Wednesday, 6 June 2012

Happy Holiday! (kids singing)

This song is the last one in our coursebooks, and very much enjoyed.

Here are the lyrics:

Holiday, hooray, hooray!
We can swim and we can play,
It's lots of fun in the sun,
On a holi-holi-day! Hey!

Holiday, hooray, hooray!
Go for picnics every day,
Join the fun, everyone,
On a holi-holi-day! Hey!

Holiday, hooray, hooray!
Time for us to go away,
Summer's here, let's all cheer,
On a holi-holi-day! Hey!

This is how my classes IV2 and IV4 performed it in June 2012:

Saturday, 2 June 2012

Go Green!

Here's the final version of the whole class project for the Go Green! competition by my Class IV5: 

  


Thursday, 31 May 2012

Farewell 2012

My oldest students and I decided to spend their last English lesson in primary school remembering the old days, listening to some old songs and chants, watching their old video clips, playing games and listening to their favourite songs.
VIII5

Wednesday, 30 May 2012

Stars (project gallery)

Tanja Lugonja, VIII3
Ninoslava Popović, VIII3

Thursday, 24 May 2012

Love Story by Erich Segal (reading activities)

Write the story from Jenny's point of view

We all got into a garden called life. The roads that we walk are different, we move at a time, change, laugh, get ill, and most importantly, love.

So, I have loved a sweet and smiling person. the one who has radiated warmth to my heart. His name is Oliver. I have realised that he was one missing piece that would complement the mosaic of my heart.

I felt all the beauty and tender feelings when I had conversations with him. His smile has been the cure for my wounds. I have known that in addition to all the good luck I had with him, something bad was bound to happen. 

I have found out that we could not have children, that I had cancer and was going to die. Oliver finds it too hard to tolerate that fact. 

Those last days of my life we spent together were the most beautiful ones of my life. With him, I felt the beauty of life. With him, I regained all the other feelings that had been lost.

I am sorry I cannot spend the rest of my life with him. I am sorry I will have to leave him in this rigid world. He will have to fight through life alone. I loved him, he loved me, it was perfect, but everything that is perfect does not last long.

Doroteja Čikić, VIII2, May 2012      

Write the story from Oliver's point of view

If I'd have to tell you the whole story from the scratch, it wouldn't be so interesting as to the moment when I first met Jennifer and fell in love with her. 

It was enough to take a look at her black eyes. Those eyes didn't let me look away, they were like a magnet for my heart. I felt the desire to live again. I felt happiness in my soul, the one that had been lost for a long time.

The first time we met, we fell in love. Unfortunately, it all suddenly simply ended. Although our love was great and unconquerable, Jenny couldn't get pregnant. Like any future father, I myself wanted to have a child. I wanted to have a boy with her. But, this wish was taken away from me by cruel destiny. 

Once we got over the fact that we couldn't have children, the doctor called me and said that Jenny had cancer. All these beautiful and delicate feelings I got from my Jenny would be lost! Too much suffering and pain would sink my heart again and my soul would cry forever. 

When Jenny was buried, I couldn't speak. Her death locked my voice. I didn't want this to end. We promised each other the eternal love! But, that couldn't be fulfilled. 

Jenny is now in heaven with the other angels and I look forward to that day when death will join my dearest Jenny and me again.

Dragan Ševo, VIII2, May 2012

Wednesday, 23 May 2012

My favourite sandwich (recipes)

This is my favourite sandwich! I eat one for breakfast. Take two pieces of French bread. Put some sour cream on them. Put some green salad, some tomato, some cucumber and some sausages on one piece of French bread. Cover it with the other piece of bread. Put it in the toaster for a few minutes and serve it hot on a big plate.
It’s very tasty! Yummy, yummy!


Kristian Balaž, IV2


This is my favourite sandwich! I often eat it for lunch. This is how you make it.
Take two pieces of bread. Put some tomatoes and oregano on them. Put some ham and lots of cheese. 
It’s very nice! You must try and see for yourself.


Anja Vučić, IV2

Tuesday, 22 May 2012

Brat Farrar by Josephine Tey (reading activities)

The Character I Like Best

Brat Farrar is the most interesting character for me. He is about twenty years old. He looks similar to Simon and Patrick Ashby. In fact, he is their cousin, an orphan from America. Thus, the likeness.
When he comes to England, a family friend of the Ashbys, Alec, realises that he looks just like the missing Patrick. So, he offers Brat to impersonate Patrick and take the Latchetts estate. The Ashby family accepts Brat nicely like he was real Patrick. He starts loving the family too.
Soon, Brat notices that Simon often acts weird towards him. Brat’s curiosity and wisdom bring him to doubt that Simon in fact killed Patrick because of Latchetts. He succeeds in finding Patrick’s body and solves the mystery of Patrick’s disappearance.
Brat’s lust for fortune brings him to the family, but he has a good heart, and he knows that the family is more important than the estate.

Igor Pavlić VIII2, May 2012
Write a different ending

One night Brat left for the quarry and along the way he met Simon. Simon asked Brat to confess that he was not Patrick as he killed him. Simon asked him to go away and leave the family alone. He offered to pay him for it. Brat agreed and went back to America, bought horses and a farm. He developed a business and, in a few years, became a rich man. He went back to England as he always liked Eleanor and asked her to marry him. The twins were married too and had their own kids. It was revealed that Simon killed his brother, and he spent the rest of his life in prison. Meanwhile, Aunt Bee died, and the three girls inherited her possession. Brat went to America with his wife. They had twins and lived happily ever after.

Denis Nastovski VIII2, May 2012

Čaba Kurunci, VIII5