Relato de lengua.

En la clase de lengua trabajamos sobre un libro leído en clase con la profesora Eliana Gallego, y teníamos que grabar un audio que diga sobre las diferentes hipótesis.

 Acá abajo esta esta grabación.

Código QR

Acá hay un código QR que hicimos en la clase de Físico Química, que tiene información de el Niobio un elemento en la Tabla periódica de elementos.

El código QR y barras

El código QR y el código de barras.

Las diferencias que existentes entre el código de barras y el código QR son, el código de barras te permite obtener información de un articulo, ej: Coca cola, Ropa. Y con ello es mas fácil caracterizar los artículos. En cambio en el código QR se usa para otras cosas como por ejemplo para registrar tu identidad o cosas mas modernas como obtener información de un producto, general, el código QR la mayoría de las veces te lleva a un link. También ahora las coca cola tienen un QR para obtener información.

Este es un código QR de coca cola                                                                                                                 Este es un ejemplo de código de barras en la botella de Coca Cola.

Short Story

For L/L writing we have to write a short story and we can choose different type of problematics one was the one I choose: a bad relationship between a mother and a daugther and the other one: a problem of social classes.

A trouble in Manchester

It was a beautiful day in Manchester, and as usual in that family, there was one son and one mother, the relationship between them was "a bit" complicated because they hated each other.

This mom was called Sarah; she was an unbearable woman that didn't want to let her son be free so he made life impossible to him. Sarah didn't have friends, Sarah and her son lived in Manchester, England. Her son was called Sam and he was intelligent boy. That wanted to be with his friends and his mom didn't want to, but he escaped all the time to be with his friends. Sam was not as educated as his friends, but one day this would change because there was something that Sam didn't know. There was something related with


why he didn't know who his father was.

One day Sam and Sarah met in the house and they started shouting, they looked crazy.

“Hello Sam” Sarah said.

“I am not going to talk with a woman that is bad for me” Sam exclaimed.

“Why are you treating me badly; I only say you hello you see you are a stupid” She answered.

“I will not talk to you because you generate this atmosphere, I hate you. I will not talk to you today”

“Well, we stay like that, bye” She added.

A day as any day, Sam was thinking about his father and he had a doubt, and he asked his mom. She got nervous, and changed the point of the conversation.

“Hello mom I don’t want to fight, I have a doubt” Sam said.

“Hi Sam, What do you want?” She asked.

“I have a doubt about my father, what type of man was he?” He asked

“Well, your father was very self confident and…” She answered very uncomfortable.

“Tell me all please” I want to know all about  my family" he insisted.
" It´s a lot for today Sam, go to your bedroom" She finished the conversation.

A new day was in Manchester and, Sam was more curious about his father, and he did not think that his mother won´t answer his questions . But he would ask again and his mother will reveal something.

"Hi mom, today I want to know about my father please, tell me, which kind of man was he?" he interrogated.
"Today I am feeling bad but we will speak another day. don´t bother me" Sarah answered.
" But mom it´s necessary for my life to know my ancestors!" he exclaimed.
 "No,no,no, you are an adopted child, I don´t love you, go out of my house" She says crying.
"You are a stupid woman that never, told me the truth, I hate you, bye I will never see me anymore, I will go to my real house.

One day Sam was with his real family, seeind a mom and a 
son arguing, and he told the stroy about him and they stopped fighting. Sam now was very happy and all lived in peace except for Sarah.


Here are some images aobut the author of the story we read. "Sons veto". By Thomas Hardy

Coronación de Carlo Magno

El clase de historia nos asignaron un tema relacionado con la edad media, a mi y a mi compañero nos toco el "Imperio Carolingio". La consigna del trabajo era intervenir una imagen con información sobre este tema.
Este es nuestro trabajo..

My soliloquy

Here is a soliloquy that we write in the class of Victoria Gregov.

Ohh look at those colours, that could be my idea for my poem, those dappled colours, it is so amazing, fantastic atmosphere, it is like seeing a drawing of a child, much colour that from 10000 km up I can see the colours, it is like a mess of a child with colours. It is like going on the route and looking to your left and you see those flowers with different types of fruits, exactly plants that generate an effect that you can not believe, I really praise God from all these beautiful things that God created for us. My father will be impressed by that cow that has brown and white, my father really loved when two colours are in one object, he said it generated him an opposite, now that I think that my father is so creative that we could say he is crazy. I really wish that my father could give a really intelligent idea. Now that I see all those pied colours, dappled objects, I am inspired and I only have to finish the main idea, ohh look at that bird, I had one like that, he was so naughty that I never saw him again, but I really loved it, he was my favourite pet, he is a Toucan it is the most smart animal in the world, it has dappled colours, with orange in the peak and black with others colours on his body. Also the flowers are one of the most wonderful objects. With all those visual images I have seen I will write my poem.

El Lapizteros, una caja de sorpresas

El Lapizteros era ignorado, a la gente no le importaba como era el si no lo que hacia, no se si era envidia, o solo por el hecho por ser distinto a él. 

El monstruo (Lapizteros) vivía en Londres, el era nuevo para ese lugar. El se transporto accidentalmente, cayo en un portal ubicado en Linaton, ciudad donde Lapizteros nació. Eran aproximadamente las 5:00 de la tarde y la niebla le daba un aspecto misterioso. Al otro día el se levanto y se dio cuenta que todos lo observaban, intentando intimidarlo.

A lo largo de una calle interminable se veía un rejunte de personas, viendo algo importante. Era una persona tirada en el piso, se veía un poco aturdido. Se dice que este chico habría sido  atropellado, intencionalmente, por eso este es un caso para Lapizteros. 

Lapizteros, mediante los testigos interrogados, el le pregunto a los testigos lo que paso y le dijeron que fue Jonhy Trepp, un viejo enemigo para Lapizteros un mafioso muy ágil, Según los testigos también dijeron que Jonhy llego a Londres mediante su avión para asesinar al chico, Trepp vivía en Australia. Un día el bicho se encontró con Trepp.

- Hola Jonhy, hace tanto que no nos vemos. Exclamo el Lapizteros.
- Si es un gusto bicho, que haces por aquí? Pregunto Jonhy
- Nada, según mis investigaciones usted viejo enemigo de vuelta es un delincuente. El sábado a la mañana, 5 am aproximadamente usted atropello a "Thomas Mxlauren" es cierto? Pregunto el bicho.
- Si correcto, Thomas era un viejo mafioso que me hubiera traicionado a mi, eramos muy amigos hasta que el me traiciono, eramos socios, matábamos gente sin razón  pero un día  estábamos juntos y el me quiso secuestrar, por que trabajaba en la C.I.A, el era Norte Americano. No me quedo mas remedio que matarlo. Si fue apropósito, apreté el acelerador y lo asesino. Confeso Jonhy.
- Usted hoy va a escapar pero en unos días vas caer en manos equivocadas, en Policía. Aclaro Lapizteros.

Este seria solo un engaño por que Lapizteros lo persiguió, lo encontró y lo degolló con los dientes hasta al hartazgo. Nadie vio eso pero el Lapizteros si que es raro.