domingo, 10 de abril de 2016

Travelling to Amsterdam


It was seven o'clock in the morning when we took off from our home headed to Lisbon Airport. Destination: Amsterdam! We were going on a friends trip. No parents to alert you for "the dangers of the world" while travelling. Of course, you have to be careful, but do you really need to be alerted every five minutes?

I had been packing for hours. So many things to carry with me: clothes, eletronic devices, books, everything. I felt like a turtle with my home on my back. With all this in my backpack and my group of friends waiting, ready to embrace the adventure of being alone in an unknown country. The flight was the most boring part. All of us had been in a plane before and nothing was new.

Once on land, one thing stood out. There were bikes everywhere. Small and enormous ones, vintage and futuristic, for young and old people. Besides that, we visited many places. We went to Het Museumplein, which is a plaza that houses many museums like the Van Gogh Museum. It is the plaza with the "I amsterdam" in red and white sculpture. I also enjoyed myself on a little boat at the channel tour we made. It was awesome! The people seemed very nice to us but I felt like a parasite among them. I thought I was taking their space away. However, that didn't stopped us from having fun together. I had much fun too, running around from one place to another always with a camera to record every moment.

I have to say this trip was one of the best holidays I have ever had. I felt great in every single moment of our journey. All the hard work to make some funds to get to The Netherlands had been paid off. On the other hand, I would have liked to be more than five days in Amsterdam. I had thought I was going to do so many things and I ended up doing not even half of them.
Daniel Barreto
nº 7
11º C

sábado, 9 de abril de 2016

Mountain top

It's been quite some time now, since I had a good memorable journey to tell about.
I remember this time, a few years ago, when I went to a friend of mine's summer house, and we decided to go mountain climbing. We were not well prepared, to be honest. With us, we only had a backpack with our lunch, nothing else.
All the four of us headed down to the trail on which the journey would begin. We were slightly nervous, but no fear could stop us from reaching the mountain peak.
Soon after the journey began, we realized that the trail was long gone, and we had to mind our steps very carefully. The mountain edge was very steep, and we only had some vegetation to grab on. Most of us were feeling as if we were about to fall, but we managed to get to the top.
It was a very rewarding experience overall. We had the chance to observe the gorgeous landscape, and to feel the adrenaline rush while we were climbing.

Ricardo Castelhano
nº 24
11º C


My memorable journey

One of my favourite journeys was when I went backpacking in the mountains.
I and my older cousins spent three days and two nights walking through the mountains.
Before the trip we had to do a lot of preparation. We already had most of the equipment like tents, sleeping bags and other basic things, but we had to buy food and medical supplies.
We also studied the maps and the trails because it is very easy to get lost in the wild.



The first day was amazing, but also very difficult. We saw extraordinary landscapes, plants and animals. At first, it was a bit scary to be alone in the wild, but it also felt really good to be away from the big cities and all the noise.
It was hard to walk for so many hours and by the end of the day we were exhausted and our feet hurt so much.
The night was incredible! The sky was beautiful and full of stars.
The next two days we visited the most amazing places and we also met some great people along the way.
By the end of the journey we were really tired and our legs and feet hurt so much that we could barely walk. But it was completely worth it.
It was a wonderful experience for all of us, and we will definitely do it again.


Beatriz Santos
nº 4
11º C

Should you say "me" or "I"?


Me or I?







When there's no memorable journey......


Once upon a time I went to Vietnam to meet a friend.
I packed lots of food for I didn't know if I liked vietnamese food. Also clothes and money.
I travelled alone for I didn't want anyone to go with me, but Mariana's spirit did go.
While I was in the plane I kept talking to Mariana's spirit but only I could see it, so the other people must have thought I was crazy.
I saw many, many things that I can't describe with words. I was happy all the time, for meeting my friend and spending time knowing new places and a totally different culture.
This is all an imaginary story for I have no memorable journey.

Madalena Rodrigues, 11º B

terça-feira, 23 de fevereiro de 2016

Interacting Theatre Company

KING ARTHUR AND HIS ALMOST ROUND TABLE



Movie makers:
Mariana Mota
António Tomás
Muhammad Waqas
Francisco Monteiro
11 C

On 29 January 2016 classes 11 B and 11 C went to The Auditorium Santa Joana Princesa to watch the play King Arthur and his Almost Round Table performed by The Interacting Theatre Company . Besides the contact with native speakers, the piece was quite fun and the students were called on stage to participate in the play. António Tomás performed Sir Lancelot.

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sexta-feira, 12 de fevereiro de 2016

Vergílio Ferreira e Mário Dionísio - Uma lição de vida




Yesterday there was a conference in the school Old Library about Vergílio Ferreira and Mário Dionísio, as part of the celebration of the centenary of their birth. They were two teachers and writers, who were friends, but became enemies due to different political points of view. I had the privilege of being a student in Escola Secundária de Camões during my teens and Vergílio Ferreira was one of my teachers. He was The Teacher who would mark my life the most since then.

The lecturer, Maria Alzira Seixo, was faithful when she described Vergilio Ferreira's unique way of being and pulled me back almost forty years. I recalled his lessons, his talkings, the accounts of his travels, the scorn with which he criticized other writers. Thank you so much Professor Maria Alzira Seixo.
Ana Couto
(I went with my class 10th B)