Y8/ descriptve edron/ HL

English

I’m entering to a extraordinary school. I’m tired and we must meet at the top court to sing el hymn national. Then we walk to PSE where we talk about contamination and the problems that the world has. Suddenly the bell goes on and all children pack away and go to their next classes. In my case it was Maths. It is very boring but you learn lots of things like equations graphs simplify factorise and so on. I mused go to the ugly, smelly and rusty bathroom where every 5 minutes people flush water down.

I learned lots of people like Don German; he is like spring making plants grow all around hem.

Or Miss Heathcote; she is like a rabbit bouncing around the classroom.

And finally Mr Loftus; he is like a power plant giving energy to everyone.

Now it´s break time. This is very important for everyone; it’s like an oasis in the middle of the desert.

But at the end of brake the kiosk ends like the football stadium after the match ends. Trash is every where.

In geography we went to visit the green water at the secluded pond that evades you to look down on its mysterious deepen.

2:30 and it`s time to go home. The end of school is like an African wilderness where all animals run for a bit of water.

Y8/ Description Edron/SP

The break began they ran like furious animals searching for food until they get to the very top, the top court. They ran like beasts, they sweat like pígs. They try to score and catch there prey.

While others like if their were in a race their so excited for the bell to ring. Like cheetah's all runing to the kiosk. They go like a stampede of elephants to the supposing "queu" which is a massive amount of kids wanting to order their food while others are pushing and screaming. At last they get their food and go to the other side to prepare their chipsthey add: maggie, lemon, pepper, chilli etc. 5 mins till the break ends they have to devore all the food. Some order chilaquiles other quesadillas other tortas and beans. The smell is so delicious everyone wants to eat it.

Others dying of bordness in DTN room looking at their diaries switching all the pages till they get to the end trying to fin something interesting to do. Looking how the clock hands every second they till one minute has passed.

Everyone desperated to leave that room full of tension.

Y8/ descriptve edron/ AL

Sat between yellow walls hearing secrets fron school and beyond. Every break, every time the kiosk queue is full with two scrambled lines pushing from everywhere you like. playing all break, the small court is full of year 8 boys screaming, tackling and laughing. The girls sat at there corner at the kiosk like every day talking of things god doesnt even know. At the barranca all the little kids (pitufines) yelling and playing in the muddy place.

Y8/ descriptve edron/ Anon

It is a peaceful place in which the trees in the barranca, fresh with the constant rains, grow high over rooftops. Where birds grow their younglings, making graceful tunes and melodies, singing to the evergreen forest. Yet, everyone of it´s aspects includes learning, because learning is the way of life, the life of living beings is based upon it. Like a rose flower blossoming after each rainfall, youre knowledge blossoms each day, slowly but surely. Each time it brings a convination of boredom and joy, a brand new experience. The endless stairs, the teachers, the classrooms. All of this making one single body, as wild as a jungle and endlessly changing like the deserted sand dunes, keeping hold of the secrets with a bran new disguise.

Y8/ descriptve edron/ RP

My car drives in to the car park just outside the school.I glance at the outside of the school just before I pass through the gate.Deceiving.That's the word I would use to describe the outside part, I remember when I first looked on it and thought the school must be quite small, foolish me.How I felt like Alice in Wonderland, going down and down the rabbit hole.
As I enter the reception area I look around,I arrive early as usual.I feel the frosty air penetrate me like a thousand little pins,shouldn't have worn shorts today is my minds obvious answer.The reception area is empty now but I think of how in the next half hour it will quickly fill up like a nesting ground of bees.
My descent leads me to the black sea of asphalt, also known as the top court.Even now I can imagine the sounds of the almighty kicks that will later be heard hear, like the waves crashing against the rocky coastline.I continue going down the stairs stopping a while to gaze at the little garden, of how Don German later on the day will be spring, making the plants rejoice around him, waving their leaves in utter glee.
I walk a little bit enjoying the little bit of the sunrise that I can see until the view is interrupted by the new Science labs.Most of the times you can see Mr. Anderson in their or in the I.T.His presence early in the morning is as sure as air.I continue on quickening my pace as I hear faint footsteps somewhere in the top court,I avoid when possible any encounters in the morning.As I finish stepping down that flight of stairs I gaze in the direction of the Boys Secondary bathrooms. The reminder of the unpleasant smell drifts like a vapor into my mind.
I continue my descent thinking if I did all my homework.Wait.I see a black cat up ahead, it meows at me,warning me to keep away.I continue moving on secretly hoping that it will have a bit of confidence in me. It runs away. Obviously I'm not an animal guy. Now I find myself at the entrance of the kiosk,the oasis in middle of the burning desert. Behind me is Mr. Loftus' room, he is a nuclear power plant he can give out a large amount of energy but you don't want to be there when it explodes so I hear.
I continue my journey down,passing my tutor room, deciding that I'll take a little peep at the pond today.The few times I've started at that pond I feel its' green water inviting me to look down on its' mysterious depths, on mysteries you may never unravel. I take a glance at the new building but just as the thought pops up in my head so does that of the "barranca". The disgusting repulsive odor quickly takes out of my head any idea to go down there or a while. I make my way to my tutor room and wait.Wait for the day to begin,the red sunset heralds the coming of the day, as does the baying of the dogs in the distance.
Rodrigo Ponciano 8C