My fellow citizens: I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you’ve bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors.

I thank President Bush for his service to our nation — (applause) — as well as the generosity and cooperation he has shown throughout this transition.

Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath. The words have been spoken during rising tides of prosperity and the still waters of peace. Yet, every so often, the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms. At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or vision of those in high office, but because we, the people, have remained faithful to the ideals of our forebears and true to our founding documents.

So it has been; so it must be with this generation of Americans.

That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war against a far-reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy is badly weakened, a consequence of greed and irresponsibility on the part of some, but also our collective failure to make hard choices and prepare the nation for a new age. Homes have been lost, jobs shed, businesses shuttered. Our health care is too costly, our schools fail too many — and each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy strengthen our adversaries and threaten our planet.

These are the indicators of crisis, subject to data and statistics. Less measurable, but no less profound, is a sapping of confidence across our land; a nagging fear that America’s decline is inevitable, that the next generation must lower its sights.

Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this America: They will be met. (Applause.)

On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord. On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn-out dogmas that for far too long have strangled our politics. We remain a young nation. But in the words of Scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free, and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness. (Applause.)

In reaffirming the greatness of our nation we understand that greatness is never a given. It must be earned. Our journey has never been one of short-cuts or settling for less. It has not been the path for the faint-hearted, for those that prefer leisure over work, or seek only the pleasures of riches and fame. Rather, it has been the risk-takers, the doers, the makers of things — some celebrated, but more often men and women obscure in their labor — who have carried us up the long rugged path towards prosperity and freedom.

For us, they packed up their few worldly possessions and traveled across oceans in search of a new life. For us, they toiled in sweatshops, and settled the West, endured the lash of the whip, and plowed the hard earth. For us, they fought and died in places like Concord and Gettysburg, Normandy and Khe Sahn.

Time and again these men and women struggled and sacrificed and worked till their hands were raw so that we might live a better life. They saw America as bigger than the sum of our individual ambitions, greater than all the differences of birth or wealth or faction.

This is the journey we continue today. We remain the most prosperous, powerful nation on Earth. Our workers are no less productive than when this crisis began. Our minds are no less inventive, our goods and services no less needed than they were last week, or last month, or last year. Our capacity remains undiminished. But our time of standing pat, of protecting narrow interests and putting off unpleasant decisions — that time has surely passed. Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America. (Applause.)

For everywhere we look, there is work to be done. The state of our economy calls for action, bold and swift. And we will act, not only to create new jobs, but to lay a new foundation for growth. We will build the roads and bridges, the electric grids and digital lines that feed our commerce and bind us together. We’ll restore science to its rightful place, and wield technology’s wonders to raise health care’s quality and lower its cost. We will harness the sun and the winds and the soil to fuel our cars and run our factories. And we will transform our schools and colleges and universities to meet the demands of a new age. All this we can do. All this we will do.

Now, there are some who question the scale of ourambitions, who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short, for they have forgotten what this country has already done, what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage. What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them, that the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long no longer apply.

The question we ask today is not whether our government is too big or too small, but whether it works — whether it helps families find jobs at a decent wage, care they can afford, a retirement that is dignified. Where the answer is yes, we intend to move forward. Where the answer is no, programs will end. And those of us who manage the public’s dollars will be held to account, to spend wisely, reform bad habits, and do our business in the light of day, because only then can we restore the vital trust between a people and their government.

Nor is the question before us whether the market is a force for good or ill. Its power to generate wealth and expand freedom is unmatched. But this crisis has reminded us that without a watchful eye, the market can spin out of control. The nation cannot prosper long when it favors only the prosperous. The success of our economy has always depended not just on the size of our gross domestic product, but on the reach of our prosperity, on the ability to extend opportunity to every willing heart — not out of charity, but because it is the surest route to our common good. (Applause.)

As for our common defense, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our Founding Fathers — (applause) — our Founding Fathers, faced with perils that we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man — a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience sake. (Applause.)

