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“A Piece of Magic, a Piece of Luck”

by

Izaro Salcedo, 2 ESO

It was a warm afternoon on a sunny day when Chickeyti was walking down her favorite street.  She liked climbing and most days when she saw a tree, Chickeyti would climb it.  She resisted climbing the first tree she came upon that day.  She also turned away from the second tree.  She climbed the third tree, however, and that is where she found a blue polar bear charm on a silver chain.  She had never seen such a magical charm before, the head of the polar  bear having such beautiful detail.

                Chikeyti believed she had entered upon a lucky streak.  She decided to wear her necklace everywhere, to school, to the swimming pool, to the zoo, and she never took it off, not even to sleep.  Her faith was that the charm truly charmed her life and brought her luck.

                There was a catch, of course, as there is always a catch.  On the back side of the polar bear, a name was engraved on it:  Georgepous.  At first Chikeyti didn´t give it much thought because it was a name she didn´t recognize.  The more she thought about it, though, the more she was convinced that she had to discover who or what Georgepous was.  She tried the local library and when that didn’t work, she tried Google.

                And there he was.  Georgepous, Chikeyti learned, was a magician from the not-so-distant past, someone that her grandparents or even her parents might remember.  From the information Chikeyti had, Georgepous was still alive and living in a remote village across the country.  There was an image of the polar bear charm in one of the documents about him.  The inscription under the photo read, “The magician’s enchanted pendant.”

                Chikeyti took some necessary things to travel and she set out in search of Georgepous.  His last known address was in a town called Spotted Hare, population six.  Chikeyti hoped to find him there, and so she bought a bus ticket.

                On board, the last seat available was next to a very strange boy with only one eye and no nose.  When Chikeyti sat down, the boy spoke to her straight away.

                “Hi!  I’m Cyclopesiti.  What’s your name?”

                “My name is Chikeyti. I’m sorry, but I have to ask.  What happened to your face?”

                Cyclopesiti rose quickly, stepped over her and jumped off the bus.  Chikeyti watched from the window as he ran into a nearby wood.  She was stunned by her behavior, but she knew that the bear charm had something to do with her new assertiveness.

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Life is like a little boat packed with people

in the middle of a storm.

They might push you, as though you don´t see       

more than their smiles, but

make a mistake, you will fall into the sea.

You got into this boat and now the storm approaches.

                                          Joana Gonzalez, 2ºESO C

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Creative Writing in English!

This year marks the first year Ayalde has an English writing club.  It´s called Just Write! and the students meet once a week in the English department with Beth Boyle to create short fiction and poetry. 

So far we have 13 members, all from 2º ESO, but once you´re a member of the Just Write! club, you´re a member forever.   Students who belong to the club will finish the year with a beautiful writing notebook full of inspiration and ideas.  They´ll also learn how to submit their best work to literary publications.

 Please check in to our blog Audiovisuales Ayalde  from time to time to read examples from these future novelists and storytellers.

Pictured here from left to right, members Loreto Marsal, Carmen Calzado, Alejandra Garbati, Nuria Gamez, Ines Marina, Joana Gonzalez, Maria Gomez, Marina Echaniz, Izaro Salcedo and Ainara Tapias. Not pictured, members Adriana Fernandez de Aguirre, Patricia Lazaro and Sofia Sota.

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“Brother Jules”

by

Joana Gonzalez (2 ESO)

To her mother, Grace was more than a blessing, certainly more than a child who´d just happened to be born.  At Grace’s arrival into the world, the town, which consisted of many of Grace´s mother´s friends, delivered gifts of all sorts.  For years Grace was worshipped by everyone who knew her and her family.  However, that all seemed to change when her parents found a child, such a mysterious boy who had no one to go to but was perched against a tree in the forest near Grace´s home.

Grace was only a few years older than this child, but the moment she saw him, she knew that she adored him.  Grace learned how to bake just so that she could give the boy delightful goodies.  They explored the forest and gardens together.  When the boy finally revealed that his name was Julian, Grace was the first of the family to begin to call him Jules.

