MY FAVORITE PLACE.
Stage 1:
Name of the place: The port of Málaga ( El puerto de Málaga )
Where it is: In the centre of Málaga.
What is it: It is a port where there are ships and the tourists pay for giving him a return
Adjectives to describe the place: We can describe it in aims that is an entertained, tourist, nice, wide site ... etc
Activities to do there: You can make mount in bicycle, mount in ship, to buy clothes, to take ice creams, to have dinner with the friends and to walk with the family.
Stage 2:
My favorite place is the port of Malaga wine because it is a site in which you can happen a perfect day in family. We can walk calmly whereas we do photos and to take an ice cream. Also there are many shops and we can buy clothes.
In the night the port becomes precious because very good temperature and environment is illuminated.
Stage 3:
Nota de Audio
THE
LEGEND OF EL DORADO
Soon after
the discovery of the New World, stories began circulating throughout
Europe about the existence of a legendary city of gold in the Andes.
Incredible
riches awaited whoever was bold enough and lucky enough to find the
fabled city called El
Dorado.
The search
for El Dorado
became a quest for
many bored young conquistadors in search of glory and adventure. Most
perished in the jungles or mountains without ever realizing that El
Dorado was
not a city, but a man.
The legend
of El Dorado
first reached the Old
World through the Spanish who followed Christopher
Columbus to
Central America. Wherever they went, soldiers under Balboa and other
explorers heard fascinating tales about the legendary city of gold.
As they
plundered their way into South America, Spaniards and other Europeans
were thrilled by the promise of great riches. Exaggerated accounts of
El Dorado
handed down by the
sun-worshipping Chibcha
Indians who
lived in the 8,600-foot high plateaus near present-day Bogota fired
their imagination. The Chibcha
tribe, it was
said, venerated gold as the sun god's metal. They wore golden
ornaments and for centuries had covered their buildings with sheets
of the precious metal.
Some
Indians spoke of a holy lake full of gold. Others told of meeting a
golden chieftain in a city called Omagua.
As the
tales spread, El
Dorado came
to be thought of as a city of gold; it was even shown on ancient maps
of Brazil
and the Guianas,
though its location was vague.
In the
1530s the Germans and Spaniards sent several expeditions into what is
now Colombia
to seek El
Dorado. But
the mountains were nearly impassable, and they were forced to turn
back when they ran out of food.
More than
half the men were killed in skirmishes with Indians, and all the
expeditions came to grief.
But the
legend of the fabulous city still tantalized fortune hunters, and the
very words constantly on their lips, "El
Dorado,"
became synonymous with "The
Golden Place"
and its true meaning -- "The
Gilded One"
-- was ignored.
The
Chibchas
worshiped not only
the sun but also a being who was said to live in the lake. Some said
it was the wife of a chief who had thrown herself into its waters
centuries ago to escape a dreadful punishment and had survived there
as a goddess.
Indians
made pilgrimages to present offerings to the goddess of the lake, and
at least once a year the lake became the center of an elaborate
ceremony.
The
tribesmen would smear their chief with sticky resin and blow gold
dust over him until he glistened from head to foot, literally an El
Dorado. Then
he was conducted in a magnificent procession to a raft on the edge of
the lake. The raft was towed to the middle of the sacred Lake
Guatavita.
Plunging into the icy water, the chief rinsed the gold off his body
while the others cast priceless offerings of gold and emeralds.
The story
of El Dorado
did not end with the
conquistadors. Explorers in the 17th, 18th and 19th centuries,
including the great Prussian natural scientist and traveler Alexander
von Humboldt,
also sought the fabled treasure.
No trace of
El Dorado
was found until 1969
when two farm workers dug up an exquisite model raft made of solid
gold in a small cave near Bogota.
On board the raft were eight tiny oarsmen-rowing with their backs to
the regal golden figure of their chief.
Yet Lake
Guatavita still
refuses to yield its golden treasures.
Although
some gold and emeralds were found in the muddy banks, the icy depths
of the lake were never plumbed. So far as is known, the offerings to
El Dorado
-- the Gilded One --
are still at the bottom of the sacred lake.
1. READ the story below and ANSWER the
questions in English:
QUESTIONS :
- When did the legend of El Dorado start circulating?
