Idiomatic Expressions

In our literature class, we have been learning some idiomatic expressions!

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After reading them, we had to do an activity in groups. I was with Silvestre Braun and Ines Galmarini. First, we had to choose 5 idioms and find out the meaning, in order to make a dialogue including them.

Task 1Dialogue

After that we were told to prepare a poster similar to the ones in the examples above!


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Seamus Justin Heaney

  1. In Language and Lit. with Pato, we read about Seamus Heaney, and read and analyze some poems. We did an activity in groups. Then Pato gave us an activity to do individually.


Seamus Justin Heaney was born on April 13, 1939, on a farm in the Castledàwson, County Londonderry region of Northern Ireland, the first of nine children in a Catholic family. He received a scholarship to attend the boarding school St. Columb’s College in Derry and went on to Queens University in Belfast, studying English and graduating in 1961.

In 1953, Heaney’s second youngest brother Christopher was killed in a road accident, aged four. This tragic event is commemorated in one of his most famous poems, ‘Mid-Term Break’. After Christopher’s death, the family moved to a new farm, The Wood, outside the village of Bellaghy. Heaney was deeply influenced by the life of country, which later, found expression in his poetry. But then, as he grew up he also watched the industrial mushroom around him, and soon he saw the rural side of Ireland deplete.


Blackberry-Picking (Rochi v)

In the poem “Blackberry-Picking” we can spot the Rite of Passage that the voice goes through. The poem compares adulthood with childhood. First, the author analyze the exciting life of a blackberry picker. But when the ripe berry decays, the memories of childhood are over. The berries decay means the childhood decay, too. It loses its innocence, and confront the harsh things in life. “I always felt like crying. It wasn’t fair/ That all the lovely canfuls smelt of rot.”, as in “Journey”, the child starts crying when he sees how harsh life is. He picked so many blackberries that they started to get rot, we can relate this excessive blackberry picking as an aspect of an ambitious person, but the child did not learnt, the next summer he did the same. The poem is a flashback, now, Seamus Heaney can understand the meaning of the rotten blackberries, ambition won’t get you anywhere.


Picking—> metaphor for the sweet, innocent childhood.


Late August, given heavy rain and sun

For a full week, the blackberries would ripen.

At first, just one, a glossy purple clot

Among others, red, green, hard as a knot.

You ate that first one and its flesh was sweet

Like thickened wine: summer’s blood was in it

Leaving stains upon the tongue and lust for

Picking. Then red ones inked up and that hunger

Sent us out with milk cans, pea tins, jam-pots

Where briars scratched and wet grass bleached our boots.

Round hayfields, cornfields and potato-drills

We trekked and picked until the cans were full,

Until the tinkling bottom had been covered

With green ones, and on top big dark blobs burned

Like a plate of eyes. Our hands were peppered

With thorn pricks, our palms sticky as Bluebeard’s.


We hoarded the fresh berries in the byre.

But when the bath was filled we found a fur,

A rat-grey fungus, glutting on our cache.

The juice was stinking too. Once off the bush

The fruit fermented, the sweet flesh would turn sour.

I always felt like crying. It wasn’t fair

That all the lovely canfuls smelt of rot.

Each year I hoped they’d keep, knew they would not.


Personal Helicon (Juana)


The poem talks about a man who remembers his childhood. The voice explains how much he enjoyed wells when he was a kid and talks about an anecdote in one of them. At the end of the poem we can see that the voice went back to the well as a grown up.


Since the voice loved wells as a kid, we can spot how innocent he is, since the kid had such an imagination he saw things a grown up can not. He saw a “trapped sky” on the buckets, he paid attention to the smells of the fungus, he was just a kid having fun with something that, in my opinion, is not that fun. By saying this I mean that wells are not fun for adults in order to express the kid’s innocence. This proves the fact he was just a kid. When the voice went back, the poet expresses the fact that all those marvelous things the kid appreciated where not found. This portrays a rite of passage, since all those “echoes that gave back your own call, with a clean new music in it” were now dark. The voice passed through a Rite of Passage, he passed from being an innocent boy to be a grownup.


