martes, 20 de diciembre de 2016

Parlem amb ProActiva Open Arms sobre els refugiats


El passat dilluns 7 de novembre, va venir a fer-nos una xerrada als alumnes de Batxillerat Fernando Pujol, un voluntari de ProActiva Open Arms, una organització no governamental de Badalona la principal missió de la qual és rescatar del mar els refugiats que arriben a Europa fugint de conflictes bèl·lics, persecució o pobresa.


Inicialment, havent aparegut al documental Astral dirigit per Jordi Évole, sabíem que hi tenia molt a dir. Durant mesos, acompanyat d’un grup d’altres voluntaris amb un mínim de coneixement marítim, van dedicar tots els seus esforços a socórrer les barques que arribaven, i segueixen arribant, des de Líbia, nord d’Àfrica, a l’illa de Malta, territori europeu. En va informar que a l’interior de barques la capacitat màxima de les quals és de vint persones se n’hi amuntegaven més de 200! Aquesta gent siriana no només són del nord sinó que la majoria d’ells vénen de països centrals del continent perquè fugen de les persecucions i conflictes bèl·lics.

Després d’explicar-nos com duen a terme els rescats, la conferència va fer un gir, i en comptes d’enfocar el discurs cap a les seves accions i les condicions dels refugiats, vam preguntar-nos, què hi fem nosaltres, que vivim en una bombolla, i donem per suposat el nostre dret a tenir els privilegis i la vida que tenim? Res. Què ens diferencia dels joves sirians i africans que dia rere dia lluiten per sobreviure? Res. Què hem fet per merèixer aquesta vida, i no la del refugiats? Res.

Santi Palacios. ProActiva Open Arms.
Després de més de dues hores i mitja, va resultar ser una reflexió molt profitosa, i el que semblava ser inicialment una xerrada sense gairebé cap mena d’interacció, va acabar sent una discussió, on tots hi teníem alguna cosa a dir.

Tot i que el mitjans de comunicació hagin deixat de posar-hi tanta atenció, el nombre de refugiats augmenta a mesura que passen el dies. A aquestes alçades, el nostre objectiu, com a alumnes del Sagrat Cor de Sarrià, no és eradicar el problema, sinó col·laborar i aportar cadascú el seu granet de sorra per salvar el major nombre de vides possible.

Llorenç Fortuny 2n Batxillerat A

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Bienvenidos a la revista Què hi dius?

La revista es para nosotros, alumnos y profesores,  el canal de comunicación de Bachillerato donde compartimos nuestros proyectos académicos (actividades de clase,  redacciones, conferencias,  salidas culturales…) y nuestros  proyectos de formación humana y religiosa, como la Confirmación, los retiros o las charlas tutoriales.

Nuestra revista es dinámica, y sobre todo muy actual, por lo que colaboramos todos los alumnos  y  ofrecemos temas de interés profesional, que es lo que más nos preocupa en Bachillerato.

Creemos que leyendo la revista, no solo se conoce la dinámica del Bachillerato, sino que se percibe el espíritu de superación que nos mueve y los valores humanos que se nos han transmitido desde pequeños en este colegio del Sagrado Corazón.

viernes, 11 de noviembre de 2016

Most outstanding writings in 1º bachillerato

Each student in the high level English class has written a story based on a song they have chosen and has read it in front of the class. In the end, each class voted for the most distinguished paper. Here’s a small summary of each one, so have a look!!!

One peaceful oasis
Inspired by Matt Simon’s song “Catch and Release”

Barely can I imagine how pathetic I looked that morning when I entered my boss’s office, having experienced the worst morning one could ever imagine.

Not only had I overslept because of a power failure, but I also had to wait for the Tube, which frequency during non-peak hours is disastrous. As if this chain of mishaps was not long enough, someone had bumped into my coffee and therefore had spilled it all over my shirt.

Although it was a long way home, I decided to walk alongside the Thames for a while. That was a magic moment, as I was wandering, slightly relaxing, losing sense of time.

While I understand that others might not like this simple thing as much as I do, I am sure everyone has their own simple way of “catching and releasing.”

Written by Dimitri Lepoutre, an exchange student from France, Nantes, who was staying with Dani Bosque for two weeks.

-Why did you choose the song “ Catch and Release”?
- I chose this song because that’s a song I usually use to relax and I find it very      inspiring to write a story about it.

-What do you think of the educative system in Sagrat Cor Sarrià?
-I find the way students are tough here very interesting because they are led to deal with the problems of everyday life. For example, the empresa class is meant to be like what their FUTURE work is going to be and so is science, for example. I reckon it is a good way of teaching to prepare them for the future.

-Are there any differences between bachillerato in Sagrat Cor Sarrià and your school in Nantes, France?
-The main difference between the Spanish education system and the French one is the relation between teachers and students. Students and teachers here are way more familiar with each other whereas in France there is a more hierarchical system.

-Tell us about your experience here, in Barcelona, with Dani, what would you highlight?
-Well obviously we get on well with each other with Dani because we did an exchange last year and we are doing it again this year. I’m very grateful to him and his family for welcoming me so warmly.


Rapt youth
Inspired by The Neighborhood’s song “ RIP to my youth”                      


Pouring rain. Red lights. Sirens echoed in the distance. Matty couldn’t stop running. Each step ached so much but he couldn’t slow down. He turned around the corner of the block and hid behind a trash container. He sat there trying to catch his breath and waited until the first sunray shined on the sky.
He just tried to escape the reality he was living. His dad had passed away during Matty’s early teens and his mom had been depressed and distanced ever since. He would always find himself doing the wrong thing and everyone would be mad at him. But then… he messed up real bad. He decided to do something that was out of boundaries, but for a good reason or at least that’s what he told himself. He broke into a bank with a gang he had just recently joined in. Once he got to the main street a cop approached him with a gun. In that moment Matty got on his knees and started crying as he realized what he had done.
Matty was found guilty and was sentenced to 10 years in prison. He rejected any visits and decided to write a letter to his mom. He wrote about everything he had feared to say to his family, every vulnerable thought in his head. He wrote down on the paper all he should HAVE said a long time ago. He begged for forgiveness but not redemption.

Marta Vivas, 1º Bachillerato C

The worst nightmare
Inspired by X Ambassadors ‘ song “Unsteady”

Day 34
I just keep hearing bombs and screams all the time, Tehran is devastated. The Afghans have shot my sister.

Day 35
I’m alone and I don’t have anybody. I’m standing in the middle of nowhere; everybody is gone except for me.

Day 36
 After walking FOR hours and hours, I found a lost and abandoned town. I think it’s a safe place, so I’m staying here for the night.

Day 37
 I started my route to Baghdad to escape from this war. On my way down I saw a guy, when I was close enough to see him, I realised that it was an Afghan military. Even though I had hurt my leg, I started running as a gazelle would run, but it was too late, he trapped me.

Day 38
I woke up in a new and weird place. The same man that trapped me came and pulled me out. I realized that he was going to exchange me for some money; all the windows were closed with a padlock. He exchanged me for some coins; he was the worst man I’ve ever met in my life.

Day 39
I started thinking of ways to get out of that place. My plan was to pretend that I was deadly sick so they would viciously toss me to the street. My plan worked perfectly.

Day 40
I woke up in the street, I was in Baghdad. It was where I wanted to be, away from the war. A good old man gave me a place to sleep; it’s where I’m staying right now.

Day 41
I saw an injured woman. As soon as I got closer to the woman, I realised that she was my mom. She told me that she had been looking for me everywhere. We both started crying out of happiness, I couldn’t believe it. Today is the best day of my life.

Ana Getz, 1º Bachillerato A