- What people were the first to spread the legend of El Dorado in Europe?
- What do Chibcha indians have to do with the legend of El Dorado?
- Where did they live?
- Where was El Dorado supposed to be?
- Who or what did the Chibcha indians worship?
- What ceremony did the indians do in the lake?
- Who was Alexander Von Humboldt?
- Has some gold or jewels ever been found in the lake?
- What treasure was found in a cave near Bogotá?ANSWERS:1. It started circulantig after the discovery of the New World.2. The first people to spread the legend were the followers of Chistopher Colombus.3. They fired the Spaniards' imaginations with stories about El Dorado.4. They lived in the in the 8,600-foot high plateaus near present-day Bogota.
5. El Dorado was in Colombia.
6. The Chibchas worshiped not only the sun but also a being who was said to live in the lake. Some said it was the wife of a chief who had thrown herself into its waters centuries ago to escape a dreadful punishment and had survived there as a goddess.
7. Indians ade pilgrimages to present offerings to the goddess of the lake, and at least once a year the lake became the center of an elaborate ceremony.
8. Alexander Von Humboldt was explorers in the 17th, 18th and 19th centuries, including the great Prussian natural scientist and traveler.
9. Yes in the lake was gold.
10. No trace of El Dorado was found until 1969 when two farm workers dug up an exquisite model raft made of solid gold in a small cave near Bogota.
2. WRITE s summary of the story in Spanish (Minimum 100 words)
La búsqueda de El Dorado se convirtió en una búsqueda de muchos conquistadores jóvenes aburridos. La leyenda llegó al viejo mundo a través de los españoles que seguían a Cristobal Colón en sus viajes. Cuentas exageradas de El Dorado dictadas por los indios chibchas adoradores del sol que vivían en el 8600 pies, cerca de la actual Bogotá disparó su imaginación. La tribu chibcha, se decía, el oro venerado como el metal del dios sol. Llevaban los ornamentos de oro y durante siglos habían cubierto sus edificios con láminas de metal precioso. En la década de 1530, los alemanes y los españoles enviaron varias expediciones a lo que hoy es Colombia a buscar El Dorado. Pero las montañas eran casi intransitables, y se vieron obligados a dar marcha atrás cuando se quedaron sin comida. La leyenda de la fabulosa ciudad todavía atormentaba cazadores de fortuna, y las palabras mismas constantemente en sus labios, "El Dorado", se convirtió en sinónimo de "El Lugar de Oro" y su verdadero significado - "El Hombre Dorado" - fue ignorado.
A love story, short film:
Leonardo Da Vinci.
Was born on the April 15, 1452 in Vinci, has got five had five bridesmaids groomsmen. Was a painter (while anatomist, architect, artist, botanist, scientist, writer, sculptor, philosopher, engineer, inventor, musician, poet and urbanist)
Leonardo learned to read and write, and acquired knowledge of arithmetic. However, virtually did not learn Latin, based on the traditional teaching. The fact that I had a chaotic spelling shows that his statement was not without its shortcomings, in any case was not that of a college. In the twentieth century biographers made more explicit reference Leonardo's homosexuality, but others concluded that much of his life he was celibate.
It is also the time when he starts working in La Gioconda work usually considered a portrait of Lisa Gherardini or, married name, Monna Lisa del Giocondo.
Leonardo was the illegitimate son: his father knocked up a young humble peasant family called Caterina. His father, Messer Piero di Antonio Fruosino was notary, chancellor and ambassador of the Republic of Florence. Leonardo himself was, therefore, scion of a wealthy family of Italian nobles.
Died in Amboise on May 2, 1519, at age 67, accompanied by his faithful Francesco Melzi, who bequeathed his drafts, drawings and paintings.
Leonardo learned to read and write, and acquired knowledge of arithmetic. However, virtually did not learn Latin, based on the traditional teaching. The fact that I had a chaotic spelling shows that his statement was not without its shortcomings, in any case was not that of a college. In the twentieth century biographers made more explicit reference Leonardo's homosexuality, but others concluded that much of his life he was celibate.
It is also the time when he starts working in La Gioconda work usually considered a portrait of Lisa Gherardini or, married name, Monna Lisa del Giocondo.