And so, to all the other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born, know that America is a friend of each nation, and every man, woman and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity. And we are ready to lead once more. (Applause.)

Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with the sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.

We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort, even greater cooperation and understanding between nations. We will begin to responsibly leave Iraq to its people and forge a hard-earned peace in Afghanistan. With old friends and former foes, we’ll work tirelessly to lessen the nuclear threat, and roll back the specter of a warming planet.

We will not apologize for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defense. And for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken — you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you. (Applause.)

For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus, and non-believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace.

To the Muslim world, we seek a new way forward, based on mutual interest and mutual respect. To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict, or blame their society’s ills on the West, know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. (Applause.)

To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history, but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist. (Applause.)

To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to the suffering outside our borders, nor can we consume the world’s resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it.

As we consider the role that unfolds before us, we remember with humble gratitude those brave Americans who at this very hour patrol far-off deserts and distant mountains. They have something to tell us, just as the fallen heroes who lie in Arlington whisper through the ages.

We honor them not only because they are the guardians of our liberty, but because they embody the spirit of service — a willingness to find meaning in something greater than themselves.

And yet at this moment, a moment that will define a generation, it is precisely this spirit that must inhabit us all. For as much as government can do, and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break, the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is the firefighter’s courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but also a parent’s willingness to nurture a child that finally decides our fate.

Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends — honesty and hard work, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism — these things are old. These things are true. They have been the quiet force of progress throughout our history.

What is demanded, then, is a return to these truths. What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility — a recognition on the part of every American that we have duties to ourselves, our nation and the world; duties that we do not grudgingly accept, but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character than giving our all to a difficult task.

This is the price and the promise of citizenship. This is the source of our confidence — the knowledge that God calls on us to shape an uncertain destiny. This is the meaning of our liberty and our creed, why men and women and children of every race and every faith can join in celebration across this magnificent mall; and why a man whose father less than 60 years ago might not have been served in a local restaurant can now stand before you to take a most sacred oath. (Applause.)

So let us mark this day with remembrance of who we are and how far we have traveled. In the year of America’s birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At the moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words to be read to the people:

“Let it be told to the future world…that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive… that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet [it].”

America: In the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children’s children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God’s grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.

Thank you. God bless you. And God bless the United States of America. (Applause.)

Attention! Je ne donne pas le nom du personnage si le le reconnais: je le fais deviner!

La classe est divisée en deux groupes. L’un des 2 groupes a le dessin et doit restituer au groupe qui ne l’a pas ce qu’il voit. La conformité avec ce qui est décrit est plus importante que le rendu du dessin. La forme be+ing est à uilisée dans ce contexte de description présente devant nous.

Je décris minutieusement ce dessin réalisé par le célèbre couturier français Christian Lacroix à l’occasion de la cérémonie de l’inauguration du 20 janvier 2009 et publié par le quotidien américain WWD. Le groupe qui n’a pas le dessin doit poser deswh-questions au groupe qui possède le dessin.

Words to be used for your description:

to wear, a scarf,a bright blue coat , a belt, earrings, gloves,high heels

looking rather young

fair complexion as opposed to dark complexion

a brooch

slim= mince

tall as opposed to small

long legs

looking very feminine

stylish = qui a de la classe

looking smart and elegant

smart a plusieurs sens:

intelligent./e
elegant/e

Quand le professeur le décide, une mise en commun s’effectue.

