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Saturday, October 8, 2016

iescristohalloween

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HALLOWEEN 2016




Hi, everybody!!


HALLOWEEN IS BACK!! 


We are going to celebrate this terrifying and creepy day on 28th, October (Friday) at the Assembly Hall in our school, from 10:15 - 12:35 approximately. If you wat to join the activity, tell your teacher before 14th, October (Friday)

Friday, October 30, 2015


                 Halloween Chocolates

Video de Ángela Perelló, Ismael Ordoñez, María Murillo de 4A/B

Thursday, October 29, 2015

iescristohalloween


Ingredients:
·Biscuits
·Chocolate
·Fondant
·Custard
·Sweets
 
Alejandra lanzas y Andrea cubillo 4ºC

Halloween cake

Ingredients:
  1l of milk
  3 packets of biscuits
  2 envelopes custard
  a bowl of coffee
  1 package chocolate powder

Preparation:
    1. Prepare the envelopes cream custard and milk powders also        cojemos chocolate and milk, and assemble the cream (hot milk).
   2. We in the mold biscuits dipped in coffee and then a layer of          custard, biscuits, chocolate.
   3. Finally, the last layer is chocolate, and then decorate it with          whatever we want.


                FINISH!


Marisol Herrera 4ºD
Nazaret Padilla 4ºD

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Halloween Cake

Ingredients(For a cast of 20 cm)


4 eggs 
125 gr of chocolate
125 gr sugar
100 gr butter
100 gr flour
10 gr baking powder

Preparation:



  • In a bowl put in chocolate with butter both chips and let melting strokes of 30 seconds on medium power so it is melting with its own heat
  • Stir until it is well melted aside 
  • In another bowl introducing sugar and we are introducing eggs one by one while we are beating with the stick
  • Add the melted chocolate and butter mixture and continue stirring
  • Add the flour which we previously mixed with yeast
  • Put the mixture in a previously greased microwave safe silicone mould and put 6 minutes at maximum power, steeping other 6
  • This past time, unmold and let cool on a wire rack
  • And finally, we decorate with what we want with a Halloween motif


Pablo Elías & Alzira Salas 4ºA

Monday, December 15, 2014

THE DISASTER


The night was rainy; a big storm was falling on the sea. The waves were enormous and the fog was thick. The ships rocked one side to the other as marionettes.
Suddenly, an awful creaking was heard in the darkness. A big cloud of smoke was seen in the distance and an intense odour could be noticed in the air. Everybody was wondering what had happened.
A ship had ran aground near the shore and had split part of the petrol it carried. A big black stain spreaded on the water, as a big black cloack which had the sea gone into mourning. The smell of petrol was each time stronger and mixed with the freshness of the breeze each sunset near the beach. Charles and Anne used to go watching the stars. When they felt that freedom that only those who have not betrayed their ideals feel. They were the children of a fisher and lived in a humble white house very near from the cliff.
The fishers had recently had problems to fish, fishing was not very good. Now, it would be worse, there would not be anything in many time. Fishers will not be seen carrying fish to the harbour. They could not be said goodbye as it was usual. Now they will have to go far, to be able to live.
The village became a village without people. A ghostly village. Just a few women and children remained there. Men and young people went to look for a job and came back once in a while to see their families. At nightfall, a few lights, brought the village back to existence.
But from the cliff the view was not the same, it seemed that even the breeze had changed of place. The air smell of petrol and the sea’s calm had turned to a terrible anguished seeing how all the sea life was being destroyed. Dead fishes floated and all was devastating. The few people who remained, started to rebuild and clean all that had been damaged.
Some years passed until the village returned to normal. Some of who had left returned and the boats returned to the harbour. Hope was born again with the fear that the story would repeat.

Jesús Candelario 4º