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Sharing my Storytelling experience!
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Mar0919
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Sharing my Storytelling experience!
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Hello everyone!!! Long time no see! aggghhhhhhhhh! I �ve been extremely, exhaustingly busy these past days, weeks, months, I don �t even know anymore!!! Just wanted to share with you, about my experience bringing international Storytellers to my schools. Special thanks to Miss Eleonora (Marcela) who got me so interested that I decided to bring this to my schools! The storyteller was born in Australia, currently living New Zealand, or viceversa. I �d love to share some pictures, but unfortunately the size is too big =( and I can �t upload any of them!!! I just wanted you to see the students � faces!!! They were so into the stories, enjoying every part of it. I was afraid at first because I thought not all ss would be able to understand each and every word, and I thought they �d feel frustrated or something, but to the contrary, even though they didn �t understand EVERY word, they were able to enjoy it and understand the CONTEXT of what was being narrated, plus the storyteller was absolutely fabulous, very creative, very visual, using lots of gestures, mimics, and hilarious acting!!! The ss just absolutely loved it!!! They �re already asking me when is the next one! And, the most hilarious part was (LOL!!!) that my teen student girls went absolutely mad with the storyteller �s son!!! Needless to say he was young handsome guy, so can you imagine teen girls?!?!?!?!? I have some incredible pictures of them cornering him for autographs, pictures, etc, and poor me unable to hold them back! LOL!!! We had a blast! I �m already thinking up next year �s storytelling date!!! |
14 Nov 2011
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Lina Ladybird
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 Many thanks for sharing your wonderful experience with us and CONGRATULATIONS, Mar!! 
Your description of the storyteller�s funny show is very lively, so we can imagine what great success this event has been! ;-))
It really is a pity though that you�re not able to upload any photos. Isn�t it possible to compress them?
Thanks again and have a nice day - Silke
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14 Nov 2011
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moravc
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Michael Rosen - Chocolate Cake story
I love chocolate cake.
And when I was a boy
I loved it even more.
Sometimes we used to have it for tea
and Mum used to say,
�If there �s any left over
you can have it to take to school
tomorrow to have at playtime. �
And the next day I would take it to school
wrapped up in tin foil
open it up at playtime
and sit in the corner of the playground
eating it,
you know how the icing on top
is all shiny and it cracks as you
bite into it,
and there �s that other kind of icing in
the middle
and it sticks to your hands and you
can lick your fingers
and lick your lips
oh it �s lovely.
yeah.
Anyway,
once we had this chocolate cake for tea
and later I went to bed
but while I was in bed
I found myself waking up
licking my lips
and smiling.
I woke up proper.
�The chocolate cake. �
It was the first thing
1 thought of.
I could almost see it
so I thought,
what if I go downstairs
and have a little nibble, yeah?
It was all dark
everyone was in bed
so it must have been really late
but I got out of bed,
crept out of the door
there �s always a creaky floorboard, isn �t there?
Past Mum and Dad �s room,
careful not to tread on bits of broken toys
or bits of Lego
you know what it �s like treading on Lego
with your bare feet,
yowwww
shhhhhhh
downstairs
into the kitchen
open the cupboard
and there it is
all shining.
So I take it out of the cupboard
put it on the table
and I see that
there �s a few crumbs lying about on the plate,
so I lick my finger and run my finger all over the crumbs
scooping them up
and put them into my mouth.
oooooooommmmmmmmm
nice.
Then
I look again
and on one side where it �s been cut,
it �s all crumbly.
So I take a knife
I think I �ll just tidy that up a bit,
cut off the crumbly bits
scoop them all up
and into the mouth
oooooommm mmmm
nice.
Look at the cake again.
That looks a bit funny now,
one side doesn �t match the other
I �ll just even it up a bit, eh?
Take the knife
and slice.
This time the knife makes a little cracky noise
as it goes through that hard icing on top.
A whole slice this time,
into the mouth.
Oh the icing on top
and the icing in the middle
ohhhhhh oooo mmmmmm.
But now
I can �t stop myself
Knife -
1 just take any old slice at it
and I �ve got this great big chunk
and I �m cramming it in
what a greedy pig
but it �s so nice,
and there �s another
and another and I �m squealing and I �m smacking my lips
and I �m stuffing myself with it
and
before I know
I �ve eaten the lot.
The whole lot.
I look at the plate.
It �s all gone.
Oh no
they �re bound to notice, aren �t they,
a whole chocolate cake doesn �t just disappear
does it?
What shall 1 do?
I know. I �ll wash the plate up,
and the knife
and put them away and maybe no one
will notice, eh?
So I do that
and creep creep creep
back to bed
into bed
doze off
licking my lips
with a lovely feeling in my belly.
Mmmmrnmmmmm.
In the morning I get up,
downstairs,
have breakfast,
Mum �s saying,
�Have you got your dinner money? �
and I say,
�Yes. �
�And don �t forget to take some chocolate cake with you. �
I stopped breathing.
�What �s the matter, � she says,
�you normally jump at chocolate cake? �
I �m still not breathing,
and she �s looking at me very closely now.
She �s looking at me just below my mouth.
�What �s that? � she says.
�What �s what? � I say.
�What �s that there? �
�Where? �
�There, � she says, pointing at my chin.
�I don �t know, � I say.
�It looks like chocolate, � she says.
�It �s not chocolate is it? �
No answer.
�Is it? �
�I don �t know. �
She goes to the cupboard
looks in, up, top, middle, bottom,
turns back to me.
�It �s gone.
It �s gone.
You haven �t eaten it, have you? �
�I don �t know. �
�You don �t know. You don �t know if you �ve eaten a whole
chocolate cake or not?
When? When did you eat it? �
So I told her,
and she said
well what could she say?
�That �s the last time I give you any cake to take
to school.
Now go. Get out
no wait
not before you �ve washed your dirty sticky face. �
I went upstairs
looked in the mirror
and there it was,
just below my mouth,
a chocolate smudge.
The give-away.
Maybe she �ll forget about it by next week.
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14 Nov 2011
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moravc
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watch the video...
Michael Rosen is hillarious !
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14 Nov 2011
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MapleLeaf
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Yes, he can tell stories, like our Robert Munch. Very much reminded of him. I have almost all his books.
Thanks for sharing! |
14 Nov 2011
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