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Mr Bonjean interviews his students: Is writing a pleasure or a sacrifice?

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Mr Bonjean interviews his students: Is writing a pleasure or a sacrifice?
Why do we write?
We write to learn how to communicate, because writing is a crucial part of our lives and will be useful for all aspects of life. (Andrea)
We write for many reasons: to express how we feel inside, but also for the sheer joy of learning how to write and entering the world of writing. (Elena)
We write to communicate, to compose texts or nursery rhymes, to write letters or, if you are in love, love letters. (Simone)
We write for many reasons: to communicate, to describe things, to memorize, to recount our own experiences, to inform. (Giulia)
What sort of text do you prefer writing? Why?
I prefer writing fables because I can invent them myself and I have fun describing witches, fairies, ogres, wizards and goblins. (Silvio)
I love writing action and adventure stories because I am passionate about this kind of tale; I particularly like imagining the world of pirates. (Stefano)
I like writing descriptions of ani…

How do we study?

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How do we study?
At school…
The teacher sets a goal for the day (what we need to learn during the lesson, our objective). For example, let’s look at the method for writing an essay. Our teacher suggests a scheme, but we are then asked, with his help, to separate the different sections that compose it (introduction, arguments in favour, arguments against, conclusion). After finding the several points to make, the scheme is complete. Now we can start writing the essay. Everyone has access to a vocabulary, which is useful to solve doubts about spelling and to check meanings of words. Moreover, some of us read the examples that we find in the dictionary and use them in the essay. The teacher always suggests that we read over what we have written and indeed sometimes we find mistakes this way. If the essay is not completely finished, we can take it home and we have up to a week to improve it and then hand it in. After a few days the teacher gives the essay back to us with a mark and fe…

Essay: Is homework really necessary?

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Essay: Is homework really necessary?
Introduction Introduce the topic with a personal opinion Body of the Essay
Arguments in favour It is an exercise that helps us better understand the work done in class They deepen our understanding of the topics covered in class By doing homework we realize what we didn’t understand during class Studying helps us memorize and re-elaborate what was explained by the teachers Homework is necessary because it helps us be autonomous and learn on our own Arguments against Homework should not take up too much of our free time Homework should be interesting Even if useful, homework is mostly a sacrifice for us Essay
How boring, more homework to do! Almost every day we have homework after school. Sometimes I ask myself if homework is really necessary and I realize that, even if sometimes it is boring, it allows us to understand and memorize what was studied in the morning. Often us kids think that homework is just a waste of time, but actually it helps us…

Essay: Cars are very useful means of transport but…

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Essay: Cars are very useful means of transport but…
Scheme
Introduction I introduce the topic with my opinion on the subject. Body
Arguments in favour The car allows us to move and cross great distances It is a useful means of transport because it can carry several objects or people at once It often contains objects that are usually found at home: radio, air conditioning, reclining seats. Arguments against Cars pollute the environment with exhaust emissions If driven incautiously, it can cause accidents It is expensive Often, cars cause traffic jams in big cities blocking people for long periods of time. Conclusion I conclude with my opinion, summarizing my argumentations. Essay
The car is the most common means of transport in our society and it has now become indispensible to men. Cars allow us to take great trips, cover long distances and reach new places in little time, travelling comfortably thanks to in-built tools such as air conditioning, radio and sometimes TV and Internet. It is d…

Outlines for narrative, essay-style or descriptive texts.

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Outlines for narrative, essay-style or descriptive texts.

