Ecriture au delà des frontières

Worldwide Collaborative story

Par boss - publié le samedi 16 juin 2018 à 19:37
Cette fin d’année scolaire voit l’aboutissement de deux projets internationaux auxquels ont participé activement les deux classes de 4ème . En effet dans le cadre des EPI , la classe de 4ème1 a pris part à un projet d’écriture collaborative eavec le collège Roumain, le collège Suédois et le collège Turc. Leur livre intitulé "Dream or Reality" nous entraîne aux côtés d’Alize dans un monde étrange où rève et réalité se confondent . Les 4ème 2 ont participé quant à eux à un projet d’écriture ( British Council Schoolonline projet) avec quatre autres pays : Corée du sud, Turquie, Maroc, Russie. Le livre qu’il ont écrit au fil des mois en anglais "Trap door Mystery" raconte les aventures fantastiques de l’intrépide Kevin qui devra résoudre plusieurs énigmes travers le monde afin de sauver sa famille . Ces projets ont permis aux élèves non seulement de travailler l’expression et la compréhension écrites mais aussi d’échanger photos, diaporamas ou culture box sur la culture de chacun des partenaires internationaux . Leurs premiers lecteurs ont été les élèves américains de Northside Intermediate school dans le Wisconsin. . Sous la houlette de leur enseignante Mrs Pero , ceux-ci ont lu Trapdoor Mystery et nous ont envoyé leurs commentaires. Pour consulter le Ebook suivez le lien https://fr.calameo.com/read/00019892367564d0c35da

Schoolonline project

Par boss - publié le jeudi 29 mars 2018 à 11:25

Projet British Council School online 2017/2018

Collaborative story : version intégrale

In Black : Collège Joseph Calvet , France  (4ème2)

In  dark Blue : Collège Al Massira Al Khadra , Morocco

In Green : Jungwon Girls Middle school , South Korea

In Red : Ryazan secondary school , Russia

In orange : Baris Manço secondary school , Turkey

It was cold at this end of October . The night before, Kevin had arrived in  this huge manor house by the river.  After a long way through the mountain, the boy had finally seen his grandparents’ house . His parents were absent, again ….., abroad….for their job .He was longing to see Betty . Within a few years , the family had moved several times …. Morocco, Turkey , Korea …. He didn’t miss his last school in Canada . Roy and Sasha were hypocrites who had enjoyed humiliating him in front of his friends .    Now, he was impatient to see his new school .

As he got up, he had a quick look at the small key the servant had given to him on his 15th birthday, with no explanation  ‘ « What is it for ? » he wondered . Suddenly he jumped with fright    « Vaillant !!!! You scared me to death !!! ….humm ……I shoudn’t have watched this video on werewolves before sleeping » .The husky began to bark . Kevin and his dog were inseparable . « Come on Vaillant, let’s go to grandpa’s library . I need to check something . I just hope there is a book on Russia » .The two friends hurried in the narrow corridor but as they ran , Vaillant’s tail  hit a tapestry  which fell onto the ground . When trying to put it back, Kevin stopped to look at the floor more closely  « what is that ? » he whispered «  I have never seen that trap door before » . Suddenly, he heard the sound of footsteps towards him. It was his grandfather who looked so nervous. He asked Kevin furiously : ‘’ What are you doing here?". Kevin was bewildered by this sudden appearance of his grandfather. Then he replied, ‘ I just wanted to put this tapestry back. By the way, I am looking for a book about Russia. I hope I can find it in your library’’. His  grandfather ordered him to wait for him in the library. Kevin obeyed this order and went there. While he was  exploring the various books  on the shelves, a strange book attracted Kevin’s attention. He took the book and noticed that it has a lock and some strange symbols .

Unexpectedly , his grandfather entered the room and then shouted angrily, ‘’ Put that book down. Here is the book about Russia and I believe this is what you were looking for.Now,gotoyourroom".


Kevin sat down squatting in the corner of his room thinking about the reason behind his grandfather’s  strange reaction and exaggerated anger .