A singular curve appeared on Grace´s lips, a smile that seemed to make the world around her stop and look, a smile that brought with it so many memories all at once in a brief second.  She gazed at Jules, who bit his bottom lip.  She felt that he seemed to know that his inclusion in her family was something very dear.  Jules drank from her mug, and Grace´s singular smile turned into a giggle.  Her official new brother.

Jules played an important role in Grace´s life.  She would spend most of her days over a span of many years with him.  However, there would also come a time in her life which would cause their relationship to break, when Grace would discover that it would be best for everyone if she distanced herself from her precious little brother.

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“A Bird´s Crime”

by

Loreto Marsal (2º ESO)

            He sat staring at the TV, but it was switched off.  He was thinking about how much he wanted to go for a walk.

            Suddenly Mia appeared.  She screeched, “Disco, it’s raining outside, but I’m going to open the window.  I’m hot!” She shook her finger at him and said, “Don’t go outside.”

            Mia threw the window open and went back to her room.

            She’s going to sleep, Disco thought.  The road isn’t so long.   Just a short ride, no more than 10 minutes.

            He waddled to the window, stopped at the sill, and looked both ways.  Then he jumped out!

            Several hours later when he came back, no one had even noticed.  Disco went inside his cage, his jail cell, and fell asleep.

            The next day he woke with a terrible headache.  Mia was there.  She said, “While you were sleeping, I heard your coughs.  I took your temperature.  Such a fever!  I won’t be opening the window anytime soon!"

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26 pizzas and lollipops

Nuggets go on the top

Pink t-shirts to wear

Just right with curly, brown hair

Pink lollipops!

And blue t-shirts I like the most

                                             NuriaGamez, 2º ESO

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“Sparkling Blue Sapphire”

by

Carmen Calzada (2º ESO)

One lonely Sunday on Namjoon Street, in the garden of the tiniest, most beautiful house, a girl named Lisa Jung Kook was throwing a ball for her two dogs.  She did this while she waited for her mother.    They were going to visit Lisa´s grandmother at the hospital.  Lisa played with her pets to keep from getting more nervous.  Her grandmother was in a coma.

The kitchen door opened, and Lisa looked up.  There was her mother with tears streaming down her face.  Lisa understood that they wouldn´t be going to the hospital after all.  Her grandmother was dead.  Lisa ran into the house and straight to her room to bury her head under her pillow and cry.

Not long after, Lisa´s mother gently opened her door and came in.  She had with her a ring of brilliant sapphire, diamond-encrusted.  Lisa recognized it at once.  It was her grandmother’s ring, but now Lisa’s mother was giving it to her.  Lisa put it on her finger and hugged her mother long.

Later that week, when Lisa got back to school and her normal routine, her friend Ashley was so happy to see her.  They talked about what had happened on Sunday, and Lisa showed her the ring.

“I’m never taking it off,” she said.

“I wouldn’t either,” Ashley replied with tears in her eyes.

Lisa had difficulty that day concentrating on her classes.  In fact, she found it nearly impossible to keep up with anything having to do with schoolwork for the rest of the year.  Everything had changed.  Lisa had changed.  She changed the moment she’d put on the ring.

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“Mystery Girl”

by

Marina Echaniz (2 ESO)

She was a new prisoner.  I´ve never looked at prisoners very much, but she was different.  She came from Skyrim, not from Oblivion, and apart from that she was different from most Argonians.  I had never seen one as amazing as she.

I was her warden.  I´m Argonian too, but Argonians haven´t got blue eyes.  In Oblivion, Argonians eyes are usually red, just like mine.  They can be green or white in Skyrim, but never blue.  This prisoner´s eyes were blue like her skin, but not as dark.  She stood head and shoulders taller than me, which made her a giant compared to most Argonians.I ask for her name.

“Kerna,” she replied.  Her voice was strong and calm, like she had never experienced fear in her life.

I asked more questions about her home, where she´d been, but she turned away and said nothing more.

After three and a half weeks, when it was again my turn in her block, I looked in her cell and she was gone.  I spied a crumpled bit of paper by the leg of her bed.  I opened it and read:

Goodbye Ivan

Kerna

            How did she…?