WHAT IF YOU WERE IN HIS SITUATION?
HOW WOULD YOU PROVE TO YOUR FAMILY THAT YOU ARE THE REAL YOU?
WHY WOULD YOU OPT TO UNDERGO CLONATION?
sábado, 13 de octubre de 2012
PROJECT 3- TRAILER WATCHING
WHAT IF YOU WERE IN HIS SITUATION?
HOW WOULD YOU PROVE TO YOUR FAMILY THAT YOU ARE THE REAL YOU?
WHY WOULD YOU OPT TO UNDERGO CLONATION?
miércoles, 28 de marzo de 2012
EVE'S MONOLOGUE (Reading 4 Pleasure)
EVE: We are getting along very well now, Adam and I, and getting better and better acquainted. He does not try to avoid me any more, which is a good sign, and shows that he likes to have me with him. That pleases me, and I study to be useful to him in every way I can, so as to increase his regard. During the last day or two I have taken all the work of naming things off his hands, and this has been a great relief to him, for he has no gift in that line, and is evidently very grateful. He can't think of a rational name to save him, but I do not let him see that I am aware of his defect. Whenever a new creature comes along I name it before he has time to expose himself by an awkward silence. In this way I have saved him many embarrassments. I have no defect like this. The minute I set eyes on an animal I know what it is. I don't have to reflect a moment; the right name comes out instantly, just as if it were an inspiration, as no doubt it is, for I am sure it wasn't in me half a minute before. I seem to know just by the shape of the creature and the way it acts what animal it is. When the dodo came along he thought it was a wildcat--I saw it in his eye. But I saved him. And I was careful not to do it in a way that could hurt his pride. I just spoke up in a quite natural way of pleasing surprise, and not as if I was dreaming of conveying information, and said, "Well, I do declare, if there isn't the dodo!" I explained--without seeming to be explaining--how I know it for a dodo, and although I thought maybe he was a little piqued that I knew the creature when he didn't, it was quite evident that he admired me. That was very agreeable, and I thought of it more than once with gratification before I slept. How little a thing can make us happy when we feel that we have earned it!
viernes, 23 de marzo de 2012
MONOLOGUES - IDIOMS- WOMAN IRONING by Picasso
MONOLOGUE 2 by Josefina Triunfo y Luz Arguello
I hate this. I'm 60 years old now, and I'm not as fit as a fiddle 'cause I would like to be in another country, with my husband, alone, enjoying life, eating delicious food, and all that jazz. But I can't, because I have children and I have to be at home to call the tune so that they won't become uncontrolable children.
Oh,sister, you always tell me I will win the lottery one day...that's music to my ears! But I'm very unlucky so that won't happen to me. I know. I have to stay at home all day long, but when it comes to making decisions, I play second fiddle. My opinion isn't important to the rest of the people. It's unfair! Oh! what am I saying? It takes two to tango. I have to admit that I don't care about that... Oh my God! I ruined my husband's shirt! That happened because I am blowing my own trumpet.
THE SECOND PLACE IS FOR...
MONOLOGUE 3 by Josefina Bauducco and Micaela Daviccino.
I regret about choosing parties instead of school, because now I have to face the music, and I have to work in a way that I don't like, and dance to somebody's tune. It's clear as a bell that nobody likes to follow someone else's orders. It is awful! I can't decide what I want to do. The only thing that I can do is to do what SHE says. But I am going to do that; I'll follow all her orders, as quickly as I can, so as to finish early, because if I keep on complaining and thinking of other things, I am going to finish very late and I won't have time to do what I want. I have to iron, clean the bathroom, make the beds and all that jazz. Oh! It's very late! I have to stop thinking in bad things and start doing all the chores with a positive attitude.
LAST BUT NOT LEAST...
MONOLOGUE 1 by paloma Martinez, Sofia Ryser, and Julieta Neder
How did I end up dancing at somebody else's tune? It all started with the guerrilla, when I lost my mother and father. Since then, I have lived with my grandfather; a person who is all the time blowing his own trumpet. It was as clear as a bell that he would not pay for my education, and I couldn't make a song and dance about it because I was not living there for free... And then...Michael's face comes to my mind. he is the only one who cares about what could happen to me, and the only one who takes care of me like a brother. But, unfortunatelly, I have ended up falling in love with him! I know it takes two to tange in matters of love. For a poor twelve year-old girl I am as fit as a fiddle, but for him I am still a "midget". I'm whistling in the dark and fading away from his life. Going back to were I started, I'm stil alone!
miércoles, 21 de marzo de 2012
MIRROR NEURONS
A recently discovered system in the brain may help explain why we humans can get so worked up watching other people.
Why do sports fans feel so emotionally invested in the game, reacting almost as if they were part of the game themselves? According to provocative discoveries in brain imaging, inside our heads we constantly "act out" and imitate whatever activity we're observing. As this video reveals, our so-called "mirror neurons" help us understand the actions of others and prime us to imitate what we see.
http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/nova/teachers/body/mirror-neurons.html
STAND-UP COMEDY: song for deaf people
The following are the artist's own words: "My deaf friend loves this! She read the lyrics along with his gestures and couldn't help but laugh. So people need to come down and stop getting so upset. If she can be positive and know this is meant for laughs and not trying to purposely make fun of deaf people so can you! :D"
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