J’utilise deux comparatifs de supériorité et d’égalité en donnant mon avis sur les différences entre le dessin et la réalité:

slim- tall- elegant -smart

I draw the following conclusion:

ce qui est évident

It is obvious that

ce qui me frappe

What strikes me

What I find striking is

travail:rechercher des informations sur wikipedia sur Michelle Obama (present simple)

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michelle_Obama

Cadre européen des langues. CO-CE-EO-EE-IO

thèmes : la représentation, l’image et sa restitution, l’idéal et la réalité, la haute couture, le graphisme, la civilisation américaine

Contes et rencontres autour des droits de l’ Homme

Contes et rencontres autour des droits de l’Homme

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Ces écrits ont été réalisés suite au conte donné en salle polyvalente du collège par Denis Yellow Thunder lors du premier trimestre. Les élèves ont eu plusieurs semaines pour écrire et ont eu un choix à effectuer:

1-reprendre l’intégralité du conte de Dennis Yellow Thunder, amérindien Lakota Dakota

2-créer leur propre conte

Objectifs recherchés en conformité avec le cadre européen des langues nos programmes ainsi que le projet d’établissement

Donner à l’élève l’impression d’une certaine liberté de création tout en lui imposant des contraintes respectant la trame du conte. Créer une motivation dans l’apprentissage de la langue et dans sa pratique de manière à mobiliser l’élève par rapport à son savoir faire: envie de communiquer, sens de ce qui est juste et de ce qui ne l’est pas, utilisation de sa motivation pour les nouvelles technologies.

Différents stades de la production finale: les élèves ont eu la possibilité de travailler par étape et d’envoyer par courriel des ébauches du conte, ce qui permet aussi de suivre leur progression, de donner des explications grammaticales individualisées et de se rendre compte de l’authenticité des contenus, d’ailleurs la spécificité des contes choisis est aussi le témoignage de l’authenticité et du respect du droit d’auteur

Le recours au dictionnaire était un passage obligé ainsi qu’une utilisation raisonnée des logiciels de traduction. Eurodicautom a été suggéré aux élèves.

Respect du schéma du conte:

« Once upon a time, there was… » situation de départ+ conflit

+résolution du conflit +morale transposable à différentes situations ou époques ou cultures.

Objectifs recherchés:

intégrer des éléments variés de la civilisation américaine

suivi de la campagne présidentielle, écriture d’une lettre au candidat Barack Obama lors de son élection à la tête du parti démocrate
relier des éléments du programme de l’histoire des Etats-Unis
en amont: les élèves devaient s’entraîner pour poser des questions
What is the meaning of your name? What is your language? How do you live? Where do you live? Can you talk about your way of life? Your habits? etc..nous avions déjà étudié la première unité du manuel consacrée aux Etats-Unis(musique et histoire)
mise en place d’une carte où les élèves pouvaient situer l’ensemble des communautés amérindiennes sur le territoire.

validation d’items de B2I pour le brevet des collèges

objectifs grammaticaux:le passé, forme simple et forme be+bv+ing: aspect et emploi

le conditionnel: I would

l’hypothèse: if I could, I would… 1/6

le passif: à cet égard, les débuts des articles 2, 4,5,7 de la Déclaration universelle des droits de l’homme s’y prêtent:

everyone is entitled, no one shall be held in slavery, no one shall be subjected to toture, all are equal before the law and are entitled without discrimination to …

théâtralisation des histoires à l’oral, notamment lors de l’accompagnement éducatif pour le conte du lac Saint Point ( récit collectif)

la syntaxe ordre des mots, des propositions principales et relatives, place des adverbes de fréquence et le vocabulaire (emploi des adjectifs à la bonne place pour ce qui est de l’adjectif épithète) -on souligne les différences entre le français et l’anglais

apports culturels supplémentaires:

Etablir du lien et du sens entre les différentes activités liées aux différentes matières.

Prise de conscience des similitudes d’une culture à une autre.

L’absence d’esprit de revanche de Dennis Yellow Thunder est évident dans la manière de raconter son conte et aussi son histoire. L’utilisation de sa langue maternelle, le lakota, est un élément qui a contribué à présenter aux élèves la richesse de sa culture.

