Oral Presentation 1st Term

RITE OF PASSAGE: DIMI

That's my say

My place when I grow up

I've always dreamed of living in a different country, because I'm tired to live at the same place for years. I considerate myself a nomadic person but I never had the opportunity to travel. That's always torture me because I would love to visit the world, meet the differents culutires all over the world, learn more English and be able to mantain a full english conversation with someone. But I never travelled so I don't know who It feels when travelling.

I know that when I grow up I will be able to raise the money for travel all that I can, and recover the Lost time during my adolescence. I have also thought to go to live somewhere else where there is a different culture from mine. 
But I have spent 16 years of my life living in the same place with the same people in the same ambient, so I have really wanted a change of environment and go somewhere else to live. I'm tired of the routine.
I think that a perfect place for me would Ocho Rios, Jamaica. Although I wouldn't like to spend my whole life there, I think my youth there would be very quiet, prosperous and happy. Also, I would learn English and a new culture! But for now, I have to comfort me with Castelló d'Empuries.

Fary Tale (Berta Mateos and I)

The magical heir

Once upon a time, in the middle of the region of Stotland there was a peaceful village. Only a few families could afford to have some little properties like lands or animals. In general everybody was poor and they had to work in the gemstone mines that there were around Stotland. Mines were dark, damp and full of strange animals. It was difficult to work on them but they need it to support their families. Sometimes the little members of the family had to go to work. Even so, everybody looked happy because they considered they had enough.

Mines belonged to Dumb family since they were founded by their ancestors at the first of times. They were the first settlers of Stotland, too. For a lot of years the mines had given work to the entire village and the dwellers were grateful for that. But one year, at month of March, a family of aristocrats offered to Dumb's family a huge amount of money for the mines, and they accepted the offer. The new owners brought slaves as labor and all the people become unemployed. Dumb’s family knew that if they sold the mines, all the people would stay out of work, but that was not an obstacle for them to become the most wealthy in all Stotland.

Immediately they built a big castle for them and they decided to not mixt with the rest of the “poor persons”. Thenceforth his castle is visible from anywhere in town. Everyone admire his richness, but they hate all the family, especially the young heir, Morgan Dumb.

Morgan Dumb is considerate the most stupid and selfish person in all the village. He has never had a real friend because it is considered superior to the rest.

Every morning Morgan strolled around the village. He likes look how work the rest of people and how the miserable they seemed. Sometimes he went to the mines and he shouted something to the poor workers. Other times he liked walk around Stotland riding his horse and hold the rest of people in content. But his favorite place was the hospice, where kids are playing in the yard with sticks or simple stones. When he saw that sad scene, children in bones, pale and malnourished, Morgan laugh and laugh, more and more strong.

Since long time ago in the mines lived one small dwarf. He had seen the old Stotland, where people were happy working in mines and he had a lot of friend to speak with. The dwarf also knows the new Stotland, where people are always unhappy and have more preoccupations. The dwarf has listened about Dumb’s son, who likes to make fun of others.

One morning while Morgan was in front of the hospice the small dwarf go to talk with him:

-What's happen to you badly trained? - said the dwarf.

-And who are you little midget from the caves? You stink, did you know it? - answer Morgan in a very rude way.

-I’m a dwarf! - Reply a little angry- You shouldn’t make fun of them. Now you have money but not for that you are more important. You should help the others!

-Oh my god! Now a little underdressed hobbit is going to say me what I should to do. Make me a favor and left out of my sight!-

-Ok, now you already make me get angry with you! Can I say you another think you shouldn’t to do? You never should underestimate anyone-

-Oh please first of all you must buy soap! Or you are too poor for that? –say Morgan while he laughed a lot.

-It’s enough! – screamed very furious the dwarf- at the time of three you are going to become the ugliest, poorest and miserable man in all Stotland! And you never return to your truth form until you make a real friend. One…two…three! - And suddenly a white bright light lighted up whole Stotland.

When Morgan woke up in the morning in the middle of the street he didn’t remember anything about what had happened the day before. All was blurred in his mind. Suddenly he notices about his cloths, all was wasted and dirty. Quickly he looked him in a puddle and he didn’t recognize his face. All was terrible for him. He wondered what was happened the day before. It took all the day to remember the conversation with the small dwarf.

First of all Morgan went to try to found the dwarf but he didn’t was in anywhere and nobody wants to talk with him. After that, he went to his old castle but anybody in his family recognized him and they made fun of him, like he normally did with the others. Morgan felt very wrong like never had felt before. He not used to consider the feelings of the others, and he had never helped anybody.

Morgan was overwhelmed by all the bad feelings of the moment and he started to cry. He never had cried like now, for a real reason and not for stupid things like he used to.

While he was crying a group of boys approach him. They seems to the same age of Morgan but he never had seen their before.

-Hi guy. What happen whit you? Why are you crying? – asked one of them.

Morgan raises her head and recognized them. They were from the hospice.

-Come on guy, stop to crying! You can come to play with us. Let‘s go, I going to introduce our friends – proposed other guy.

-Ok…thanks – said Morgan with a weak voice. It was the first time that he pronounces this word.

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Makes a real friend took Morgan a lot of time. He had to improve a lot of things but he was sure that when he gets it he never forgotten for all that he is passing.