All of a sudden, Vaillant stopped the train of Kevin’s thoughts by his hysterical barks towards the front stair. Kevin went to see what happened and to his surprise he found  his small key. He noticed a small fiverfold star in the middle of the key then whispered to himself :  ‘wait! wait! This looks familiar, this is the same symbol I saw on the book and also on the trapdoor!. This is a very strange coincidence". He was so curious. So he decided to sneak into the library and take the strange  book without his grandfather’s knowledge. He hurried to his room and then tried to open the book’s lock with the small key. Finally, the book opened and Kivin dropped it in shock : ‘’ No way, I can’t believe that  there is another world inside the trap door!” Kevin was a boy who liked reading books. He loved the story of fascinating adventures, and that preference made Kevin imagine about the ‘other world’ inside the trap door even though he had never seen it before, and had only just learned of its existence by this book. Yes, this book... Kevin stared at the first page of the book again. There was a moving map drawn by someone –maybe the author of this book- , and the place where the map was describing was somewhere he had never heard of. The book said that this place is the world inside the trap door of this house. Could this be true? Kevin suddenly felt a strange desire running through his whole body. Kevin instinctively understood that he should find that world. It was already in his head. Kevin stood up, holding the book and the key tightly in his hand. He quietly tip toed down the corridor and checked to see that no one was looking. The mansion was in silent darkness. He took out the key and unlocked the trap door. A few seconds later, right after the moment that Kevin peeped inside the trap door to take a closer look, he heard someone’s footsteps in the total darkness. ‘It must be grandpa.’ he thought. Kevin trembled in surprise, and dived into the hollow darkness inside the trap door... He stumbled and rolled down the steep stairs for what felt like eternity. Then finally, he was flung into the air and landed heavily on the ground with a big thump. He lay there for quite a while and when he finally got himself to stand up on his feet, he saw a pair of big eyes glowing in the dark, staring at him.. Kevin felt his heart was beating out of his chest. The situation got worse when he noticed that those horrible eyes were getting closer and closer to him. At some moment Kevin discerned an unusual odour and surprisingly it wasn’t unpleasant. It smelled like  a mixture of  cinnamon and fir-needles. More that that, the smell seemed very familiar.

      Suddenly, Kevin heard dearly beloved barking. In a moment Vaillant, that turned out to be in this unknown place too (perhaps, he unnoticeably had followed Kevin) rushed towards the eyes with the unexpected fury and bravery. There was heard a kind of grumbling and growling and the burning eyes disappeared as well as that strange smell.  

        By that time Kevin’s eyes had got used to the darkness. The boy looked around and realized that he was situated in some room, decorated in an old-fashioned manner. All the walls were hung with antique portraits, depicting different men, women and children in old time clothes. One of the portraits attracted Kevin’s attention. There was a beautiful couple – a young broad-shouldered man with the crown on his head and a fair girl with kind and loving eyes. It seemed to Kevin that he had already seen those faces. But where?

Suddenly the boy heard some anxious voices behind the walls of the room. He noticed a carved wooden door between two big portraits. Kevin carefully opened the door and entered an illuminated hall.

       “Here you are at last!” “We’ve been waiting for you for ages, Kevin! Where have you been? Hey, Vaillant! Come here, good boy!”

         The scene Kevin saw bewildered him so much that the only words he could murmur were: “You?!  But… what are you doing here?” Kevin stood in the room in stunned   disbelief  … Finally he  exclaimed, "Dad, mom, but what are you doing here?" And who are all these people on  the portraits? "All our ancestors are here, we ‘ve been  waiting for you  We wanted you to be ready before telling you about the secret . We have  to find the red-eyed beast. Others have tried before us, actually all our ancestors represented on these paintings  but they failed .. Kevin’s eyes  lingered on the pictures  ,at the bottom of each frame he could read the inscription ’MORTE’ He recognized his uncle Gabriel and his aunt who had died in a car crash three years before . The situation seemed  surrealistic.  The candles  in the hall created a weird atmosphere. The walls were decorated with old dusty  hats  belonging to old times and a long blue carpet on which a poem was embroidered  was spread on the floor. Between the portraits, Kevin could see  here and there glitttering crystals or precious stones . ’You know Kevin, it’s in this hall that your father and I met for the first time , that was before it was locked. From here all of us  have observed you …. Now  we know  you are brave enough to hear  the news ’’All ?  Who are you talking about ? and  what news?’ Kevin shouted  with a pinch of irritation. At that moment he saw a silhouette stepping out of the shadow  .. ’Poppy ?? Poppy ? Is that  you ? We’ve been looking for you for 5 long years .. What does it  mean? ’ His mother replied :‘Kevin  ……….listen my boy , Poppy is your cousin but first of all, according to the prophecy  she is the one who will be able to kill the red eye beast’

There was a deep silence in the room. The confusion of Kevin could be understood by his face. The silence was interrupted with his father’s words. ‘But there is a problem. To make it real, she has to find the other half of her soul.’