Apprendre à vivre ensemble est l’un des axes du projet d’établissement

Deux types de communautés étant en présence: celle des communes environnantes ( très marquées par leur sens de l’appartenance à un terroir, cherchant à retrouver leurs racines, attachement au patois, mise en place d’une république du Saugeais )notamment les communes du Saugeais et la ville de Pontarlier et ses apports multi-culturels: familles de réfugiés(Bosnie, Kosovo etc), familles maghrébines et turques principalement.

En ce sens, les travaux réalisés par les élèves de 6°7 (SEGPA) sont révélateurs de ce projet.

Sortir des préjugés représentatifs de la culture amérindienne communément transportés dans les films.

Faire un constat des dégâts effectués et de l’envie de reconstruire et poursuivre l’héritage du passé dans le respect des valeurs de la culture amérindienne.

Se rendre compte que d’une culture à une autre, les peuples ont des valeurs identiques qui prennent seulement des formes d’expression différentes.

Sortir de la peur de l’autre dans ce qu’il a de différent de soi.

Echange des contes avec Dennis Yellow Thunder par courriel.

Notation des contes sur 50

15 points pour la correction grammaticale

15 points pour le registre lexical approprié + prise de risques

15 points pour le respect du schéma du conte et/ou de celui de Dennis

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Intervenants et participants:

Association Four Winds et Mr Christian Larqué , son président ainsi que Mr Dennis Yellow Thunder, Oglala Lakota(Pine Ridge Reservation, USA) arrière petit-fils d’un guerrier qui combattit aux côtés de Sitting Bull.
Le personnel de la bibliothèque d’Ornans, la bibliothécaire, Me Barras pour avoir rassemblé tous les documents, livres et photos en leur possession et nous les avoir prêtés à titre gratuit pendant trois mois au collège en consultation libre par les élèves.

This is the story of two young girls whose name are Camille and Clemence. They encountered a problem when they entered the forest.

One upon a time, there were two girls, Clémence who was 14 and Camille who was 15.

The two girls were best friends, one couldn’t see one without seeing the other.

One day they decided to go for a walk, in fact that day was Clémence’s birthday that is to say June the 11th. Clémence had always wanted to go in the forest which was standing right behind her house so she asked Camille whether she wanted to go with her or not. Camille agreed because she knew that her little sister wanted to see their mother who was buried in the middle of the forest. They walked for one hour making their way through branches and thorns until they reached Clémence’s Mum’s grave.

As the two girls were walking in the direction of their mother’s location, they heard a strange sound, the two girls had understood that the earth was collapsing right above their feet, but it was too late, they were already falling into the hole.

And guess what they found in the hole ? Strange animals which could easily get out of the gap but things weren’t that simple for Camille and Clémence because the hole was quite deep and it was not possible for them to climb up so they started digging.

One year later…

… the two girls, covered with mud, emaciated but alive came back home and lived happily with their respective families.

Camille M

The boy and the gnome-dwarf by Adonis.

Once upon a time there was a little boy called Jack who was rather ugly. He had huge ears big eyes and a large nose and lived in a black house a few miles from the city.

At sunset as he was walking in the forest he suddenly met a little gnome who was starving and said to the boy:

-Can you give me something to eat ?

Jack gave him a piece of bread and the gnome said:

-Thank you, now you can make a wish.

So Jack said :

-I wish I were beautiful.

-Oh! bring me the witches’ broom!

Jack ran in the forest and on that same night he met one of the witches. The old woman hit the poor boy who nevertheless succeeded in stealing her long broom. At dawn the boy brought the broom to the nice gnome :the latter (ce dernier) smiled and jack felt an incredible sensation of well-being(bien-être) in his body and he became a very handsome (beautiful for ladies)boy.

The brand new car, the gentleman and the two sisters by Vildan.

Once upon a time, there were two sisters who lived in a very old apartment . They were orphans and made their most (faire de son mieux)to make a living.(gagner sa vie)

Their names were respectively: Janna and Grace

Both of them were between 16 and 147 year old. Janna was tall and of fair complexion (teint)rather thin with blue eyes. Grace was of medium height. In fact she was the smallest , brunette and had green eyes. One day, they decided to look for a job but unfortunately nobody accepted them as they had no diplomas and no degrees.