This well is his “personal helicon”, its his personal instrument or muse. When he was a kid it gives him back his innocence and his naiveness, the well give him joy music. As a grown up, it gives him darkness. The well portrays what he feels. As a kid it portrays his joy, as a grown up it reveals his guilt, he is guilty of ending his family legacy when he started being a poet. Not only the well reflects that, but it also reflects the fact that he grew up, he lost his innocence, that is the rite of passage.


Literary devices:

  • Alliteration: “Dark drop” to emphasize how much the voice loved something simple and dark
  • Olfactory Image: “the smells of waterweed, fungus and dank moss”, the poet portrays the kid’s innocent life and emphasizes it by describing the smells at the wells to make the anecdote more vivid and full of emotions.
  • Metaphor: “trapped sky”, this metaphor represents that the sky is ‘trapped’ in a bucket, it reflects the kid’s innocence since he really believes that it is trapped, when it is actually the reflection of the sky in a bucket of water
  • Simile: “fructified like any aquarium”,
  • Personification: “Echoes gave back your own call”, the echoes are personified in order to express his innocence bu believing the well sang to him
  • Personification: “Darkness echoing”, the echo is personified again to express the fact ir become dark.


Digging (Margui)

Between my finger and my thumb

The squat pen rests; snug as a gun.


Under my window, a clean rasping sound

When the spade sinks into gravelly ground:

My father, digging. I look down


Till his straining rump among the flowerbeds

Bends low, comes up twenty years away

Stooping in rhythm through potato drills

Where he was digging.


The coarse boot nestled on the lug, the shaft

Against the inside knee was levered firmly.

He rooted out tall tops, buried the bright edge deep

To scatter new potatoes that we picked,

Loving their cool hardness in our hands.


By God, the old man could handle a spade.

Just like his old man.


My grandfather cut more turf in a day

Than any other man on Toner’s bog.

Once I carried him milk in a bottle

Corked sloppily with paper. He straightened up

To drink it, then fell to right away

Nicking and slicing neatly, heaving sods

Over his shoulder, going down and down

For the good turf. Digging.


The cold smell of potato mould, the squelch and slap

Of soggy peat, the curt cuts of an edge

Through living roots awaken in my head.

But I’ve no spade to follow men like them.


Between my finger and my thumb

The squat pen rests.

I’ll dig with it.




portrays the relationship between the poet and his father.

* the poet remembers his father and the lineage he comes from.

* the poet reflects on his father  

*  tone: serious and full of reflection.

* The speaker is looking back through the family history, noting how hard his father and his grandfather have worked the land. He is in awe of their achievements yet resigned to the fact that he, as creator of the poem, is destined not to follow them and their digging.

* The speaker’s approach is serious and studied and quietly assured which creates a tone of thoughtful admiration and pride. He has respect for those who were expert diggers.


Metaphor: the pen –> tool to dig inside himself and to take out his feelings, he carries deep inside. Instead of using a spade as a tool to dig, he uses a pen.


In the poem, there is a rite of passage since the speaker digs for his identity:


In this case, the pen is the object of desire

In this poem, the voice avoids following his father steps = trespassing  the father figure and its authority.

A dare —> cut off its family tradition.

Understand the mischief —> Heaney is aware by the end of the poem with the fact that his skill of digging with a pen is as powerful as his forefathers’ act of digging for the survival.


In this poem, the voice is able to accept his internal change, his loss of innocence.


Circular structure = circle of life (internal journey)


Death of a Naturalist

All year the flax-dam festered in the heart
Of the townland; green and heavy headed
Flax had rotted there, weighted down by huge sods.
Daily it sweltered in the punishing sun.
Bubbles gargled delicately, bluebottles
Wove a strong gauze of sound around the smell.
There were dragonflies, spotted butterflies,
But best of all was the warm thick slobber
Of frogspawn that grew like clotted water
In the shade of the banks. Here, every spring
I would fill jampotfuls of the jellied
Specks to range on window sills at home,
On shelves at school, and wait and watch until
The fattening dots burst, into nimble
Swimming tadpoles. Miss Walls would tell us how
The daddy frog was called a bullfrog
And how he croaked and how the mammy frog
Laid hundreds of little eggs and this was
Frogspawn. You could tell the weather by frogs too
For they were yellow in the sun and brown
In rain.