Kevin’s mind was full of questions. ‘Red eyed Beast? Poppy but how?’ these questions were disrupted with poppy’s answer.. ‘you will get all the answers of your questions’

Poppy walked towards dusty shelves and took 4 books. She gave the books to Kevin. The covers of them were so familiar. Yes, their covers were the same as the book that he found in grandpa’s library.

Poppy’s words ‘You are right. They are the same.’ caused Kevin to fall the books down. Poppy continued his words ‘Yes I can read your mind.’

The confusion at Kevin’s face turned into fear.

‘We know that it’s on MANS universe. But we can’t find the answer to open the way for MANS.’

The curiosity of Kevin was getting increase.

‘The answer is in those books but we couldn’t find it.’ said his father. ‘you are the one who will solve this secret.’

Nothing have to say, Kevin took the books again.

Her mom continued talking. ‘All of these books were found in a country. Russia, Turkey, Morocco, South Korea and France. All the studies carried out about books are here. In these sheets… We all believe you can do it.’

He took all the books and sheets and went back to his room again.

Days, weeks, even months passed but there was no answer. His minds were full of thoughts. With a little hope to find anything, he went to the trap door to go inside the room again. While walking inside, he noticed the blue poem-embroidered carpet. He read the poem but how? Could it be true?

He rushed his room again and ‘Oh my God. From the time being, how couldn’t I see this! He could see all the thing clearly. The way to the MANS ’For the time being, how could I not think about this before? The star that will lead us to MANS universe should be in one of those books. ‘’

While he was examining the books hoping to find the star, his dog Valliant entered the room suddenly and begun scratching one of the books that he dropped from the table.

Kevin shouted angrily ‘’Valliant, stop doing that! “Then, he took the book from Valliant and noticed a shiny metal piece on the cover and the letter “”M”” graved on it.

He had a quick look at all books and surprisingly found that every book has the same piece on it but with a different letter. The five letters ‘’F K T R M” from the five books may form the star which the prophecy in the poem talked about”.

Kevin was right. Those pieces together formed the star which unexpectedly reflected a picture on the wall.

‘’Kevin, why is your picture on the wall? Puppy shouted on the threshold of the room. Kevin turned to her and the shock was still clear on his face then he said: “ Poppy, I think I am the second half of your lost soul”

‘’what? How did you know that?!!’’

‘’Relax. I have not also got it myself. But the poem in the cellar says that…’’ then Poppy broke in asking‘’Wait! what poem? I was in the basement for five years. I was looking fo some writings or signs that may lead me to the secret, but I didn’t find any poem’’ kevin then continued  “Yes I know that. The prophecy says that I’m the only one who can see the poem. It also says that the only way to find your lost soul and reach MANS universe is through this star. Until now, we know who your lost soul mate is but there is another weird thing that confused me ...’’ Poppy quickly interrupted him and examined the star in her hands. Then she uttered “ Kevin, let’s put our hands on the star and see what could happen’’ Kevin did as she asked and all of a sudden, a big and unlimited hole opened up on the ground.....

histoire version intégrale

Par boss - publié le samedi 23 décembre 2017 à 11:55

Projet British Council School online 2017/2018

Collaborative story : version intégrale

In Black : Collège Joseph Calvet , France  (4ème2)

In  dark Blue : Collège Al Massira Al Khadra , Morocco

In Green : Jungwon Girls Middle school , South Korea

In Red : Ryazan secondary school , Russia

In orange : Baris Manço secondary school , Turkey

It was cold at this end of October . The night before, Kevin had arrived in  this huge manor house by the river.  After a long way through the mountain, the boy had finally seen his grandparents’ house . His parents were absent, again ….., abroad….for their job .He was longing to see Betty . Within a few years , the family had moved several times …. Morocco, Turkey , Korea …. He didn’t miss his last school in Canada . Roy and Sasha were hypocrites who had enjoyed humiliating him in front of his friends .    Now, he was impatient to see his new school .

