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En nuestro primer proyecto (curso 2008/9)

hicimos un recorrido por la literatura hispano-inglesa de la primera mitad del siglo XX. Aprendimos tanto.


Nuestro segundo proyecto (curso 2009/10)

lo dedicamos al siglo siglo XVIII: apasionante y lleno de satisfacciones.




Nuestro tercer proyecto (2010/12)

duró dos cursos y lo dedicamos al siglo XIX. Todavía nos apabulla su índice.





Con nuestra página pública en Netvibes

puedes estar al tanto de las actualizaciones de nuestros diferentes canales.

El Wiki (en Zoho)

ha sido desde nuestros inicios la herramienta con la que, de forma colaborativa, hemos ido construyendo el armazón de nuestros proyectos.

La Declaración de los Derechos de la Mujer y la Ciudadana

es la actividad destacada por Rosa Lara del proyecto Enredando en el Instituto. Cómo fue el siglo XVIII.

La videoconferencia de la profesora Mª Luisa Venegas Lagüéns

es la actividad destacada por Ana Concejero del proyecto Enredando en el Instituto. Cómo fue el siglo XVIII.

La Introducción a la poesía del siglo XVIII

leída por Rocío Urbano es la actividad destacada por José Luis Gamboa del proyecto Enredando en el Instituto. Cómo fue el siglo XVIII.

Cartel ganador

del concurso organizado por nuestro compañero José Luis del Rosal como imagen de nuestro proyecto Seguimos enredando. Un paseo por el siglo XIX.

La idea de paz en las primeras décadas del siglo XIX

es la actividad destacada por Rosa Lara de la primera parte del proyecto Seguimos enredando. Un paseo por el siglo XIX.

Frank Miller´s Frankenstein

es la actividad destacada por Ana Concejero de la primera parte del proyecto Seguimos enredando. Un paseo por el siglo XIX.

Probamos la Realidad Aumentada, publicada en mayo de 2011,

es la actividad destacada por José Luis Gamboa de la primera parte del proyecto Seguimos enredando. Un paseo por el siglo XIX.

Las revoluciones de 1848

es la actividad destacada por Rosa Lara de la segunda parte del proyecto Seguimos enredando. Un paseo por el siglo XIX.

Main characters in Tess of the D'Urbervilles

es la actividad destacada por Ana Concejero de la segunda parte del proyecto Seguimos enredando. Un paseo por el siglo XIX.

Los informativos sobre las décadas 1840-1890

es la actividad destacada por José Luis Gamboa de la segunda parte del proyecto Seguimos enredando. Un paseo por el siglo XIX.

sábado, 12 de julio de 2014

La Primera Guerra Mundial en los cómics de Jacques Tardi



Nuestro amigo y compañero Emilio Navas ha escrito un interesante texto sobre materiales literarios y audiovisuales que tienen como tema la Primera Gran Guerra, centrándose sobre todo los cómics del ilustrador y guionista Jacques Tardi.



El audio ha estado a cargo de Paula Fernández, alumna del curso 1BM.







Crédito de la imagen: «Jacques Tardi 20100328 Salon du livre de Paris 1» de Georges Seguin (Okki) - Trabajo propio. Disponible bajo la licencia Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 3.0-2.5-2.0-1.0 vía Wikimedia Commons.

lunes, 27 de enero de 2014

Mr Loveday's little outing

Last year, my students from the VTC in Sign language carried out the staging of  Mr Loveday's little outing, a story about madness written by  Evelyn Waugh, a British satirical novelist who was born in London in 1903. 
An awesome project in which they used three languages: English, Spanish and Sign language.
Here you are all the activities we did :
3. Dress rehearsal and Sign Language.

An unforgettable experience...

My sincere thanks to Emilia Díaz García for her great contribution and help. 

viernes, 24 de enero de 2014

Mendigo, de Ángel González

Rebeca Ruíz nos lee y comenta brevemente este poema de Ángel González. (Descarga el audio)


martes, 25 de junio de 2013

Molly Bloom's Soliloquy by James Joyce



God of heaven theres nothing like nature the wild mountains then the sea and the waves rushing then the beautiful country with the fields of oats and wheat and all kinds of things and all the fine cattle going about that would do your heart good to see rivers and lakes and flowers all sorts of shapes and smells and colours springing up even out of the ditches primroses and violets nature it is as for them saying theres no God I wouldnt give a snap of my two fingers for all their learning why dont they go and create something I often asked him atheists or whatever they call themselves go and wash the cobbles off themselves first then they go howling for the priest and they dying and why why because theyre afraid of hell on account of their bad conscience ah yes I know them well who was the first person in the universe before there was anybody that made it all who ah that they dont know neither do I so there you are they might as well try to stop the sun from rising tomorrow the sun shines for you he said the day we were lying among the rhododendrons on Howth head in the grey tweed suit and his straw hat the day I got him to propose to me yes first I gave him the bit of seedcake out of my mouth and it was leapyear like now yes 16 years ago my God after that long kiss I near lost my breath yes he said I was a flower of the mountain yes so we are flowers all a womans body yes that was one true thing he said in his life and the sun shines for you today yes that was why I liked him because I saw he understood or felt what a woman is and I knew I could always get round him and I gave him all the pleasure I could leading him on till he asked me to say yes and I wouldnt answer first only looked out over the sea and the sky I was thinking of so many things he didnt know of Mulvey and Mr Stanhope and Hester and father and old captain Groves and the sailors playing all birds fly and I say stoop and washing up dishes they called it on the pier and the sentry in front of the governors house with the thing round his white helmet poor devil half roasted and the Spanish girls laughing in their shawls and their tall combs and the auctions in the morning the Greeks and the jews and the Arabs and the devil knows who else from all the ends of Europe and Duke street and the fowl market all clucking outside Larby Sharons and the poor donkeys slipping half asleep and the vague fellows in the cloaks asleep in the shade on the steps and the big wheels of the carts of the bulls and the old castle thousands of years old yes and those handsome Moors all in white and turbans like kings asking you to sit down in their little bit of a shop and Ronda with the old windows of the posadas 2 glancing eyes a lattice hid for her lover to kiss the iron and the wineshops half open at night and the castanets and the night we missed the boat at Algeciras the watchman going about serene with his lamp and O that awful deepdown torrent O and the sea the sea crimson sometimes like fire and the glorious sunsets and the figtrees in the Alameda gardens yes and all the queer little streets and the pink and blue and yellow houses and the rosegardens and the jessamine and geraniums and cactuses and Gibraltar as a girl where I was a Flower of the mountain yes when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used or shall I wear a red yes and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I thought well as well him as another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.

jueves, 20 de junio de 2013

The secret agent quiz

miércoles, 19 de junio de 2013

The secret agent test

lunes, 17 de junio de 2013

The Secret Agent in five pictures