Escuelas Amigas- EOI L' Hospitalet de LLobregat- EOI Pamplona- EOI Girona by erasmus Gestión de los proyectos Erasmus en marcha y consorcio https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8 Modern Love Project- B2.2 en-us 2021-11-22 08:34:03 UTC 2024-06-06 21:59:41 UTC hello@padlet.com https://padlet.net/icons/png/1f499.png Add your story here and get ready to assess your partners' eoipamploerasmus https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1905814321 We  will send your  padlet to the EOI L'Hospitalet  on January 2nd and  they will select the best 6 stories (one per category)
We will have a total of 12 stories, which will be included in the second part of the contest (The Semi- Finals)! At this stage, you will not be the ones deciding on the best stories. Those 12 stories will be sent to EOI Girona and other groups at EOI Hospitalet. They will be deciding the best 6 (one per category). WHO will win? Pamplona? Hospitalet?
The Grand Final between the best stories in the three schools: EOI Pamplona/ EOI Girona/ EOI Hospitalet (and the 7 groups participating in the project) will take place just before St Valentine's day, when the Winners will be announced!

]]> 2021-11-22 10:53:21 UTC https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1905814321 A PAIN ON HER SHOULDER - A story by Firefly. She is already sitting in her seat, pretending to read a book, that way, she always avoids contact with other people. Let's face it: she doesn't like talking to strangers. Besides, this trip is not a pleasure trip. She prefers to isolate herself, keep reading Paula, keep reading!. However, this time it will be different. A young man arrives determined to sit opposite her. She shyly tries to tell him that the seat is taken and he says, "Ok, no problem". She smiles feeling relieved but that doesn't last long. He was the type of person who gets away with it against all odds. Suddenly, without a word, the young man walks straight into the seat next to hers, not without difficulty because of the table. "What the hell are you doing? Don't you prefer a more comfortable place?" she asks with anger. "Nah, I really love travelling with someone by my side" answers the man. That's an extremely embarrassing situation for her. And her troubles had only just begun. Her recent traveling companion is really talkative and, even worse, inquisitive: " Where do you work? " "Where do you live? ""Do you have siblings?"" Big city or country side?" She answers pretending to be enthusiastic but the "Nah" one constantly interrupts her with a new question. He speaks compulsively and she's already fed up. She kindly asks him for a minute to be able to send a message to her mother. While writing the longest message in the world, she notices he has fallen asleep…on her shoulder! "Oh, really? this is turning into a nightmare!". Suddenly, she felt a rage that she had not felt since the strong bullied the shy at school. It was not enough to wake up the stranger, she wanted to let him know that he did not have the right to everything, above all others. She woke him up, urging him to get off the train: -Hey, it's your stop! You have arrived. Quick, hurry!He ran out of the train.She had time to smile at him when he realized he was at an unfamiliar station. lauraeoitudela https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966262552


]]> 2021-12-28 06:35:09 UTC https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966262552 DIZZY ME, a story by Vinz. I started to feel dizzy when I got on the train. The night before had been wonderful. We drank and danced a lot. When I was on the train, looking for a seat I almost vomited because of the hangover. I finally managed not to do it and whispered a soft "nah" when a girl asked me something that I didn't understand. My travel sickness started to become unbearable. I also started to sweat and I tried to face the music by closing my eyes. However, it was quite difficult to overcome the situation. I only had two options: Running away from the train just before setting up or using the old strategy that my good friend Jacob taught me... As I consider myself a brave man so I decided to follow " the strategy". I took out some beers from my bag, I opened one and I started to drink as much as I could. The first sips were really disgusting. That was the fee that I had to pay if I wanted to feel better. The alcohol started to take effect on me mixed with the rest that I had drunk (and still was) the night before. I felt better. I was overcoming the situation.Later, the boy in front of me started to sing and to play the guitar. Although I don't sing very well, I joined in and enjoyed a wonderful trip accompanied by the beers and the music and the girl I could never talk to no matter how much alcohol there was in my body. lauraeoitudela https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966272540 2021-12-28 06:48:45 UTC https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966272540 RYAN CALLING, a story by Betty. It was a damp chilly night when I finally left my boring as hell meeting with French clients. Just a one hour train trip and I’m at home, I thought. The only thing I wanted was a relaxing bath and a glass of red wine on the sofa watching my favourite “Blue Valentine” with my cat. In fact, it was the only plan I had for that Friday night… I took the train to Dublin, I sat down in a comfortable seat, and I took a look at the newspaper. “3 women murdered in 3 days in the neighbourhood of Dublin Train Station”, says one of the headlines.. It must be a joke! I thought. I was about to leave the