OUR MORNING WITH AMERICAN STUDENTS

(IV B Scientifico)

As soon as we got seated inside Syracuse University, in Florence, we started talking quite fluently with the American girls we were put in a group with, even if some of us were shy, or even frightened, at first. This way we met Nadia, from Chicago, and Alicia, from the State of Ohio. After we all had introduced ourselves, the conversation turned out very funny, in fact our group was laughing a lot more than the others! We made fun of each other about our unlucky love stories (for example, when Nadia said that she wanted a "break" from men, we asked her if that was because she preferred watching Netflix, a very popular American tv channel we had previously talked about). we also learnt a lot about each other life styles, we discussed what we like and dislike and talked about many other different things, including the money Nadia and Alicia spend to be studying in Florence (something like twenty thousand dollars!). Obviously, the time ran out too quickly: we had such a good time that we all were upset to say goodbye, but promised to keep in touch!

Francesco Gagliardi, Gabriele Mignini, Dario Peccianti 

If we had known that the American students we had to meet were so awesome and funny, we would have accepted the proposal of this experience immediately, without any doubts!

Two athletic boys and an artistic girl shocked our morning!

After some initial hesitation we began to laugh and smile with a crucial fight: ITALIAN WINE vs AMERICAN BEER.

At the end the winner was Italian food and drink, so we changed topic e talked about American fashion, colleges and parties.

They told us that American is different from Italian life and from what TV shows us, too. For example they said that American clothes are always full of colors, while in Italy people wear standard colors according to the seasons.

We talked also about transports; the most curious thing is that  Americans  can drive a car when they are sixteen and they go everywhere by car because motorbikes or public transports are unpopular.

After some hours with them , having found we can speak English almost as well as them, we realized we would have better chances to survive in America than they have

in Italy.

Alice Antonelli

At the beginning  of the conversation the American students were shy  but after showing us the pictures of  their family  and pets, they became friendly. The boys talked about the differences between Italian and American life: in America holidays start in June and finish in October, lucky them!

These students live in Italian families and they have to call their landlords 'mother' and 'father'. They can't watch TV because there isn't one in the house they live.

While they were talking about TV programs, we noticed that the same

programs have a different name, for example the famous USA show ''Family Guy'' is called ''Griffin''in Italy.

At the end, they showed us their notebooks with a lot of English words and the Italian translation they had asked us. We felt superior because we hadn't needed any help.

- Caroti Rachele

- Del Gamba Lisa

- Sottile Gabriele

We were sitting in front of them, our faces looked like theirs: we all were scared because we thought we couldn't speak the others' language in an understable way. Kate and Kelly, the American girls, asked us our name. While the conversation went on we began to feel more confident and the fear of making mistakes almost went away. One of the girls lives in Texas and the other in New-York, they were very sociable and friendly. They surprised us with a few things for example they said that the people that is hosting them in Italy are as parents and they call them "Italian Mum and Dad". They told us that they attend school from Monday to Thursday and the rest of the week they travel around Europe. The funniest thing that they told us was that they found difficulty in our eating habits. "American breakfast is very plentiful we eat bacon,  sandwiches, milk, pancakes..." Kate said smiling "while Italian breakfast is only milk and cookies... in America we have dinner at 6 p.m. but in Italy I have dinner at 9 p.m. so I'm always hungry". This experience taught us to believe in ourselves, and left us the desire to learn other cultures, maybe by travelling and studying in other countries.

Martina Ingenito,  Elisa D'Addetta e  Giacomo Ronchetti

Halloween Poem 

With a full moon

He's going to transform himself soon

Kids and teens get out of the way,

This guy needs no blade.

You'd better run and hide

'Cause he's already lost his mind.

Tomorrow he won't remember the darkness,

An innocent man useless and doubtless.

The wolfman needs no presentation

He will kill you without any hesitation.

Carolina Bonato, Kristina Chorna, Elena Chiara Giannetti, Carolina Spinelli e Irene Volpi, 2CL

Halloween Poem

Trick or treat

Is said in the streets

Halloween has arrived 

You can be scared

Or you can be excited

The children dress up

Becoming witches, zombies and bats

People are scared and run

And they shout "it's just for fun!"