   Then one hot day when fields were rank
With cowdung in the grass the angry frogs
Invaded the flax-dam; I ducked through hedges
To a coarse croaking that I had not heard
Before. The air was thick with a bass chorus.
Right down the dam gross bellied frogs were cocked
On sods; their loose necks pulsed like sails. Some hopped:
The slap and plop were obscene threats. Some sat
Poised like mud grenades, their blunt heads farting.
I sickened, turned, and ran. The great slime kings
Were gathered there for vengeance and I knew
That if I dipped my hand the spawn would clutch it.


This poem is about a young boy that had his first biology class. He loved seeing all that insects and small animals, and listen to his teacher. Here it shows the innocent part of childhood and the unconditional trust to the adults. But at the end of the poem, the boy saw something that would change his perspective of life and he would loss his innocence. That’s why this poem has a rite of passage.


Their steps are:

Object of desire—> The knowledge of biology that the boy wants to have.


Trespassing the authority—>

He trespass the teacher’s lesson


A dare—>

there isn’t a dare


Understand the mischief—>

understanding how babies are born



Accepts his loss of innocence


The title is very important as it is connected to the poem. At first, the word Naturalist is a reference to the boy and his interest of biology, a potential Naturalist. The word death is a metaphor (as anybody died). The death of that feeling of naturalist that the boy had.


All the poems of Seamus Justin Heaney that we read, deal with the childhood of a kid. This poems refer to different aspects of the childhood, of the relationship with his family specially with his father or his experience in school. Also, these poems compare childhood with adulthood and it always ends with a rite of passage and «maturity».


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Frankie goes to Hollywood – two tribes

The song that I chose to analyse is Frankie goes to Hollywood – two tribes.

Frankie goes to Hollywood, was a pop group of Liverpool, Britain in the 80s. Their most famous song was Relax. Their name came from an article of the New York magazine of Frank Sinatra.


Here is the video:



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How to write an academic paper

During this classes we searched about new techniques to write an academic paper.

Here is our mind map:


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“Death” by William Bell Scott

¨  I am the one whose thought
Is as the deed; I have no brother, and
         No father; years
Have never seen my power begin. A chain
Doth bind all things to me. In my hand, man,–
Infinite thinker,–vanishes as doth
The worm that he creates, as doth the moth
That it creates, as doth the limb minute
That stirs upon that moth. My being is
         Inborn with all things, and
         With all things doth expand.

¨          But fear me not; I am
The hoary dust, the shut ear, the profound,
         The deep of night,
When Nature’s universal heart doth cease
To beat; communicating nothing; dark
And tongueless, negative of all things. Yet
Fear me not, man; I am the blood that flows
Within thee,–I am change; and it is I
Creates a joy within thee, when thou feel’st
Manhood and new untried superior powers
Rising before thee: I it is can make
         Old things give place
         To thy free race.

¨        All things are born for me.
His father and his mother,–yet man hates
         Me foolishly.
An easy spirit and a free lives on,
But he who fears the ice doth stumble.Walk
Straight onward peacefully,–I am a friend
Will pass thee graciously: but grudge and weep
And cark,–I’ll be a cold chain around thy neck
Into the grave, each day a link drawn in,
Until thy face shall be upon the turf,
         And the hair from thy crown
         Be blown like thistle-down “


General idea: In this poem, there is a personification of Death and it explains his virtues and why we shouldn’t live our lives in fear of him. His point is basically that death is an intrical and inescapable part of life, high and low, and that if we spend our lives trying to avoid or stave off death our efforts will mean that we avoid actually living our lives and ultimately death will catch up with all of us anyway.


Death is a part of who we are. It is not death itself but our attitude towards it that he creates our fears.  