train when I heard a pleasant voice behind me: Hi Sophia! I’m Ryan Gosling… I have no plans for tonight, and I was just wondering if you would like to go out with me tonight… Oh my gosh, I can’t believe It, it is really him!!!, I said in my mind. Yes of course!!!, I said trying to camouflage my euphoria. I went quickly home to put on my best dress and do the make-up and, when I was leaving, I looked in the mirror and thought, wow, I’m looking better than Eva Mendez and Sandra Bullock together!!! He was waiting for me in a cute restaurant where we had a romantic dinner. Then we spent all night dancing and then…. I felt a rough tongue on my cheek. I opened my eyes and I saw my cat looking at me and the empty bottle of red wine lying on the floor… It was Saturday morning… I turned the television on, and I heard …R.G., the famous actor, was arrested that night nearby Dublin Train Station, suspect of the murder of 4 women… Looking back at what had happened I can't help feeling now a sense of wonder and awe. lauraeoitudela https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966276326 2021-12-28 06:54:38 UTC https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966276326 TWO WEEKS FOR US, a story by Hazel. Last year, the same day the lock down started, I was on my way home, sitting alone on the train thinking about how I was going to spend two weeks living with my mother. She’s great, but she talks too much and I can’t stand her for more than two days in a row. I was looking at the passengers getting on the train, when suddenly I saw the son of my next door neighbor’s mum. Oh no! I can’t think of anyone more talkative than him. He came to me straight ahead... I could do nothing but smile. I thought I was in the worst case scenario, but things could still get worse... You won’t believe what he was about to tell me: - Hi sweet heart, are you ready for two weeks adventure together? - Excuse me? My mum had invited him to spend the quarantine with us... as at the moment his family was out of the country, she thought it would be a good idea to spend this time together.In just an instant I saw the ticket controller asking for the tickets to stamp. It took me a second to hide mine and told him blushing that I had not been able to buy it... the ticket controller invited me to get off the train... And there I was, watching how the train was moving away along the tracks and breathing deeply. Terrified I heard behind me... - Hey sweet heart! it’s going to be the time of our lives! You and me, two weeks stuck in Galway! https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966315395 2021-12-28 07:51:24 UTC https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966315395 A narrative eoipamploerasmus https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966318318 2021-12-28 07:55:53 UTC https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966318318 WHAT A JOURNEY, a story by Ross Last year I was sitting on the train heading to mum's. I was pretending to be reading a book while wondering if the next passenger who just got on the train would be sitting next to me. My phone rang. It was mum. While I was on the phone a girl stood in front of me. She had booked the seat next to me. She asked me if I could fold the tray that was blocking the corridor, not letting her pass through. As soon as she took a seat, I realized that I knew that girl. She was Greta Thunberg, the environmentalist!!. I introduced myself. We soon went through climate change topics and we both realized that we have lots of interests in common. It turned out we had been to the same school, different grades, and classes before she became so popular though. We even used to go to the same places when we were children. I told her she had to be glad about what she had achieved against all odds. We did not stop talking, jumping from one topic to another without noticing that we were arriving at my destination. The train stopped. It was my station. Before I got off the train we exchanged phone numbers, email, and addresses. I told her that it would be a pleasure to meet her again anytime. She told me: why not, perhaps one day I would come to your place to organize a climate conference. I got off the train. While I was heading to the exit, I heard the train leaving. I looked back looking for the wagon I had been sitting on to see If I could see her off for the last time. She saw me and raised her hands. We both smiled. The train left so I made my way to mum´s. What a journey! eoipamploerasmus https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966323026 2021-12-28 08:02:00 UTC https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966323026 ONE BIG, ONE SMALL, a story by Mariamor. I was sitting on the train. This morning, I finished work earlier, and I thought that It was my lucky day. I was going to avoid the peak time! But life is life, and sometimes, life gives you surprises.I like to travel alone on the train. For this reason, when the people were getting on the wagon, I pretended to read my marvelous book. Sometimes this trick works. Not this morning, though. When I raised my head, I saw that an old woman had sat in front of me.An old woman with two cats! She was extravagant, peculiar, and for one moment, I thought she could be a bit on the crazy side. What is a woman with two cats doing on the train on Monday morning? Wait a minute: don't get me wrong: both cats were lovely. One big, one small. One with blue eyes, the other with green eyes. One black, the other white.I didn't know what to do! But the old woman started to speak, in a friendly and lovely