Leonardo was the illegitimate son: his father knocked up a young humble peasant family called Caterina. His father, Messer Piero di Antonio Fruosino was notary, chancellor and ambassador of the Republic of Florence. Leonardo himself was, therefore, scion of a wealthy family of Italian nobles.
Died in Amboise on May 2, 1519, at age 67, accompanied by his faithful Francesco Melzi, who bequeathed his drafts, drawings and paintings.
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1. What are the skills mentioned in the video that every learner should have in the XXI century?
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3. Read the stories.
You
Can't Have Everything You Want
This
is a story from India. Gopal lived with his wife, Nataki, in a small
house near a river. They were very poor. Every day Gopal went to the
river to get fish. He had a net. Sometimes there were two or three
fish in the net. Then he went home to Nataki and said, "We can
eat today." Sometimes there were no fish in the net. Then Gopal
didn't eat.
Gopal
was always happy, because he liked the river. But Nataki was not
happy. One day Gopal saw a very big fish in his net. "Good,"
he said. "We're going to eat today, and tomorrow too." But
the fish opened its mouth and said, "Don't kill me. Put me back
in the water. I want to live."
"But...."
said Gopal.
"Please,"
said the fish.
"My
wife isn't going to be happy about this," said Gopal.
"Then
tell her about me," said the fish, "but please, put me back
in the water." So Gopal put it back. He went home without any
fish.
"No
fish today?" said Nataki. "Oh Gopal."
"There
was one very big fish," said Gopal, "but I put it back in
the water."
"You
what?"
"I
put it back in the river."
"You
had a big fish and you put it back in the water? But we have no
food."
"The
fish talked," said Gopal.
"What?"
"It
talked. It said, 'Tell your wife
"Oh,"
said Nataki.
Then
she said, "Tomorrow morning, Gopal, go to the river. Get the big
fish in your net
again.
Then ask for something."
"Ask
for what?"
"Some
food," said Nataki. "And a new red dress for me."
So
Gopal went to the river in the morning and the big fish jumped into
his net.
"Yes?"
it said.
"Nataki
wants some food for us, and a new red dress."
"Then
put me in the water, and go home, Gopal."
Gopal
went home. There was food on the table, and Nataki had a new red
dress.
"Beautiful,"
said Gopal. "Are you happy now?"
"No,
I want a good dinner and a new dress every day. Ask the fish
tomorrow."
So
in the morning Gopal went to the river. The big fish jumped into his
net.
"Yes?"
it said.
"Nataki
wants a good dinner and a new dress every day."
"She
can't have everything she wants," said the fish.
"I
know," said Gopal.
"Then
put me in the water, and go home."
Gopal
went home. There was a good dinner on the table, and Nataki had a new
blue dress.
"Beautiful,"
said Gopal. "Are you happy now?"
"No."
"Why
not?"
"I
want a big house," said Nataki, "and some new tables and
chairs. Ask the fish."
So
in the morning Gopal went to the river, and the big fish jumped into
his net.
"Yes?"
it said.
"Nataki
wants a big house and some new tables and chairs."
"She
can't have everything she wants."
"I
know," said Gopal.
"Put
me in the water and go home," said the fish. Gopal went home.
Nataki, in a new white dress, was in a new armchair.
"Happy
now?" said Gopal.
"No."
"You
can't have everything you want."
"Can't
I? This is a big house now. I want two girls and a man—three
servants for the work in the house. I can't do it all."
Gopal
went back to the river in the morning and the big fish jumped into
his net.
"Yes?"
it said.
"She
wants servants."
"How
many?"
"Two
girls and a man," said Gopal.
"Put
me in the water and go home."
Gopal
went home. Nataki had three servants.
"Aren't
you happy now?" said Gopal.
"No."
"Why
not?"
"I
want some money," said Nataki. "I want money for the
servants. And I want some rings for my ears."
In
the morning Gopal went to the river, and the big fish jumped into his
net.
"Yes?"
it said.
"She
wants money for the servants, and some earrings. "
"She
can't have all the things she wants."
"I
know," said Gopal.
"Put
me in the water and go home."
Gopal
went home. There was a lot of money on the table, and Nataki had some
new earrings.
