THE WINNERS FROM THE FIRST WRITING CONTEST ARE:
FIRST PRIZE: SERGI VILAVELLA
SECOND PRIZE: MARINA AGELL
THIRD PRIZE: AGNÈS RAMIÓ
AND THE OTHER FINALISTS ARE:
Tatiana Ferrer
Sara Marata
Carla Puiggrós
Marisa Solés
Esther Teixidor
Joan Mir
Marta Planas
CONGRATULARIONS TO ALL THE STUDENTS FOR THE EFFORT!!!
1ST PRIZE - SERGI VILAVELLA
FIRT PRIZE
SERGI VILAVELLA - 1R BATXILLERAT
I’m Arnold, and now I will tell my tragic story but with a happy ending.
I will never forget the day when I arrived in my house and I found Alison dead, she was killed. I returned from work at 10 o’clock, very exhausted and tired. First, I ate cookies and then I went to my bed. When I lit the lamp I found the corpse, it was awful. She was wearing the red dress. This dress was very special, because when I saw Alison for the first time she was wearing that dress, she was very beautiful with it.
Then I went to see my sons. They were sleeping. I couldn’t believe, my wife was dead, she was killed and I didn’t understand why, it was very strange, and I felt scared and nervous. The next day I was fatal and exhausted, I didn’t understand anything. Then I decided that my sons and I needed to leave far away and try to forget everything.
Two days later I bought a new house, in Eastbourne. The area was very quiet and beautiful. I knew that I should forget Alison and start a new life with my dear sons.
They started to study in a new school and I found a new job. I didn’t like the new job, but I needed the money. After three months I was very frustrated but I tried to smile. I felt I’ll never know a person as Alison. She was fantastic, beautiful, very intelligent and I felt that I couldn’t fall in love again, but I was wrong.
Eight months later I started to feel more optimistic but not much. It was Sunday and the sun was shining in Eastbourne. My sons and I decided to go to the park. They went to play football with their schoolmates and I went to sit on a bench. Suddenly, I saw a young woman, she was very beautiful, brown hair, blue eyes…and she was wearing a red dress.
At this moment I knew that I could fall in love again.
Nowadays, two years later of Alison’s death, I’m not married but I’m very happy with my sons, because I know that one day I will know a woman and I will fall in love. I will never forget my dear Alison, and that young woman who was wearing a red dress showed me that I could be happy again.
SECOND PRIZE - MARINA AGELL - 2N ESO
I am going to tell you a story and I swear every word of it is true.
I was with my parents in a summer cottage that my parents bought in a small village, near the river called Rantasalmi in Finland.
It was July 1996. I swear I can still remember the heat.
I think it was one of the hottest summers of my life in Finland.
I remember feeling very happy because my mother bought for me a red dress.
In the street the people were looking at my red dress.
That day I felt very happy because everybody was looking at me. I was wearing a red dress.
To sum up when I arrived home I looked at my dress and there was “look at me” written at the back.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. I couldn’t stop laughing.
THIRD PRIZE - AGNÈS RAMIÓ - 3RD ESO
She was walking on the street and her black shoes were sounding like a horse walking on metal.
No one was there except her. There wasn’t any noise, any children shouting, any neighbours listening loud music. Nothing except her steps.
The woman was wearing a red dress. She had brown curly hair, she was slim and beautiful –thought the man.
She knew that her house was near and she wasn’t scared but she wasn’t safe.
The woman realised that he was looking at her and she started to walk fast.
The man started to walk faster also.
The woman turned the corner and when she wasn’t in view, she started to run. She arrived in front of her house and she started to search the key in her handbag. She was very nervous and her hands were shaking. Finally she found the key and opened the door. But before she enter in her house, she looked to the corner to assure herself that the man wasn’t ther yet.
She closed the door and took breath. She was safe but also curious and she went up the stairs and looked through the windows. The man was there, in the street.
He looked very angry. He was looking at the street, he didn’t understand anything.
This is only an example of gender violence.
Most of women, some day, passed with a similar thing. This must change, and only the women who think they are important can do it.
Be an important woman!
1ST PRIZE - SERGI VILAVELLA
FIRT PRIZE
SERGI VILAVELLA - 1R BATXILLERAT
I’m Arnold, and now I will tell my tragic story but with a happy ending.
I will never forget the day when I arrived in my house and I found Alison dead, she was killed. I returned from work at 10 o’clock, very exhausted and tired. First, I ate cookies and then I went to my bed. When I lit the lamp I found the corpse, it was awful. She was wearing the red dress. This dress was very special, because when I saw Alison for the first time she was wearing that dress, she was very beautiful with it.
Then I went to see my sons. They were sleeping. I couldn’t believe, my wife was dead, she was killed and I didn’t understand why, it was very strange, and I felt scared and nervous. The next day I was fatal and exhausted, I didn’t understand anything. Then I decided that my sons and I needed to leave far away and try to forget everything.
Two days later I bought a new house, in Eastbourne. The area was very quiet and beautiful. I knew that I should forget Alison and start a new life with my dear sons.
They started to study in a new school and I found a new job. I didn’t like the new job, but I needed the money. After three months I was very frustrated but I tried to smile. I felt I’ll never know a person as Alison. She was fantastic, beautiful, very intelligent and I felt that I couldn’t fall in love again, but I was wrong.
Eight months later I started to feel more optimistic but not much. It was Sunday and the sun was shining in Eastbourne. My sons and I decided to go to the park. They went to play football with their schoolmates and I went to sit on a bench. Suddenly, I saw a young woman, she was very beautiful, brown hair, blue eyes…and she was wearing a red dress.
At this moment I knew that I could fall in love again.
Nowadays, two years later of Alison’s death, I’m not married but I’m very happy with my sons, because I know that one day I will know a woman and I will fall in love. I will never forget my dear Alison, and that young woman who was wearing a red dress showed me that I could be happy again.
SECOND PRIZE - MARINA AGELL - 2N ESO
I am going to tell you a story and I swear every word of it is true.
I was with my parents in a summer cottage that my parents bought in a small village, near the river called Rantasalmi in Finland.
It was July 1996. I swear I can still remember the heat.
I think it was one of the hottest summers of my life in Finland.
I remember feeling very happy because my mother bought for me a red dress.
In the street the people were looking at my red dress.
That day I felt very happy because everybody was looking at me. I was wearing a red dress.
To sum up when I arrived home I looked at my dress and there was “look at me” written at the back.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. I couldn’t stop laughing.
THIRD PRIZE - AGNÈS RAMIÓ - 3RD ESO
She was walking on the street and her black shoes were sounding like a horse walking on metal.
No one was there except her. There wasn’t any noise, any children shouting, any neighbours listening loud music. Nothing except her steps.
The woman was wearing a red dress. She had brown curly hair, she was slim and beautiful –thought the man.
She knew that her house was near and she wasn’t scared but she wasn’t safe.
The woman realised that he was looking at her and she started to walk fast.
The man started to walk faster also.
The woman turned the corner and when she wasn’t in view, she started to run. She arrived in front of her house and she started to search the key in her handbag. She was very nervous and her hands were shaking. Finally she found the key and opened the door. But before she enter in her house, she looked to the corner to assure herself that the man wasn’t ther yet.
She closed the door and took breath. She was safe but also curious and she went up the stairs and looked through the windows. The man was there, in the street.
He looked very angry. He was looking at the street, he didn’t understand anything.
This is only an example of gender violence.
Most of women, some day, passed with a similar thing. This must change, and only the women who think they are important can do it.
Be an important woman!