On their way home, they met = came across a man who was driving a brand new car (voiture toute neuve)and who was looking for a direction in the village… the road to their house…So guess what happened?

They both got kidnapped! No, you are wrong and mistaken!(vous vous méprenez!)

He drove both of them to their house and Janna fell in love with this kind-hearted (gentil)gentleman who was not only kind and gentle but also rich =wealthy!!!

Can you imagine anything better for our two orphans? No, you can’t!

The gentleman had also fallen in love with Janna and he often drove to her house to see her.

A year elapsed (une année s’écoula) and they got married. Janna became very rich, so rich that she could buy a house and… guess what? she lived there with her own sister!

A kingdom, a king and a wizard by Paul.

Once upon a time, there was a pretty country. In this country, there was a kingdom. The king was cool and friendly. He was very old, he was three hundred and twenty years old.

The whole (toute ) population was pleased. They did not have any problems.

One day, an enormous storm appeared. First of all people thought that was not serious.

But the storm lasted for months. Finally the king decided to speak with the gods to know was happening..

The gods said:

« -it’s the fault of Eole, the wizard. He wants to destroy the country. I don’t know why ???

The king answered:

What can we do ???
I don’t know sorry. We should kill him!

The king set out disappointed. And the gods said:

Good luck!»

The king decided not to return to the village, he wanted to speak with the wizard and see him personally.

The trip=journey (voyage)was very long.

He got frightened when he arrived to the wizard’s house. Because he could hear shoutings coming out of the house.

The king knocked on the wizard door.

The magician said:

« -Do not come in, my lord. Go back to your kingdom, make the most of it! (profitez-en bien!)

See you !!!

The King broke the door. And entered.

Leave immediately!
No Eole. You have killed and kill a lot of people. And I will stop you.
I see, you want to fight with me.
May be, but I want you to speak with me a little!

The wizard reflected, and said:

Alright, I’m listening to you .

The king spoke with the wizard during all the night

The morning, the sun appeared on the country.

The King had convinced Eole.

Conclusion and morale:

« Violence does not solve anything, does it? »

A man saved by the genie ou jinni of Barack Obama by Stéphane.

Isn’t this tale more than a tale?

Once upon a time, there was a young man whose name was David. He was rather small in size and was a regular dealer trying to make both ends meet(joindre les deux bouts) by stealing some food in order to feed his beloved family.

During his sleep, he regularly made the same dream:

He could see a very ancient spirit helping poor children.

One day, as he was walking in the woods and nearby forest, he discovered a tiny=small locker.

As he picked it up from the ground (en le ramassant), he could distinguish,guess what?!?!?!? Barack Obama’s spirit!!!!in a vision as clear as Aladin’s lamp!

The jinni or genie said to David

« You can become a good man and be dedicated to ( se consacrer à) your work and fulfill your most cherished dreams » … « You must be confident and brave »… « Just like Barack…! »

As he was walking back home, David thought of Barack Obama’s genie’s words.

He decided to work honestly and feed his family by earning money and not by stealing people.

When he was in his forties, he had saved enough money for himself and his family.

He decided to go to Africa and save children. He offered his help to humanitarian associations.

Ten years later, Barack’s Obama genie paid him a visit to CONGRATULATE him for all the the good he had achieved since their first meeting.

The jinni offered him eternal life as a grateful gift to thank him!

My friends, the/my world, the/my web, friendship and solitude or loneliness?

by Cécile

They can say that I never had had so many friends acquaintance (connaissances, desgens que l’on connaît)in my life . They are a bit disseminated everywhere in the world and guess what? Devinez quoi? I have never seen them .Yes they are virtual friends , to use an appropriate word. All these persons are contacts I have via the web .And it is strange, I tell them more about myself than my relatives.