As he got up, he had a quick look at the small key the servant had given to him on his 15th birthday, with no explanation  ‘ « What is it for ? » he wondered . Suddenly he jumped with fright    « Vaillant !!!! You scared me to death !!! ….humm ……I shoudn’t have watched this video on werewolves before sleeping » .The husky began to bark . Kevin and his dog were inseparable . « Come on Vaillant, let’s go to grandpa’s library . I need to check something . I just hope there is a book on Russia » .The two friends hurried in the narrow corridor but as they ran , Vaillant’s tail  hit a tapestry  which fell onto the ground . When trying to put it back, Kevin stopped to look at the floor more closely  « what is that ? » he whispered «  I have never seen that trap door before » . Suddenly, he heard the sound of footsteps towards him. It was his grandfather who looked so nervous. He asked Kevin furiously : ‘’ What are you doing here?". Kevin was bewildered by this sudden appearance of his grandfather. Then he replied, ‘ I just wanted to put this tapestry back. By the way, I am looking for a book about Russia. I hope I can find it in your library’’. His  grandfather ordered him to wait for him in the library. Kevin obeyed this order and went there. While he was  exploring the various books  on the shelves, a strange book attracted Kevin’s attention. He took the book and noticed that it has a lock and some strange symbols .

 Unexpectedly , his grandfather entered the room and then shouted angrily, ‘’ Put that book down. Here is the book about Russia and I believe this is what you were looking for. Now, go to your room".

Kevin sat down squatting in the corner of his room thinking about the reason behind his grandfather’s  strange reaction and exaggerated anger . All of a suden, Vaillant stopped the train of Kevin’s thoughts by his hysterical barks towards the front stair. Kevin went to see what happened and to his surprise he found  his small key. He noticed a small fiverfold star in the middle of the key then whispered to himself :  ‘wait! wait! This looks familiar, this is the same symbol I saw on the book and also on the trapdoor!. This is a very strange coincidence". He was so curious. So he decided to sneak into the library and take the strange  book without his grandfather’s knowledge. He hurried to his room and then tried to open the book’s lock with the small key. Finally, the book opened and Kivin dropped it in shock : ‘’ No way, I can’t believe that  there is another world inside the trap door!” Kevin was a boy who liked reading books. He loved the story of fascinating adventures, and that preference made Kevin imagine about the ‘other world’ inside the trap door even though he had never seen it before, and had only just learned of its existence by this book. Yes, this book... Kevin stared at the first page of the book again. There was a moving map drawn by someone –maybe the author of this book- , and the place where the map was describing was somewhere he had never heard of. The book said that this place is the world inside the trap door of this house. Could this be true? Kevin suddenly felt a strange desire running through his whole body. Kevin instinctively understood that he should find that world. It was already in his head. Kevin stood up, holding the book and the key tightly in his hand. He quietly tip toed down the corridor and checked to see that no one was looking. The mansion was in silent darkness. He took out the key and unlocked the trap door. A few seconds later, right after the moment that Kevin peeped inside the trap door to take a closer look, he heard someone’s footsteps in the total darkness. ‘It must be grandpa.’ he thought. Kevin trembled in surprise, and dived into the hollow darkness inside the trap door... He stumbled and rolled down the steep stairs for what felt like eternity. Then finally, he was flung into the air and landed heavily on the ground with a big thump. He lay there for quite a while and when he finally got himself to stand up on his feet, he saw a pair of big eyes glowing in the dark, staring at him...

 

British Council Project

Par boss - publié le samedi 9 décembre 2017 à 10:05
Dans le cadre d’un projet schoolonline British Council , les élèves de 4ème2 écrivent une histoire collaborative avec 4 autres collèges partenaires :

Al Massira Al Khadra  high school

Chtouka Ait Baha Morocco

Comprehensive School № 75

Ryazan,  Russia

Barış Manço Secondary school

Istanbul,Turkey

Jungwon Girls Middle school

Seoul, South Korea


Collaborative story Part 1 written by Saint Paul

Par boss - publié le samedi 9 décembre 2017 à 09:06

 

It was cold at this end of October . The night before, Kevin had arrived in  this huge manor house by the river.  After a long way through the mountain, the boy had finally seen his grandparents’ house . His parents were absent, again ….., abroad….for their job .He was longing to see Betty . Within a few years , the family had moved several times …. Morocco, Turkey , Korea …. He didn’t miss his last school in Canada . Roy and Sasha were hypocrites who had enjoyed humiliating him in front of his friends .    Now, he was impatient to see his new school .

