Diary of a Confined Kid #27 : Evan (3rd grade-CE2)

Hello !

Today, I feel relaxed.

I play « Track Agency », « Escape Game », « UNO », « Mille Bornes », « Mirogolo » and video games with mom.

I do my homework in the living room and I play in my bedroom.

My favourite food is pizza and chicken curry. My favourite book is «365 blagues ». My favourite recipe is lemon cake. I like  cats and puppies.

Goodbye !

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Diary of a Confined Kid #26 : Victor (5th grader-CM2)

25/03/2020

Today, I have nothing to say so I say nothing, because, when you say nothing, you say nothing, but you still say something because you say nothing. Logic, he?

PS : I’m getting totally bonkers with the confinement

PPS : bonkers = crazy

Victor(ious)

…nothing…

27/03/2020

Today, I watched the movie « Le Mans 66 » (= Ford vs Ferrari). It’s about a competition, Ford against Ferrari. The winner starts with an F… He he !

There were really cool cars in the races

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Diary of a Confined Kid #25 : Tiago (5th grade-CM2)

All the week,I do the same thing : I wake up, I eat my breakfast,I take a shower, I do 2H of homework.

After, I eat, I do 2H of homework and after I play.

I like it, but there one thing that I don’t like,WE CAN’T GO OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just in the garden.

Sometimes, I’m bored.

Emoji
Emoji

!!Bored! Bored! Bored!!!

My parents are working. I watch TV just 30min or IPAD 30min.

I play badminton with my MUM and my amazing Step Father.


And you? How are you?

TIAGO

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Diary of a Confined Kid #24 : Leena (4th grade-CM1)

Confinement is boring, school work punctuates my days and I miss my friends.

There are nevertheless positive points, I spend time with my father, I play in the garden and Nikita( my cat) ensures the spectacle. Today my father dropped paprika on the ground, Nikita rolled in and changed color, seeing her wash after that was funny.

Leena

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Diary of a Confined Kid #23 : Louis (3rd grade-CE2)

Day 8

I’m feeling okay. I’m not sick. There is nobody in the other apartments. When we go outside, we take : our jackets, a scooter, and a lasso. My dad is teaching me to throw the lasso. I can’t ride the scooter and throw it at the same time. At least not yet!

New word: lasso

a lasso
a scooter

Day 9

I have been watching “The Tales of the Gold Monkey,” a television series about an explorer, a dog named Jack, an airplane which is called “Cutter’s Goose.” In the last episode, they found a treasure on an island. The treasure was hidden in a cave high up on a mountain.

Yesterday, my mother went into her bedroom to call her colleagues and have a meeting on the telephone.

New word: colleagues

Day 11

Hello. Today I’m going to talk about the biggest horse in the world. The biggest horse in the world was a Shire born in 1846 (eighteen forty-six). At the age of six years, he measured 2 meters, 25 centimeters. Usually, we don’t ride a horse this tall! It will be strange to begin riding again!

New word: Shire ˈshī(-ə)r (breed of horse)

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Saint Patrick in Poems…

The Première SIA pay tribute to Ireland’s Patron Saint

by Rayana M., SIA Premiere

St-Patrick’s day

It’s the seventeen of MarCh,

Let’s sing Irish sOngs !

Let’s wear gReen ! 

Let’s put up shamrOck chaiNs !

TodAy’s a celebration day.

Let’s feel the St-Patrick’s VIbe !

Let’s dRink GUinesS!

But at home please, because..

by  Garance J., SIA Premiere

St Patrick’s Day Visual Poem

Saint Patrick’s day

Under Ireland’s bright blue sky,

The leprechauns lurking here, spy,

The Irish pick unique shamrocks,

Thoroughly counting the four leaves,

Clovers found hidden in their socks,

They slurp the beer the fear gives,

Gael and Bean hope for blessed health,

And pray for lasting luck and wealth.

by Erin L., SIA Premiere

“Patricus”, by Alexandra Jonas

Patron saint of Ireland, 

Aluminary you will remain

Till the emerald valleys of this great nation are

Riddled with soft decay.

In shamrocks and pots of gold

Coloured orange, white and green,

United this country will 

Stand to remember Maewyn’s demise tenderly.

by    Laure Goodweather , SIA Premiere

Saint Patrick acrostic by Zoé B-C.

Shamrocks out everybody !

All around the world, Irish gather suddenly 

It’s Saint Patrick’s day ! 

No excuses not to pray

This also applies to partayyy

Plenty of little green men in the street

All of them looking for a little treat

The happiness is filling the atmosphere 

Right, just as the barman fills mugs with beer

Ireland you are celebrated everywhere

Celtic harps and horseshoes are worn as much as underwear  

Known for such a long time, Saint Patrick, you will stay eternal 

Acrostic poem about Saint Patrick’s Day

Shamrocks and kelly green 

Around the world

Ireland for homeland

Near Limerick

There runs a stream full of gold

Patron Saint of Ireland

Aformer captive in our Lands

Travelled away only to return where 

Rainbows merge together

In belief of God’s promises

Charming its people with luck 

Kaleidoscope of three-leafed clovers

Symbol of the Christian Holy Trinity

Dare I call the Leprechaun hiding in its gold

And meet up under the Celtic Cross’ Sun

Yellow-shafted flickers flitting to their Father

by   Auriane J., SIA Premiere

Saint Patrick’s day

Such a wonderful day of rejoicings,

Aday to celebrate with songs

In cities and towns and buildings

No leprechaun hides, and among

Them, clovers dancing and singing.

Paddy is celebrated like a king,

Asavior, a source of inspiration,

The founder of a religion.