"Beautiful,"
said Gopal. "Now you must be happy. You have all the things you
want."
"No,"
said Nataki.
"What?"
"I
want this country. It must all be mine. I want to be Queen of this
country."
"You're
my Queen."
"I
want to be Queen of this country. Tell the fish tomorrow."
In
the morning Gopal went to the river and the big fish jumped into his
net.
"Yes?"
it said
"She
wants to be Queen of this country."
The
fish said nothing.
"I
know," said Gopal. "She can't have everything she wants."
"That's
right," said the fish. "Put me back in the water and go
home. Oh, and Gopal...."
"Yes?"
"Goodbye"
said the fish.
Gopal
went home. Nataki was in the old house. She had no food, no new
dresses, no new tables and chairs, no servants, no earrings, nothing.
She
looked at Gopal. "Go back to the river now!" she said.
Gopal
went to the river. But the big fish wasn't there. It never jumped
into his net again.
1) Write a 60 word sumary of every one of them in Spanish.
La historia va de una pareja India que era pobre .El hombre todos los dias tenía que ir apescarpara conseguir comida.Un día cuando fué al rio un pez le dijo que lo volviera asoltar,cuando se lo contó a su mujer, ella ledij que volviera y le pidiera mas cosas, la mujer estuvo mucho tiempo teniendo lo que queria hasta que un día, el pez desapareció y las cosas con él,no volvio ha desaparer en la red del hombre.
2) Write a 10 items quiz about the context of the story.
1)Where did the story come from?
2)They were rich
·TRUE ·FALSE
3)Who was nataki?
4)What did the man fish in the river?
5)The fish could talk
·TRUE · FALSE
6)The woman wanted drees every day
·TRUE · FALSE
7)Did the woman have a new dress?
8)The woman wanted lot of things
·TRUE · FALSE
9)The fish dissapear
·TRUE · FALSE
10)At the end, did the woman have everything she wonts?
The
Monkey's Foot
Mr
and Mrs White lived in a nice small house. Their son Herbert lived
with them. Herbert worked in a factory He worked at a big machine. Mr
White worked in an office. Mrs White was a housewife.
There
were not many houses near them. "I want a house near the town,"
said Mr White.
"But
it's £400 for a house near the town, and we're not rich."
"No,"said Mrs White,"but we're happy here, aren't we,
Herbert?" "Yes, but Dad's right," said Herbert. "We're
a long way from the shops and the train and the bus."
One
day, an old friend came to dinner. His name was Mr Morris. The Whites
liked to hear his stories. He talked about many countries. When Mr
Morris knocked at the door, Mr White opened it.
"Come
in, come in," he said. "Good to see you. How are you? Come
and sit by the fire,
Whisky?"
"Thank
you," said Mr Morris. "How are you, Mrs White, Herbert?"
"Very
well, thank you," they said.
"Dinner
isn't ready," said Mrs White. "Tell us a story, Mr Morris."
"A story about India," said Herbert. "I'm going to
India, some day."
Mr
Morris said nothing. He had something in his hand.
"What's
that, Mr Morris?" said Mrs White.
"This?"
said Mr Morris. "It's a monkey's foot "
"A
monkey's foot?" said the Whites.
"Yes.
Don't touch it."
"Why
not?" said Herbert.
Mr
Morris looked at the fire.
"Mr
Morris, aren't you well?" asked Mrs White.
"Oh
yes, thank you," said Mr Morris. "I'm not ill."
"Tell
us about the monkey's foot," said Herbert.
"Yes,"
said Mr Morris. "I had this foot from a man in India. He
said...."
"Yes?"
said the Whites.
"With
this foot you can ask for three things. You can have three wishes."
"How?"
said Herbert.
"Take
the foot in your hand and say, 'I wish for....'. Then say what you
want."
"And
you asked for three things?" said Mrs White.
"No."
Mr Morris looked at the fire again. "I only asked for one
thing," he said. "I had
one
wish. I got it."
"A
good thing?" asked Herbert.
"No,
it was not," said Mr Morns. "No more questions, please. You
always have a good big fire here. I'm going to put the monkey's foot
on your fire."
"Don't,"
said Herbert. "Give it to us."
"No."
"Why
not?"
"Because
you are my friends."