As he got up, he had a quick look at the small key the servant had given to him on his 15th birthday, with no explanation  ‘ « What is it for ? » he wondered . Suddenly he jumped with fright    « Vaillant !!!! You scared me to death !!! ….humm ……I shoudn’t have watched this video on werewolves before sleeping » .The husky began to bark . Kevin and his dog were inseparable . « Come on Vaillant, let’s go to grandpa’s library . I need to check something . I just hope there is a book on Russia » .The two friends hurried in the narrow corridor but as they ran , Vaillant’s tail  hit a tapestry  which fell onto the ground . When trying to put it back, Kevin stopped to look at the floor more closely  « what is that ? » he whispered «  I have never seen that trap door before » . Suddenly, he heard ….


French Version:


Il faisait froid en cette fin d’octobre. Kévin était arrivé la veille dans cet immense manoir au bord de la rivière. Après une longue route à travers la montagne  il avait enfin aperçu la belle maison de ses grand parents .Ses parents étaient absents, encore, à l’étranger, pour leur travail et il lui tardait de voir Betty .En quelques années la famille avait déménagé plusieurs fois  au Maroc, puis en Turquie et  Corée .Il ne regrettait pas sa dernière école au Canada. Roy et Sasha étaient des hypocrites qui avaient pris un malin plaisir à l’humilier devant ses amis.. Il était impatient de voir sa nouvelle école. En se levant, Kévin aperçut la petite clé que lui avait donnée une servante le jour de ses 15ans, sans explication .A quoi pouvait-elle servir ? Tout à coup il sursauta. ‘Vaillant !!!’ S’écria- t-il  « tu  m’as fait une peur bleue ‘ ‘je n’aurais pas du regarder cette vidéo sur les loups garous avant de me coucher .Le husky commença à aboyer. Ils étaient devenus inséparables. ‘Allez suis moi . Allons à la bibliothèque de grand-père . J’espère qu’il y a un livre sur la Russie .Tous deux filèrent dans le couloir étroit mais dans la précipitation la queue de Vaillant toucha une tapisserie qui tomba au sol .En essayant de la remettre en place, Kévin s’arrêta pour regarder le sol de plus près « Qu’est-ce que c’est  que ça ? »chuchota-t-il . « Je n’avais jamais vu cette trappe auparavant ».   Soudain, il entendit ……

Lea’s magic potion

Par ldumont42 - publié le jeudi 19 octobre 2017 à 03:50

My Potion:

Fillet of a fenny snake,

In the caldron boil and bake;

Mane of zebra, and death’s head,

Tooth of elephant and  snail slime ,

Claw of crab, and tail of rat,

Tentacle of octopus, and beetle,

For a charm of powerful trouble,

 Like a hell-broth boil and bubble

Shakespeare’s witches poem

Par boss - publié le mercredi 18 octobre 2017 à 09:00

Ecriture d’une potion magique sur le modèle de William Shakespeare , Macbeth




Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adder’s fork, and blind-worm’s sting,
Lizard’s leg, and owlet’s wing,—
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble


Par marmandin - publié le mardi 17 octobre 2017 à 03:45

My potion

Testicle of a snake

In the caldron boil and blake

Toe of Marius and bat’s wing

Chamois hair  and finger of a king 

Penis of a bear and eye of chameleon

Dog hair and tail of a Pokémon

For a charm of powerful trouble

Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.

 

Dorian’s magic potion

Par dschmitt - publié le mardi 17 octobre 2017 à 03:45

 

My potion

 

Eyeball of the snake. 

In the caldron boil and bake. 

Mane of horse and spider hair.

Tail of cat and unicorn horn.

Testicle of elephant and donkey eyeball.

Frog  slime and snake  tail.

For a charm of powerful trouble ,

Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.

My Potion Inès

Par ihamad - publié le mardi 17 octobre 2017 à 03:39

MY POTION

Fillet of an elephant tongue,

In the caldron boil and bake ;

Eyes of rabbit and toes of rat,

Paw of spider and nose of dragon,

Nails of pigeon and paw of dogs,

Blood of humans and heart of cat,

For a charm of powerful trouble,

Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.

Fillet of a devil!!!

Par jery - publié le mardi 17 octobre 2017 à 03:38

Fillet of a devil

In the caldron boil and bake.