[…]

But in the street,I keep a low profile(je me fais discret/ète)and do not look at people straight into the eye.
Can we say that we have friends when we do not know if they are truly sincere? Nothing Nothing equals an expression of respect, the intonation in the voice, to know immediately if that person is loyal, does it?
I am neither isolated nor wild with all these acquaintance, but my friends find myself too home-based, yet I go out of my house! Only virtually. I am all alone and isolated in the world without leaving my room. What can we deduce? Internet promotes contactsbetween people locked up in the cocoon of a fictional universe, in front of a computer screen.
In the morning and in the evening, I must know if my friends have spent a pleasant day. But if by misfortune the phone begins to vibrate, and a friend who lives nearby so someone close who knows me really wants to talk to me, it basically turns me upside down, I will not be able to connect to them.

Princess Peach, the Punks and the Eurockénnes by Morgane

Once upon a time there was a beautiful girlwedged in a tower because of her parents.

Every day she was sad when she heard punks at the bottom of the tower.

Once she sang by the window, the punks discussed with her all night.

The following day a boy entered the tower to liberate a beautiful girl.

But the girl was a princess whose name wasPeach.

With her punk friend, Princess Peach created a group of heavy metal.

She loved the punk who had saved her in the tower.

The two teenagers loved each other very much.

One night in a concert of Eurockéennesa big log (bûche de bois) fell on the head of the rescuer of Princess Peach.

Her rescuer died.

The princess was very sad.

Six months later, the princess had become again happy.

She expected a baby of him.

The memory of her lover had not died!

White lilies and black tulips by Anastasie

White lilies had been the masters of Athena’s meadows for a long time. Black slaves were their slaves and respectfully poured water to White Lilies.

But one day…one tulip’s seed landed on the filed of lilies. And this how the great adventure started…

Now, listen or read !

Once upon a time, there were -as I already told you-noble and stately white lilies who were the sole masters of Athena’s meadow in Gentian County. They were The masters whereas Black tulips were

their servants and slaves. Lilies did NOT like Tulips because they were Black and to be honest with you, lilies were racists. Black tulips lived a simple and grim life on a poor land and were striving to grow vegetables. They daily watered lilies who were larger than Tulips. In case of protest and revolt, Tulips could be run over by Lilies….

But one day, while Tulips were giving water to White Lilies, one daring and determined Tulip seed was carried away in the while lilies field. And, believe me, dear reader, this is the beginning of a new adventure!

The next day, the tulip seed developed and blossomed. In the evening, the flower was larger than Tulips and more beautiful than Lilies.

From this day onwards, lilies understood they were not invincible and apologized to Tulips for all their wrong doing over the last centuries of slavery and the pain and suffering they had to endure.

There was an inauguration ceremony for a new deal between them to be equal and live all mixed-up.

Today, white Lilies and Black Tulips live happily together.

Lakota Dakota Dennis Yellow Thunder ’s story by Camille.

Once upon a time, it was so long ago that nobody remembers the date and nobody knows exactly when it took place. The sun shone but there was not much food. The land was dry and the crops were scarce. One morning the leaders sent two of their young fighters in search of food, they walked because at this time the Lakota Dakota (called Sioux by invaders) still had no horses. They looked on all sides but in vain, then they came near a big hill they decided to climb and to try to see other countries and surroundings. As they were in the middle of this slope they saw someone coming from a distance. At the beginning they could not distinguish that it was a quite small shape and great efforts were made to see that it was a human shape so they walked closer and a very beautiful young lady, more beautiful that what they had ever seen so far appeared. She was surrounded with a halo of white light and a white buffalo!

“Don’t touch her”, said one of the men, “don’t kill her” he added. The first man was struck by the sacred appearance of the lady whereas the second one felt some desire for her, and he held out his hand to touch her. The lady was crowned and she inspired respect. All of a sudden he was struck by a flash of lightning which burned him entirely from top to bottom into a pack of bones and ashes. The young lady gave a parcel to the other young man whose behavior had been totally respectful.