The website www.ercolebonjean.com is rich with writing material for elementary schools and the relative working structures. This consists of over 200 essays to read, save and print if needed, which could be useful as starting point for classroom work. Here are some examples:
Writing a description of a person
My teacher Character presentation He is so funny he is like a clown. Yes, I am talking about my teacher, Ercole Bonjean. Physical description My teacher is of strong build; his hair is grey and white, and his eyes are bright blue, full of joy. He has an aquiline nose, very funny, a thin and narrow mouth, which is often smiling, all contained in a plump face. Personality and behaviour My teacher behaves and acts just like a teacher. Ercole is very, very generous, vivacious, and cheerful with us; sometimes when we disobey he is very strict, but also calm. Ercole is at ease in his environment and in any situation. My teacher…

Learning how to write a text appropriate to the addressee

Learning how to write a text appropriate to the addressee
Let’s write and read through the following texts: The Trip My mum woke me up saying: “Wake up, lazybones!” That’s right. I don’t understand how such an integral part of my body can be used as an insult. But I got up anyway, I got ready and I set out, or setted out or however you spell that past tense, towards the school bus. The school trip to Mt. Resegone was a complete blast, from start to finish. We made so much noise, we were unstoppable. The driver, a touchy and hostile man, kept instigating confrontation. But who cares! He was such a pain! We had so much fun! We could not stop laughing! Even the teachers were laughing non-stop. The trip That morning my mum woke me up saying: “Wake up, lazybones!” I turned the other way, but then I remembered that I was supposed to leave for my school trip that morning and I got up right away. I set out, or setted out, I should check the correct grammar, towards the school. The coach…

Classic fables: the ugly duckling

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Classic fables: the ugly duckling
One summer afternoon Mother Duck smiled as she looked at her new-born eggs, which were soon to crack open. “Crick crack”, went the first egg. “Crick crack” went the other eggs, one after the other. The shells broke and five yellow balls of fur came out. “How beautiful you are!” said their mum. But one last egg, bigger and darker than the others, was still closed. Mother Duck was worried, but finally it started opening too. “Pac!” went the shell as it broke open. Mother Duck was very surprised when she saw her new baby. “It looks nothing like the other ones!” she said. “He is so big, and he has grey feathers and a big beak!” “How ugly he is!” said all the other ducks in the farm. “How ugly he is!” said his five brothers. “That’s ok. He will be handsome when he grows up!” sighed his mum, and she brought all her babies at the lake for their first swim.
The days went by, but for the ugly duckling they were not happy days. His brothers would peck at him, …

Individual description - In a field at dawn

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Individual description - In a field at dawn

The darkness of the sky began to brighten up as if magically, and I began to distinguish the elements of the field. In front of me the grass was covered by dew drops which, with the light of the first few sunrays, began to look like tiny little diamonds for the few seconds before the sun made them drop to the ground. I could now recognize the pallid green of the grass, but as the sun came up everything looked orange. At that moment I felt a great sense of lightness, the sun began to be visible, the air got warmer, the night was over.

Translation by Chiara Amoretti
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Blue lights

Blue lights
The lights are on The sea sparkles With many shades of blue. It’s nice to peek At his gloss and his colours: The faint and the strong, The light and the dark; It is the same and it is different, It is joy and it is pain, It is immense love. The lights go down, Only a fragment Of Moon brightens The darkness of the sea; Its murmur rises and, If you learn to listen,
The joy of its quietness will pervade you.
Ercole Bonjean

Translation by Chiara Amoretti

Jesus or Barabbas

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Jesus or Barabbas
“Evil be freed!” Shouts the crowd, As Pilate washes himself, Barabbas smiles. The road is steep, The cross is heavy. He falls. He gets back up. It’s dark; The wind whispers, The Earth screams, There is nothing it can do: It’s silent, Everything is quiet. The sun rises. The light returns To brighten up faces, And peace To warm up hearts.
Ercole Bonjean

Translation by Chiara Amoretti

Carnival

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Carnival

The floats parade immersed in colours and sounds. It’s a swarm of confettis and streamers: yellow, green, red and lots and lots of blue brighten up the day. People play music, dance, sing, and laugh. It’s not a mask, it’s not an act, they are actually laughing. It’s their face behind the mask, nothing can cover the joy revealed by their eyes and their mouths. For a few hours we will all be the way we are thanks to the masks that hide us. It’s not cold anymore and the Sun is in great shape. It laughs the winter’s bad dreams away. Now it warms the crowd up, pointing its rays to the streets of the carnival. The sound of the trumpets greets them, making silly faces to each other. A man screams when his face is covered in whipped cream, straight from the spray can. Why can’t he taste it instead of shouting? He would notice how sweet it is: like the smile of the little rascal who stands in front of him, laughing.
Ercole Bonjean
This text can be useful for a number of didactic purpos…

