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Friday, May 28, 2010

It was a dark, rainy day (by Palazzetti Ivanna, Albim Giselle, Bustingorri Guadalupe and Diquech Natalia)

It was a dark, rainy day. Autumn was about to come and the food they had collected during the summer was ready to be eaten, but it wasn´t enough for all of the ants. So the colony arranged a meeting led by Red Ant to decide who should stay and who should go.

It was a difficult moment for the whole colony. They had been working so hard, that all of them had the right to remain in their ants´ nest. But they could finally arrive at the cruel decision of sending the eldest people away.

A desperated voice was heard from the very back. It was a little ant whose grandma was about to be sent out.

“Why are you going to take my grandma away from me?” he asked.

“What´s wrong with that?” said little Red Ant “It makes room for new people.”

Monday, May 17, 2010

An unusual alarm (by Angélica Santi and Florencia González)


It was a sunny day at Ant Town. The Red family was enjoying their breakfast before going to work. Suddenly they heard the alarm. It usually signaled the beginning of a new working day. But today it was something different. A group of collectors, who were in charge of providing food for the community, had brought some tasty and unknown delicacy. However, it turned to be very dangerous, because it had been prepared with a new poison made by humans to destroy the ant colonies.

The alarm set off when these tricky devices exploded, causing death to many of the area personnel. After the commotion, the whole family discussed at home what had happened. The father said, “I’m sorry for the victims’ families”. “What’s wrong with that?”, said little Red Ant. “It makes room for new people.” “You are right”, replied the mother, “The colony is really crowded.”

Some days later, they heard that the Queen had decided to turn the place of the massacre into a monument to remind the new generations of the danger of experimenting with new attractive stuff and to preserve the traditions.


Saturday, May 15, 2010

The Selfish Red Ant (by Belén Giamberardini and Gisela Koval)


It was almost midday when the big group of ants gathered at the anthill to revise all the work they had been doing up to that moment.

The Queen of the red ants started checking the amount of collected food. There was one grain, pieces of leaves, some grass, pieces of bread and cookies but she realized that the flowers were missing. The Queen got mad at the idea that some of the workers hadn`t done their job properly. “I want to see the ants in charge of the flowers immediately” the Queen said. But nobody answered or moved. “ I said I want to see the ants in charge of the flowers immediately!” she repeated. But again nobody answered. “They are missing!” One of the ants shouted. Everybody were horrified to hear what has happened, some of them burst into tears.

“What’s wrong with that?” said Little Red Ant. “it makes room for new people”. “What a selfish comment!” the Queen said angrily. Suddenly, one of the guards of the Queen entered the anthill and cried: “The ants in charge of the flowers were poisoned by the humans”. All the ants cried, even the Queen cried. Little Red Ant felt really sorry for her selfish comment and said: “I want to make up my mistake. I’ve been so selfish! From now on I’ll do my job as usual and I’ll also collect the flowers”. “Oh! That proves that your heart is still kind” the Queen said. And from that moment on Little Red Ant was in charge of the flowers.


Monday, May 10, 2010

Exquisite cadaver

Sometimes the results of working together can be really interesting. We’ve made an activity based on the surrealist game called Exquisite Cadaver in which we’ve assembled different ideas to create a new and fascinating piece of writing. Enjoy our productions! (Belén Giamberardini)
  

Suddenly, she slammed the door behind her. They had been arguing very strongly for the last three months but this time she got tired of her husband’s unfaithfulness. The turning point was when she found out that her best friend was having an affair with him. In tears, she wrote some lines, took the gun and went away. The letter was left there for him to find it so that he could know the reason of her act.
When she knew where the letter was she got desperate. She had to recover it as soon as possible but it was going to be a hard task because his house was plenty of guards.
She drove her car for many hours from the city to the forest where his house was placed. She managed to enter and get the letter but one of the guards realized about her and when he tried to reduce her, she escaped and ran quickly to the forest.
She had noticed that someone or something was following her.
When she finally stopped, she felt a cold breeze. She looked behind her and saw a strange shadow. She could not recognize what it was. She was so frightened that she tried to ask for help but could not scream or move her body. She was paralyzed.
After some minutes, she reacted and started to walk slowly. But it was too late. The shadow was very close to her. She thought something small and awful was creeping towards her.
The horrible and indescribable creature was coming nearer and nearer. Although she wasn’t able to see clearly what that disgusting thing was, she got very scared. She hurried up looking for an exit, but the place seemed to be a maze. There were many endless and gloomy corridors full of locked doors.
The chances of finding a way out were remote. She felt as if she were in the worst nightmare ever. Suddenly she saw a light coming from inside one of the rooms. She made her last effort and asked herself whether or not to grab the handle. Breathless, she finally opened the door and burst into tears.
After having heard about her fiancee’s affair, she decided to confront her friend. She knew she was involved in covering him up.
As she was listening to her friend’s version of the story, she glanced at the kitchen’s table and as soon as her friend pronounced her last word she took a knife and stabbed her several times. When she realized what she had done, she washed her blood stained hands and immediately after, a noise scared her. Suddenly, she slammed the door behind her.


Groups in order (phrases in bolt indicate connecting sentences used by two groups):
  • Patricia De La Llera, Natalia Diquech, Renée Fredes 
  • Pablo Barroca, Laura Dambolena, Belén Giamberardini, Gisela Koval
  • Paula Heredia, Nancy Nieto, Melina Núñez, Florencia Villaverde.
  • Agustín López, Giselle Albim, Adriana Astrada, Cristian Matas
  • María Florencia González, Karina Moreschi, María Silvina Rago, Angélica Santi