Bueno, aunque un poco tarde, pero esta es la primera presentación que realizo en el blog. No lo hice antes por el poco uso que le daba, pero de ahora en adelante tendrá más uso.
Me llamo Jaime Rodríguez, curso el 2º de Bachillerato en el IES Nestor Almendros en la sección de ciencias de la salud en Tomares, donde resido. Realmente el uso de este blog (a parte del uso que le dimos el año pasado con Gloria en EF) será mayoritariamente para la asignatura de TIC.
Y esta asignatura nos es muy útil, ya que las TIC han tenido una gran incidencia en nuestra vida como muestro en la siguiente línea del tiempo, donde se ve su influencia en el desarrollo de mi aún corta vida.
jueves, 25 de octubre de 2012
domingo, 21 de octubre de 2012
Chapter 2- Teachers
One of my favourite teachers I've ever had is Adriana. She was a French teacher and she was really nice.
She was old, but didn't look so old; she dressed like a youger woman and understood so well children. It was our first year in the high school and also the first year I had French lessons, but she didn't care, she knew that and she tried to make us the subject easier.
Her classes were not very difficult, she was very pacient and also knew how to explain things clearly. But she did not let us relax, and we didn't do it, unconsciensly we wouldn't do it. Exams were also not so difficult, and at the end I had good marks and learnt a lot.
It was a pity that she went out. I haven't seen her again, and I would like to be with her again in French. To sum up, one of the best teachers.
She was old, but didn't look so old; she dressed like a youger woman and understood so well children. It was our first year in the high school and also the first year I had French lessons, but she didn't care, she knew that and she tried to make us the subject easier.
Her classes were not very difficult, she was very pacient and also knew how to explain things clearly. But she did not let us relax, and we didn't do it, unconsciensly we wouldn't do it. Exams were also not so difficult, and at the end I had good marks and learnt a lot.
It was a pity that she went out. I haven't seen her again, and I would like to be with her again in French. To sum up, one of the best teachers.
lunes, 15 de octubre de 2012
Chapter 1-My earliest memory
My earliest memory in the high school is the first day that I came here.
Well, the really first day was when I was still at primary school. It was a visit we had to do. It seem to me like everyone was very old and it was not for us.
But my first day was more special. I knew some poeple from school, and other from playing football with them in a team. We were all in the playground. Suddenly, the bell rang, so we had to go in, look for our classes and start queuing.
Mrs Celis appeared doing the check in. We went into the class and sat in alphabetic order. I didn't know the people I was sitting with, Pablo and Sendra, so it wasn't as good as I wanted.
And that's all I can remember from my first day.
Well, the really first day was when I was still at primary school. It was a visit we had to do. It seem to me like everyone was very old and it was not for us.
But my first day was more special. I knew some poeple from school, and other from playing football with them in a team. We were all in the playground. Suddenly, the bell rang, so we had to go in, look for our classes and start queuing.
Mrs Celis appeared doing the check in. We went into the class and sat in alphabetic order. I didn't know the people I was sitting with, Pablo and Sendra, so it wasn't as good as I wanted.
And that's all I can remember from my first day.
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