The young warrior went back home among his fellow-citizens.

He opened the bundle:

“What’s inside?”

Can you guess what was inside ?

Inside the bundle there was the most beautifully decorated sacred pipe he had ever seen.

The woman who was walking within a white halo followed by a white buffalo suddenly appeared and explained to the Lakota -Dakota the words and the movements they had to learn in order to use the sacred pipe. She taught them the song devoted to the pipe and the respect they owed to their grandparents, the sky and the earth(la terre)

Contes et rencontres autour des droits de l’homme

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Contes et rencontres

autour des droits de l’homme

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Collège Lucie Aubrac de Doubs

Académie de Besançon-Marie André-Milesi

Ces écrits ont été réalisés suite au conte donné en salle de conférence du collège par un amérindien Lakota Dakota Denis Yellow Thunder lors du premier trimestre. Les élèves ont eu cinq semaines pour écrire et ont eu un choix à effectuer:

1-reprendre l’intégralité du conte de Dennis

2-créer leur propre conte

Objectifs recherchés en conformité avec le cadre européen des langues nos programmes ainsi que le projet d’établissement

Le recours au dictionnaire était un passage obligé ainsi qu’une utilisation raisonnée des logiciels de traduction. Eurodicautom a été suggéré aux élèves.

Respect du schéma du conte:

« Once upon a time, there was… » situation de départ+ conflit

+résolution du conflit +morale transposable à différentes situations ou époques ou cultures.

Objectifs recherchés:

intégrer des éléments variés de la civilisation américaine

suivi de la campagne présidentielle, écriture d’une lettre au candidat Barack Obama lors de son élection à la tête du parti démocrate

Troisième 3 ‘ s pupils

Collège Lucie Aubrac

2 rue Jules Grévy

25300 DOUBS

France

Dear candidate to the presidency of the United States of America,

We are writing to you to congratulate you on your efforts in the campaign to the presidency and on your success in the Caucus

and nomination to the Democratic party.

As French citizens, we are greatly concerned about environmental issues and deeply upset by terrorist attacks around the globe.

As you can imagine we are also worrying about health problems related to environmental issues and political conflicts.

In other words, we are worrying about the future of our planet.

We thank you for your understanding and reading of our letter.

We are looking forward to hearing from you.

We wish you a lot of success for your election.

Yours respectfully and Best regards,

Elèves de troisième 3 –
Année 2007-2008

COLLEGE LUCIE AUBRAC

DOUBS France

Professeur: Me ANDRE-MILESI

Date: Wed, 5 Nov 2008 02:50:46 -0500

To: Marie ANDRE-MILESI <andma@laposte.net>

From: Barack Obama <info@barackobama.com>

Reply-To: info@barackobama.com

Subject: How this happened

Marie —

I’m about to head to Grant Park to talk to everyone gathered there, but I wanted to write to you first.

We just made history.

And I don’t want you to forget how we did it.

You made history every single day during this campaign — every day you knocked on doors, made a donation, or talked to your family, friends, and neighbors about why you believe it’s time for change.

I want to thank all of you who gave your time, talent, and passion to this campaign.

We have a lot of work to do to get our country back on track, and I’ll be in touch soon about what comes next.

But I want to be very clear about one thing…

All of this happened because of you.

Thank you,

Barack

relier des éléments du programme de l’histoire des Etats-Unis
en amont: les élèves devaient s’entraîner pour poser des questions
What is the meaning of your name? What is your language? How do you live? Where do you live? Can you talk about your way of life? Your habits? etc..nous avions déjà étudié la première unité du manuel consacrée aux Etats-Unis(musique et histoire)
mise en place d’une carte où les élèves pouvaient situer l’ensemble des communautés amérindiennes sur le territoire.