Happy Halloween !!!

Esta semana hemos celebrado Halloween!! 
Hemos hecho unas mascaras que han quedado… ¡Terroríficas!
Hemos elegido una canción en inglés, la hemos aprendido y representado para los alumnos de otras clases. Estas son las fotos de nuestro gran día!

Os deseamos a todos … HAPPY HALLOWEEN!





Let's go! Empezamos el curso !


Hemos cargado las baterías y empezamos un nuevo curso con energía e ilusión!

Back to school!

Quien dice septiembre...dice vuelta a las aulas. Pruebas de nivel, speaking...
¡Este año, aprende inglés con Speak Smile!




Bonne rentrée!

Regardez comment cette entreprise de Sophia Antipolis (près de Nice) accueille ses salariés après les vacances... Histoire de recommencer avec le sourire!
Bonne rentrée!




Je vais "à" ou "chez" le boulanger?

Pour ne plus faire la faute, regardez cette vidéo publiée dans le Figaro aujourd'hui!



Droit à la déconnexion (suite), l'exemple de Séoul



Séoul obligé d'arrêter les ordinateurs de force pour que les fonctionnaires travaillent...moins! Lisez l'article du Figaro en cliquant sur la photo. 

http://www.lefigaro.fr/conjoncture/2018/03/26/20002-20180326ARTFIG00244-les-fonctionnaires-coreens-travaillent-trop-seoul-va-forcer-l-arret-des-ordinateurs-le-soir.php

Droit à la déconnexion en France

En 2017 a été votée la loi du droit à la déconnexion en France.
Que dit la loi? Comment est-elle appliquée?


Sortie du nouvel album de Grand Corps Malade

Voici le lien vers la chaîne You Tube de Grand Corps Malade, qui vient de sortir son dernier album Plan B :

General Electric va construire en France la plus grande éolienne offshore du monde

Cette éolienne version XXL devrait pouvoir produire 45% d'énergie supplémentaire par rapport aux turbines actuellement sur le marché. Sa mise en construction devrait permettre la pérennisation et la création de nombreux emplois sur les sites de Saint-Nazaire et Cherbourg.

Cliquez sur la photo pour lire l'article.
http://www.lefigaro.fr/conjoncture/2018/03/01/20002-20180301ARTFIG00347-general-electric-va-construire-en-france-la-plus-grande-eolienne-offshore-du-monde.php

Lacoste remplace son crocodile par des espèces menacées

La marque française a mis en vente des polos où sont représentées des espèces en danger d'extinction, en lieu en place du célèbre logo. Pour chacune des dix espèces, le nombre de polos produits correspond au nombre de spécimens encore vivants.

Lisez cet article du Figaro pour connaître le nouveau logo de Lacoste.

Actualité : Le Figaro publie son "best of" du 13 et 14 janvier 2018.

Comme chaque dimanche soir, le journal LE FIGARO publie aujourd'hui son "grand best of du week-end du 13 et 14 janvier". En quelques lignes et vidéos, vous saurez tout de l'actualité de ces derniers jours.
Rapide et instructif! Cliquez sur la photo!

http://www.lefigaro.fr/actualite-france/2018/01/14/01016-20180114ARTFIG00129-le-grand-best-of-du-week-end-des-13-et-14-janvier-2018.php

Au revoir 2017, bonjour 2018!


Avez-vous une bonne mémoire? Pour le savoir, répondez à ce quiz sur les événements marquants de 2017. 
http://ici.radio-canada.ca/nouvelles/special/questionnaires/2017/12/retrospective-actualite-annee-2017/

Et pour vérifier vos réponses, voici une réponse en images: 15 photos de 2017. Cliquez sur la photo. 
http://ici.radio-canada.ca/nouvelle/1073115/retrospective-internationale-evenements-monde-2017


Et pour finir, voici une vidéo des grands rendez-vous de 2018:

 

BONNE ANNÉE!

Christmas Unwrapped- The History of Christmas, Part 1



Did you ever wonder why we decorate Christmas trees, use holly or even celebrate Christmas on the 25th? This 10 minute video from the History Channel is the first part in a five part series about where some of these traditions and symbolism come from. 


Christmas Poem



You may think that Coca-cola was the one who created Santa Claus, but his poem from 1822 by Clement Clarke Moore was the first one to really create the image of Santa as we know him today… gentle, white beard, rosy cheeks and a belly that shakes like a bowl full of jelly.
By Clement Clarke Moore
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN!
On, COMET! on CUPID! on, DONNER and BLITZEN!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!