"Dinner's
ready," said Mrs White.
Mr
Morris put the foot on the fire. He went to the table with Mr White.
Herbert jumped up and got the foot from the fire. He put it on a
little table. Mr Morris did not see it.
After
dinner he went home. "Here's the foot," said Herbert. "I'm
going to ask for something."
"Don't,
Herbert," said Mrs White.
Herbert
did not listen to her. "Dad," he said, "you want £400.
Wish for £400. Here's the
foot.
"
"I
want £400," said Mr White. Then he said, "The foot jumped
in my hand!"
"Where's
the money?" said Herbert. "There's no money here. I'm going
to bed."
"Put
that thing on the fire," said Mrs White. "I don't like it."
But
Mr White put the foot on the table. In the morning, at breakfast,
Herbert said,
"No
letters today. No £400 for you, Dad."
"I'm
happy here without the money," said Mrs White.
Herbert
went to his factory. "Back to my machine," he said. Mr
White went to his office. Mrs White worked in the house.
When
Mr White came home in the evening, he said, "Any money?"
"No,"
said Mrs White.
"Where's
Herbert?" said Mr White.
"He
isn't back from the factory," said Mrs White .
Seven
o'clock came. Eight o'clock. Herbert wasn't back. "Where is he?"
said Mrs White.
Then
there was a knock at the door. "Open it," said Mrs White.
Mr White opened the door. A man was there. He said, "Mr White?
The father of Herbert White?"
"Yes."
"I'm
from the factory," said the man.
"Come
in."
"Thank
you," said the man. He had something in his hand. "This is
a letter for you," he said. "A letter from the factory."
"Where's
Herbert?" said Mrs White. "Where's my son?"
The
man said nothing.
"Is
Herbert ill?" said Mr White.
"No,"
said the man. "Not ill."
"Is
he....?"
"He
is dead," said the man. "Your son is dead."
"Dead?"
"The
machine," said the man. "The big machine.... "
"I
want to see my son," said Mrs White.
"No,"
said the man again. "The machine...."
Mrs
White said nothing.
"This
letter," said the man. "It's from the factory. We want to
give you some money."
"Money?"
"£400,"
said the man.
Mr
and Mrs White were in bed. They were not asleep.
"Are
you cold, my love?" said Mr White.
"No,"
she said. "But my boy Herbert is cold tonight. "
Then
she said, "Where is it?"
"What?
"The
foot. The monkey's foot. We have two wishes. I'm going to get the
foot."
"No,
no,my love."
But
she went to the sitting room. "Here it is," she said. "On
the little table."
"Please,
please, my love, don't," said Mr White.
She
said nothing. The monkey's foot was in her hand.
"I
want my son back again," she said. The foot jumped in her hand.
"Come
back to bed, my love. You're ill," said Mr White. But she
listened. Something walked up the road to the house. Something
knocked at the door. Again and again, something knocked at the door.
"Open
the door!" she said.
"No,"
said Mr White.
"I'm
going to open it," she said. "I'm coming, my boy, I'm
coming!"
Mr
White looked for the monkey's foot. "Here it is," he said.
"I wish my son back in the cemetery”
The
foot jumped in his hand. Mrs White opened the door. There was nothing
there.
1) Write a 60 word sumary of every one of them in Spanish.
Una familia tiene poco dinero y su hijo unico trabaja en una fabrica.Un día, un viejo amigo de la familia va a comer a su casa, este hombre siempre cuenta historias de sus viajes, pero esta vez, tiene un pie de mono con el, ellos quieren que le cuente la historia pero el dice que no que ese pie es maligno. El pie fue cogido por el niño y al final el que acababa desapareciendo es el y no el pie de mono.
2) Write a 10 items quiz about the context of the story.
1) How many soon or daughter did the family have?
2) A family´s friend come to the house
*TRUE *FALSE
3) The man had a monkey is hand
*TRUE *FALSE
4) Which was the wish that asked for the child?
5) Did the family get the monkey?
6) Did the boy dissapear?
7) The monkey´s foot lived
*TRUE *FALSE
8) The monther asked for another wish?
*TRUE *FALSE
9) Did someone knock on the door?
10) There was someone outside
*TRUE *FALSE
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