The Comet

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The Comet
The comet Breaks the darkness of the night. Its light fills The small hut And brightens the people. ‘He is born!’, it tells us.
Time flies fast, Streets are aglow with lights. People run, And buy gifts. Buying is a priority, At Christmas. But a face smiles in the shade, A mother holds her child to her bosom, A father understands his mistakes, A soldier comes home. It’s love, You can’t buy it, Or sell it, Only give it. He is born, Jesus is born! The comet appears, Enveloping the world in light,

Brightening the starry night.
Ercole Bonjean

Translation by Chiara Amoretti

The best posts from this site for Mathematics exercises, II grade of elementary school

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The best posts from this site for Mathematics exercises, II grade of elementary school – 18-05-2014
Here are the links to the posts that have received the most consensus from readers, for posts about Mathematics for the II grade:
Multiplications with the use of alignment
Flow Chart
Getting to ten in stages
Subtractions in column with the abacus, with and without change
Decreasing order, ascending order

One example of exercise:
Wednesday 14/10/2009 – Ascending and decreasing ordering
With ascending ordering, the numbers are written from the lowest to the highest.
With decreasing ordering, the numbers are written from the highest to the lowest.
Write the numbers from 50 to 0, i.e. with decreasing ordering.
Un esempio di lavoro:


Mercoledì 14 ottobre 2009
Ordine crescente, ordine decrescente. Nell'ordine crescente i numeri vengono scritti dal minore al maggiore. Nell'ordine decrescente i numeri vengono scritti dal maggiore al minore.

Scrivi i numeri da 50 a 0, cioè in ordine decrescente

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Holiday homework for III grade, elementary school.

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Holiday homework for III grade, elementary school.
The Adventures of Pokonaso, Chapter 4
Questions: Why does Babbo not like taking Pokonaso with him when he goes fishing? Why does Babbo, after seeing the wood that Pokonaso brought, run home? How does Pokonaso’s family save itself? Who are the Nasastri? Who does Pokonaso believe are the men who are walking in long file? Who are they really? Who captures Pokonaso? How does Okkibuffi liberate him? Answers: Babbo doesn’t like taking Pokonaso with him when he goes fishing because the child has some strange ideas about fishing, for example shouting and throwing stones in the water so as to scare all fish in a mile radius. After seeing the wood that Pokonaso brought, Babbo runs home because he is afraid that the Nasastri are in the vicinity. Pokonaso’s family is able to save itself because Babbo uses some big stones to close the entrance to the cave while the mother, with a big pot of water, stops the fire. The Nasastri a…

Spring poetry: “Brilla nell’aria” by Giacomo Leopardi

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Brilla nell'aria

Primavera d'intorno.
Brilla nell'aria 
e per li campi esulta, 
si' ch'a mirarla intenerisce il core
odi greggi belar, muggire armenti
e gli altri augelli contenti
a gara insieme,
per lo libero ciel 
fan mille giri,
pur festeggiando il lor tempo migliore.

Giacomo Leopardi


Spring poetry: “Brilla nell’aria” by Giacomo Leopardi 
Prose version of the poem:

Spring brightens the sky, and it is as if the fields exulted at its coming. At its passage, the heart fills with emotions and you listen to the sheep bleating with joy, the cows mooing; the birds happily circle the sky and, like a joyful race, fly free, celebrating the best season of their life.
Prosa della poesia

La primavera illumina il cielo ed è come se i campi esultassero al suo incedere. Al suo passaggio il cuore si riempie d'emozioni e ascolti le pecorelle che belano dalla gioia, i muggiti delle mucche; gli uccelli felici ruotano nel cielo e, come in una gara della gioia, volano liberi, festeggiando la m…