3. On Monday, I saw my teachers again. On Tuesday, I touched the fence of the school On Wednesday, I heard the noise of cars in the street On Thursday, I tasted a small sandwich On Friday, I smelled the freedom. On Saturday, I felt very lucky On Sunday, I saw the school near again Jorge Daz Cuesta am not a building, I am a second home I wonder what they will do without me I hear peoples thoughts I see memories of the past I want teachers, students, books to be one, to be a school, our school I am not only a building, I am a second home I pretend do my best but it is not easy I feel the effort every single second I touch smiles, tears almost laughter I worry about our feelings I cry in summer, people are missing I am not only a building, I am a second home I understand people have to leave but it?s difficult to accept I say We are the school I try nobody will forget me I hope this year won?t end I am not only a building, I am a second home Noemi Frigola Verhein Football On Monday I saw nervous faces, On Tuesday I touched my flesh tools, On Wednesday I heard our hearts, On Thursday I tasted the defeat, On Friday I smelled our effort, On Saturday I felt the results, On Sunday I think: how can I improve next week? Mario Lpez My name is Carlos iii my buildings are big and colorful my yards and tracks have a large space my windows very big and I have more class. My mom is the Minister or education and my father is the director. I have many brothers around the world and my cousins always visit. My family tree is composed of many people very intelligent scientists, doctors, mathematicians, teachers... They always have fantastic ideas for me. Every morning Im in a good mood but the weekend Im lonely and when children hurt me Im sad. Daily need writing utensils in each class i have desk, chairs and blackboards, i don't forgetting the computer room and gym.
- 4. I was always afraid of the dark night are lonely Im scared of storms and winds and hate education cuts. Every day i take care of them and education to children provide them a future and assure a good life. I live in Aguadulce and the school called me unknown. Laura Fernndez