First stanza:

  It tells the reader clearly that death is the voice ”In my hand, man,–
Infinite thinker,–vanishes”


Second stanza:

  Death orders us not to fear it, thanks to it we can experience change, and superior powers. “I am change; and it is I
Creates a joy within thee, when thou feel’st
Manhood and new untried superior powers”


Third stanza:

  Death tells us that we live thanks to it, we should be friends with it. As time goes by we’re closer to it, so we should embrace it, if we do, death won’t be a problem, we will get to live peacefully as we walk towards death. If we fear death, we will live our lives with fear, and it will become a burden: “Walk
Straight onward peacefully,–I am a friend
Will pass thee graciously: but grudge and weep
And cark,–I’ll be a cold chain around thy neck
Into the grave, each day a link drawn in”


Language: death is personified and it is having a conversation with the reader.

Adresse: every human.

Enjambment: this literary device portrays the poem as disorganized and messy to symbolize the human mind and ideas.

Rhyme:  And the hair from thy crown
         Be blown like thistle-down. The rhyme is used to help the reader to remember


Imagery: “but who fears the eyes doth stumble. Walk / straight downward peacefully, -I am a friend / Will pass graciously: but grudge and weep / and cark, -I’ll be a cold chain round the neck”. This quote shows what death will mean to those who fear it.


Imagery is description using the five senses. Some of the images in this poem include comparing man to a moth, a creature that has only a short time on earth, while death is likened to «hoary dust,» sleep, the dark and blood. People who fear and worry about death are compared to those who fear walking on ice and as a result stumble. In the final line, the hair of the dead is likened to «thistle down,» suggesting it is growing up out of the grave as the body returns to nature.



Worshiping death
Relation to familial ties









Stanza one- ominous, dark, powerful, mysterious
Stanza two- comforting, making an appeal
Stanza three- warning, cautionary, advisory


Clearly this is focused on death, positioning it in terms of being eternal, inescapable, but at the same time as something that gives us freedom and releases us from the strains of life as the ultimate sleep.


The poet’s striking words

Vanishes– indicates the nature of death as very swift. ‘Vanishes’ is used as a hyperbole to stress upon the nature of death.

Inborn– Death is part and parcel of us . It’s effect is that it urges readers to accept Death as natural as much as we fear it.

Hoary dust– Hoary expresses the color connotation of death by William .B .Scott. Death is greyish white in short. This greyish white color ,in comparison with dust , symbolizes ashes which is related to death and paints out the scary nature of death to the reader.

¨Expand– shows death just keeps on evolving, is intermittent and will just keep on claiming lives .To a reader this usage of the word “expand” indicates that death will keep expanding in his or her eyes till the reader himself is  consumed by it.

¨The shut ear– Indicative of the silent nature of death .It comes swiftly and goes away swiftly as well.


Scott Bell:

The man had a simple life, he was an intelligent artist and poet. He married Letitia Margery Norquoy, they had a childless marriage. We readers can think that he wrote this poem because he had a simple life (compared with other artists), so he believed that maybe his purpose in the world was to die.



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Quiz on Connectors

Task 2: I did it with Milagros Mendez.

If you are an urban dweller, you may know the real meaning of urbanization. 1. …however…, this does not always indicate your sufficient insight in the “uncontrolled urbanization”  topic too. To form a causal chain, it is right to say that more jobs, more services in the urban side and absence of land in the countryside force people to migrate to larger cities which brings about uncontrolled urbanization. 2…but .., some problems arise such as unemployment,inadequacy of infrastructure/services and some environmentally unwanted events as well as unpleasant demographic incidents.


3…anyway….., it is a good point to dig up the reasons for people to come to larger cities. First of all, by all accounts, cities are perceived to offer a wide variety of job opportunities on the grounds that there are very different branches of  businesses in cities. Inasmuch as unemployment level is hugely high in the rural areas and the work is only about farming in contrast to countless business sectors in chief cities, more and more people choose searching for their chances in the metropolis.


4…here…., comes another significant reason: There are better services in cities. As a matter of fact, transportation is extremely developed so as to make use of time efficiently. Medical services are supported with the latest technological improvements, there are unbelievably modern hospitals. 5…and…, education is taken into account seriously. There are very high-quality schools with excellent teachers, teaching with up-to-date techniques. None of these can be found in the rural areas, at this stage.