Rest in peace”, sings the leprechaun

Iwill celebrate all day long”

Celebrations are a phenomenon

Keep on commemorating and be strong. 

by    Chloé B., SIA Premiere

You make my head dizzle and wizzle

find blue whales and talk to silverfish 

tonight I’ll sleep in the white paradise

Where the air is so pure 

that we forget about time 

my friends and I in canaille

like I used to dream

as like as before

as like as before

as like as before

when the beat goes on

and liquid of all sort flows

my heads and souls cease  

by     Nathan P., SIA Premiere

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by    Leo R., SIA Premiere

St Patrick’s Day poem

by  Marine P. , SIA Premiere

Seventeenth of march is a very special day 

To all the Irish citizens. 

Partying for the little leprechaun 

And to have luck and coin.

Take a beer and drink with us 

Rehearse our song and dance with us 

wish you find a four-leaf clover, because today 

Color your day in green 

Keep the smile for the rest of the day!

St Patrick Day

St Patrick’s Day now fell upon us

The harps play O’Carolan melodies through the streets

Peaceful euphoria as the whole town shines in green

And the Irish celebrate his death

Tends to search for gold at the end of rainbows

The roaring crowd of violent leprechauns 

I’ll wear a shamrock to

Clear the land of spine-chilling snakes

Kings as they walk over Irish land 

Deluge of delight pure as a diamond

And since all you truly wish for is luck

You’ll wear a shamrock too

by Shana C.,  SIA Premiere

by     Lisa V., SIA Premiere

St. Patrick’s Day- acrostic poem

Saint-Patrick, a man who most now very few about

Today we celebrate him , a day we can all act out 

Parades are held all across the world

Although this year seems calmer than ever 

Twirling, dancing and even swirl do people to fill their Irish pleasure 

Rain, wind not even storm could stop the tradition from spreading 

Irish culture around the streets as crowded as an Irish wedding 

Could such a day be celebrated without the contact humans share?

Knowing Irishmen throughout their smiles the celebration will continue without a care

by  Mariam T. SIA Premiere

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Diary of a Confined Kid #22 : Arthur (3rd grade-CE2)

I play with Mum, Thibault and my brother.

I’m sad because I can’t see my friends.

I do my homework in the living room. I like working at home. I play in the garden.

My favourite food is hot dog.

My favourite book is Asterix et Obelix.

My favourite recipe is the crumble.

I don’t like the virus.

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Diary of a Confined Kid #22 : Charlie (3rd grade-CE2)

This is my garden ! Goodbye.

Charlie

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February 2020: USA, Here we come!

2020 New England Trip

Some Lycee Nelson Mandela students in the  SIA Premieres Class went on a school trip to Boston, Massachusetts and stayed with host families in Saco, Maine, for the annual exchange with Thornton Academy.  Marine tells the story:

We all met in the airport really early in the morning and I actually can’t explain how excited  we were!! 

We spent a couple hours traveling from Nantes to Boston and everyone of us started to realize that the day we’ve been waiting for so long was finally happening.

We arrived in Boston Monday 24th of February, and everyone was so happy, and everything felt amazing. We arrived in a very cute youth hostel right in the heart of downtown, Chinatown in fact, where we all rested for the rest of the day. We spent 3 days in Boston walking a lot (around 15km per day!) and visiting all the monuments. We toured Harvard, MIT, the Boston Common, Beacon Hill, and we even walked all along the Freedom Trail learning about this amazing country and its early settlers.  We learned about the Midnight Ride of Paul Revere from the Old North Church to Concord, commemorated in Longfellow’s famous poem: “Listen my children and you shall hear, of the midnight ride of Paul Revere…”

Then we took the Amtrak “Downeaster” train to Saco,  in the York county, in Maine. “Downeast” means up north in fact! We couldn’t wait to meet our exchange students and host families!! We arrived at the train station where two teachers of Thornton academy (the school we stayed) were waiting for us. We rode in  the school buses and our heartbeats went faster and faster. When we arrived at the school, we all met our exchange students and we went straight to class with them. After a few “Get to Know You Games” like All My Friends.. and Dodgeball we all made amazing friends very quickly!! 

Then we spent days at school experiencing American classes and teaching methods, we visited Maine’s biggest city, Portland, where we did a Selfie Scavenger hunt. We had a lot of fun and everyone enjoyed those times with our American friends!!! 

We did really fun activities such as snow-tubing we had a great time sliding down!!

But suddenly, on  Monday morning March 2, we had really bad news… we had to go home early because of the Covid19 virus… No one expected our trip to be cut short. We couldn’t accept the concept that we had to leave so early… But no time to cry: we all decided to live the last moments 100%. That day we visited the Maple Sugar shack where we learned a lot about how to make Maple syrup and the hosts of the shop were so kind to us. 

We went back home with our exchange students for the last time.. We decided to improvise a party all together. We danced, we sang, we played games, and we were all friends and we enjoyed that night a lot .

And on Tuesday we had to leave. We actually travelled for one long day, it was so ANNOYING. We spent 9hours at Charles de Gaulle waiting for our connecting flight, so we made our own masks in the airport!! 😀

What I can say today is that even though our trip got cut short, I will always remember that fantastic week. I feel so grateful to Ms.Barstow and Ms. Cuvelier who organized this unforgettable adventure. I’m not sad because I think we were really lucky to go at all, because I mean not everybody can experience what we did. I will always remember that trip and now I cannot wait for our American friends to visit us next year!!!

Portland, Maine: All together at the oldest lighthouse in America!

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Game for beginners (débutants) : Roue de la fortune

Ici, un jeu pour réviser les couleurs, les nombres, les animaux et les vêtements, seul ou par équipes !

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