Three Cerberus tongues and one of Sarah’s feet

One  Maverick’s tail and two piranha teeth

One devil hair and two  Eddy’s ears

Three English school tests and ten beetles

For a charm of powerful trouble

Like a hell-broth boil and bubble

Aurelien’s magic potion

Par atorreilles - publié le mardi 17 octobre 2017 à 03:33

My potion.

The brain of horse

In the caldron boil and bake 

Testicle of elephant and feet of chicken

Antlers of caribou and Parisian’s arm,

Pig nose and human ears,

Spider leg and mermaid’s tear— 

For a charm of powerful trouble,

Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.

Coralie’s magic potion

Par cjaupart - publié le mardi 17 octobre 2017 à 03:14

My Potion :

Fillet of dragon scale

In the caldron boil and bake

Two unicorn manes and a mermaid’s tail.

Dog hair and eyes of cat.

Three spider legs and snake tongue.

A cockroach wing and princess ear.

For a charm of powerful trouble.

Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.

Résultat de recherche d’images pour "image de sorcière"


Spirit Week and homecoming

Par boss - publié le mercredi 11 octobre 2017 à 04:46
We’ve asked our epals’teachers about Spirit Week and Homecoming .Here are their answers .

From Sarah Mills (New Hampshire)

In answer to your question, Homecoming is when the school or college sports team has had a string of ‘away’ games (played at the opposing team’s location) and returns to their home location.  Often it is a big celebration with a bonfire, a barbecue and a Homecoming dance (complete with Homecoming Queen and King!).

 

Spirit week (or day) takes place in the lead up to game day (when the sports team has a big game) to show support for the team.  Often team players will wear their uniform and others will wear the team colors.  Sometimes spirit day will involve wearing tie dye clothing or dressing up following a particular theme (dress like a princess, wear all black etc.).




From Mindi Golding (New Hampshire USA)

Spirit week and Homecoming are very popular in high schools, but not in middle schools (so not in our school). They are a great way to celebrate the athletes of a school and get everyone excited about the homecoming games. There is usually a homecoming dance and often a homecoming king and queen are chosen. It is very popular in the southern part of our country. I hope that helps a bit.


From Simona Pero (Wisconsin USA)

We do have homecoming week.  It’s a fun week for students to dress up and get into school spirit.  We also have a parade and football game and the high school kids have a dance.

Who am I ? poem by New Zealand epals

Par boss - publié le mardi 10 octobre 2017 à 06:13
Here are two poems written by Brodan and Taliyah
Les élèves de 4ème 1 et 2 écrivent des poèmes sur le même schéma.

tabara’s poem

Par tdohy - publié le mardi 10 octobre 2017 à 03:38

Tabara

Who is quite crazy and touching

Who wants to begin creating vegetables

Who dreams of running on clouds

Who believes in nothing

Who loves  manga series

Who fears the death of her animals

Who is afraid of every snake

Who wishes to have many animals

Who plans to live in Canada

Who wonders why the world is round

Coralie’s poem

Par cjaupart - publié le lundi 9 octobre 2017 à 09:32
 Coralie
Who is very nice and quite shy
Who wants to eat icecream
Who dreams of going to Paris
Who believes people need a second chance
Who loves her family
Who fears to lose sight of her friends in high school
Who is afraid of spiders
Who wishes I could see my dad more often
Who plans to become a nurse
Who wonders why there are wars

Marius’s poem

Par mgautier42 - publié le lundi 9 octobre 2017 à 09:28
                                                                   Marius
Who is extremely nice and very nervous
Who wants to be the best
Who dreams of having a good job
Who believes to destroy Kyllian
who loves his family and friends
Who fears  dogs
Who is afraid of nothing
who wishes to win the French cup
Who plans to play rugby
Who wonders how to have a successful future

Kyllian’s poem

Par khuescar - publié le lundi 9 octobre 2017 à 09:25

Who is timid and happy.

Who wants to become a pro-gamer.

Who dreams of a magnifcient girl.

Who believes  Real Madrid will win the champions league.

Who loves  his family.

Who is afraid of nothing .

Who plans to kill Marius.

Who wonders why we have to go to school.

Emamail1

Par ecaballero - publié le lundi 9 octobre 2017 à 03:02

Ema

Who is very jealous ans engaging

Who wants to be an estate agent

Who dreams of going far away

Who believes in paranormal activity

Who loves her friends

Who fears her mom’s death

Who is afraid of the dead

Who wishes to have her own flat

Who plans to visit Africa

Who wonders why she is here


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