6…among…. factors causing migration to big cities, there is a strong push factor stemming from absence of enough land. It would be very hard and useless to cultivate the land if it is too small to make an agricultural production. One important thing triggers this incident increasingly during the last years; namely, division of land. To explain, in the rural areas when someone dies, the inheritance would usually be the land. 7……so……, the land is divided into many parts due to the fact that in the countryside it is common to have lots of children and they all have rights to take one part of the inherited land. 8…but…, what they get are useless small lands rather than a gigantic land which is capable of making a great deal of agricultural production itself. The inability to do the only thing, farming, again brings about migration to big cities with the hopes of making money.


As mentioned earlier, all these facts and figures necessitate uncontrolled urbanization, in the midst of the causal chain. 9……but……, what are the side effects and drawbacks of this growth?


Task 3:

Use: since, due to, in order to, as a result of, because x2, but, so that and although x2

To do this task, leave a comment with the answers. In to weeks I’ll post the answers, so you can check it. 🙂


1) Philip signed a warning at school today …………. he wasn’t doing anything wrong.

2) We all had a party in class today …….. our history teacher was absent.

3) We are all studying chemistry ……….. the exam this afternoon.

4) We are all working ………. pass the subject.

5) You are doing this quiz ……….. of the project homework.

6) The girls are leaving early today ……… they have a festival.

7) I would have studied more for today …….. I had a party last night.

8) Pato gave us this activity ………. we learn more connectors.

9) Malek won’t turn his volume down …………. we told him to.

10) We are hungry ……….. it’s late.

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We had worked a lot of classes with a new poem called «To the Evening Star».

Here is a poster that Juana Perez and me created!

Our Poster!

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The End of E-portfolio

Throughout this year in literature, we had worked in this new project called “E-porfolio”. This new experience was very difficult to understand, but at the end it was simpler than it seem. This was my favourite topic of the year, as for the first time, I had the freedom to exploit my imagination, and compare all the activities that I do at school with anything that I want, for example: movies, books, personal experiences, songs and other things that I did at school. All these interesting activities, not only helped me to understand better the topics that we saw in literature, but also to learn how to make deep connections between things, which it will be very useful for all my life.

The E-portfolio replaced most of the essays. This type of writing, also needs connections and a personal analysis, but as they have an “Essay Question”, your imagination is very limited, and it can’t be squeezed. Also, I have been writing essays, since I entered secondary school, so it became a little boring, and the easy way to do the activities. So I am grateful that this activity was introduced to replace the essay, making the classes more dynamic and a different challenge. 🙂

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The Girl in The Looking-Glass: A Reflection


This is an incredible story that lives a huge message behind. This message is connected with what I have learned in my spiritual retreat

The society of nowadays is very materialistic. All the real people are covered by the new phones, the fashion clothes and the cool activities that we do. This masks of our souls don’t show what we really are, so the other people only see our superficial things and they won’t know who we really are. The people are leaving a life that is a big lie, so at the end we are empty.

There is one solution to this new problem, that Virginia Woolf saw many years ago, that is the end of her story “The Girl in The Looking-Glass: A Reflection”. All the society needs a pure light that is so strong, that all our mask will fall. We will see how ourself really are, and I hope that it won’t be too late to repair them.

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The Destructors

The Destructors is a very good story, that is about a group of children that tried to clear their minds of all the suffering that they had, by creating a gang where they were could feel free. They were in a post-war situation, where they suffered a lot, and all the city was destroyed by air bombs. These ideas are very similar to a famous movie for children called, Narnia.


In both situations, the children faced the consequences of war.

In Narnia, after the first bombing in London, the brothers were sent to a farmhouse, far away from the city, so they could be safe from the bombs. There, Lucy found a wardrobe which was the entry to a magical world called Narnia. For me, this strange world, where the protagonists were heroes, was the only way which they could forget the situation where they were passing through.


In the destructors, the gang that tried to break the law was another way, in which children that suffered from the same war could feel free, so they could forget all that years where they suffered a lot, being afraid of the death that was always around them.

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