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Winter 2006 Mini-saga Project for Y5B and Y5C students

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Fear

They heard a vague murmur, peculiar and sorrowful, just above them. Then they saw it — it looked like an old man, stained in blood. They tried to move but they could not. Their hearts beat anxiously. Finally, when they were able to move again, they ran away from that place.

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Costa Rica is a small country in Central America. It is located between the Pacific and the Atlantic Ocean. It is a country full of contrasts. In its lush jungle, we can see from exotic animals to active volcanoes.

Costa Rica’s subtropical climate invites visiting the country all year through.

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The wind moved the lace curtains betaking the autumn. What I did not know was that it also betook your departure. We had grown together and time was separating us as the wind snatches the leaves of the cherry trees. I hope you come back in time for the cherries.

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November (2003)

The point of “November”, the film, is the need of an independent, free and improvised theatre, useful to change this fucking, unfair and ugly world. Art is a weapon loaded with future so let’s use it properly, please – the world needs it, so do we… Be selfish for once!

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Dream

It was only my head, beating very hard. Three hours before, the street looked as if it were going to rain. A huge crowd seemed to absorb me deeper in, dragging me very far away. Wake up! Wake up! And I could see my mummy’s face smiling at me mischievously.

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Dreams

She was in the middle of the library with some books in her arms. She had always wanted to be a student as those who didn’t have to leave school as she had had to.

—Put those books in their place —grumbled her boss.

Her dream would never come true.

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I was watching the girl who was playing with my son. There was something familiar in her playful smile, in her gaze… for a strange reason it brought me memories of love, youth, innocence…

A man called her suddenly, crossly — twenty years later, in a different city, but he was...