way. At first, I thought she was speaking with me, but suddenly I realised that she was speaking with the cats. Remember I told you I like to travel alone? I'm really curious too. So, while I was reading the book, I couldn't help it but sharpen my hearing. I wanted to know what she was saying to the cats.It looks like if she were really sad. The thing is that she was forced to leave the cats at her sister's, because in her new home, the owner does not accept animals. And she promisedthe cats that she was going to find another home, bigger and with a garden. And when this happens, she was going to find the cats, and bring them with her to the new home, and life there together. Don´t ask me how…but now, I'm sharing a home with an old crazy woman, and two lovely cats, one big, one small.... eoipamploerasmus https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966328961 2021-12-28 08:11:31 UTC https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966328961 MUSICAL DREAM, a story by Tiger. Being bored to death on the long train journey, I discovered a friendly face in the background of the carriage. He was listening to music but he couldn't help staring at me. I thought that his face seemed familiar... I forgot him for a while trying to fall asleep. Little by little, I fell asleep and started dreaming that my nosy train partner was a musician in a country band, used to composing music and writing the lyrics for country singers. However, in his band he was usually a musician who played the bangoo. The romantic and inspiring songs sounded in my mind, they were amazing and I was waiting for more. I realized that I am a kind of person who can be a bit absent-minded at times but I was having a good time when the train stopped and I woke up. My books were on the floor and the “musician” picked them up with a big smile. He introduced himself and told me “ if you feel bored for the next two week, we can talk about literature and books. I love them and… I'm interested in getting to know more about you”. I felt ashamed and at the same time I was curious about that person but I am not confident with strangers at all, so I said to him that I was busy when, truth be told, I was just feeling lonely and suffering from insomnia because of the pandemic. Some minutes later I said goodbye and he said ” dolphins are more sociable than you” and I started laughing and my smile lasted for a week. He seemed like a nice guy. eoipamploerasmus https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966740806 2021-12-28 15:54:23 UTC https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966740806 A GOOD READ, a story by Tina. It had been a hard day at work and I had been waiting for this moment all day. I had just bought the new novel by my favorite author and I wanted to start reading it on my train trip back to Dublin.I had read each of the two previous novels of the author several times and I might even have met him the week before, but a last minute problem at work had prevented me from going to the presentation of his new novel.At the moment no one was sitting next to me, so I smiled at myself, opened the book and… an attractive middle-aged man came to sit next to me. I tried to ignore him, but the more I tried to read the more he insisted on asking questions about the train, the route, the people who usually go on the trip and so on. I quickly understood that it was going to be impossible to read. So, I closed the book and began to listen to him unwillingly.Suddenly everything changed. He started talking about the author and his first two novels. He seemed to know them even better than I did.The journey passed quickly and when we were going to say goodbye he asked me what my name was and he told me something that changed my life. I could not believe it, HE was my favorite author. He explained to me he was looking for the setting for his next novel which would take place on a trip to Dublin by train. Unbelievable, isn't it? eoipamploerasmus https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966767578 2021-12-28 16:21:50 UTC https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966767578 NOT A SURPRISE, a story by Explorer. No wonder it’s one of the most interesting trips I’ve ever had. I remember it as if it had taken place yesterday. I was sitting on a train on the way to my mum's when several people got on on the wagon looking for a seat. " I’d rather stay alone" I thought , although I’m not an unsociable person but there are so much strange people on public transport, from an adventurous young boy to a cat-lover middle aged women. Suddenly I saw a handsome boy I wouldn’t mind he being my trip partner!! However he preferred to stay near a beautiful woman who was sitting next to me. I couldn’t help staring at him time to time while I pretended to read. As soon as the unknown woman got off, the man came to sit with me, and we started a nice conversation.The rest of the journey until Dublin was memorable because of the fluent dialogue of our common interests. Sadly, we arrived in our destination, and it was time to say goodbye. He disappeared in the crowed station without knowing our names. Today I regret having asked him for an e-mail address or some kind of contact. To tell the truth, this mysterious man is the most clever man I’ve never met. Probably we are too similar, and it not was a good idea to become anything else than two strange speakers on a train. eoipamploerasmus https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966774345 2021-12-28 16:27:54 UTC https://padlet.com/eoipamploerasmus/1b8n1fiuhf2dwee8/wish/1966774345