On Friday 18 May, I met with l @ s @ s alumn ESO 2 Mary Immaculate College of Albacete, to chat about my novel This is the blog of Creative creative writing colleges Workshop "Write your dreams" taught by the writer Felisa Moreno Alcaudete school students. OBJECTIVE: Awakening in children / as the interest in writing as a way to encourage reading, using techniques that stimulate and nurture their creativity. METHODOLOGY: The methodology will be participatory and stimulating the creativity of children / as. Fun techniques will be used to arouse interest and facilitate the participation of children / as. They are losing the fear of public speaking, and appreciate the benefits of the reading. Write your dreams is an exciting project that has been selected in competition at the Department of Culture of the City of Alcaudete "Jose Vicente Enrique Vallejo." These workshops teach creative writing to students in schools alcaudetenses. My intention with these workshops is to spread interest in reading and writing in school from 9 to 11 years, encouraging them to write their dreams, and what they want. This blog was created with the intention of being a showcase for the work of children, fondly hope that you read their texts. It is based in Karachi, and depends on the province. Every translation is present at the provincial, to be valid must be signed only by registered Translators. Nancy Del Tino, secretary and Graciela Cademartori, president of the Association of Translators and Interpreters of the Province of Buenos Aires, Regional Moron released to the medium for dissemination, which began operating this entity with jurisdiction over cities area, including Mercedes. On November 22, 2011 was made the College of Translators and Interpreters of the Province of Buenos Aires, and 1 Tired of bus, on foot we completed the journey to our next destination. We precede the carriage with our brown cardboard suitcases, which mimics skin. We are a handful of onceañeros which, together with others, the course will start in a few days. Suddenly, before us, the imposing facade of stone, which leaves me petrified. His grandiosity diminishes me and reminds me of a prison. It is the Zenobio of Corias, which is said to have many windows as days of the year. The kid who started the previous year and, on vacation, his parents saved the ticket back to the school, informed me in detail what I expected here. Up very early and sleep little. Water always cold, even in the showers. Chilblains up the tabs. The monthly letter to the family, and received, opened, for censorship. And nine subjects, hard to crack. Ninety pesetas paid monthly by Our installment buyings our parents stay there. The Dominicans were doing miracles with money. When you open your big gates closed the door to my carefree childhood. And, when you close behind me, open me, to my eleven-years-to life as an adult, austere and full of worries. I call them comrades, who are already coming in, and I join them. Tense, excited. pretending a fortitude that I have.
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