In front of a haunted house

There is a small mouse

He says that inside there's a ghost

It's his favourite, it's the host!

They come inside intrigued 

But immediately run away.

They saw something move

It was just an image on a display! 

Greta Niccolini, Noemi Casini, Martina Mucci

CLASSE 2CL

   Alessio Giuntini II B Scientifico

 The Story of Jack

It was the night of 31st October and Jack was walking to a Halloween party. Suddenly he stumbled against something that looked like a stone and he fell down. While he was on the ground, he turned and saw a strange think, he dug with his hands and he found a head. He panicked and looked around: he realized he was in a graveyard. Something caught his ankle: it was a hand. Jack ran away scared and he took shelter in an empty house. He looked out of the window and saw the graveyard full of zombies. Suddenly in the fog he saw a headless man riding a black horse. The man was holding his head with his right hand, it was the head Jack had seen before. The horseman was riding towards him. Jack thought that his life had come to an end, when he saw a door behind him. It led outside and as soon as he was out, he started running, but the horseman followed him. Jack understood that his only hope of survival was crossing the river, because there were lights, on the other bank. He managed to swim across but when he reached the other bank the horseman threw the head he was holding towards him. When it hit Jack, the head exploded and Jack disappeared in the smoke. No news about him have been heard since. Somebody thinks that he went to another part of the world. Somebody thinks that he became the slave of the headless horseman. His end is unknown, it is the mystery of the village where he lived.

Bearrice Politi II B Scientifico

31th October

Erika Fornero Monia e Ginevra Biagioni II B Scientiico

      A Scary Halloween story 

A few years ago, I lived in a suburb close to the little town of Wightown where I worked as an apprentice for mister Host G. who had a carpenter work-shop. He was rich, honest and generous. It was a few days before Halloween and the children were very excited. One morning a foreigner came into in the shop, asking me to make a hundred boxes of different seizes to be ready by Halloween. So, without any questions, we confirmed the order. He told me that his name was Jack O. He thanked me and he left. The following days I worked hard and I finished the order at 6 p.m. on the day of Halloween. Mister Jack O. arrived just before closing time. He loaded the boxes into a big van. After a short time he came back to pay me. He took his wallet out and in that moment a lightening caused a blackout. I found the lantern under the work-bench and turned it on. The foreigner had disappeared, but I found the money for my hard work on the table. The magical disappearance of mister Jack O. left me breathless.

The time had come to close. Outside an icy air had fallen on the streets of the suburb and I was looking forward to getting home. After dinner, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and immediately a child  10-11 years old, dressed as a monkey, asked me: - Trick or treat? I threw some sweets into his bag. A lot of children arrived that evening and I was very happy to give them sweets. It was 11:30 p.m. so I decided to go to bed. I was falling asleep when the doorbell rang again. I went to see who was, thinking it was another child. I opened the door and Mr. Jack O. appeared in front of me and, without saying anything, he took off the ghost costume. He was a man, a human being. I had thought he was a ghost like me and all the inhabitants of that suburb. So he rubbed a magic lamp and suddenly I was sucked into it.

I woke up later, in a crate. Without thinking much, I took a match and lit it, by rubbing it on the wood. The light fell on a sign; It read: - Host G.’s Carpenter. I had made those boxes. Mr. Jack O., however, wasn’t very prudent as he did not consider that we ghosts can pass through the material. So it was very easy to go through the crates. I discovered I was in a large room of an old abandoned house with my neighbors. We decided together to wait for Mr. Jack O. in the haunted house. After some hours, Mr. Jack O. came into the house expecting to find all the ghosts trapped. We went out of our hiding places and began to scream, to make confusion with scary noises, frightening him to death. Terrified, he began to run around the room and then ran away screaming like a child. The cruel Mr. Jack O. wanted to take over the city but he wasn’t successful. 

It was a terrifying memorable Halloween night.

Gianluca Bertini II B Scientifico

Soft Pumpkin Cake

                                                                            Simone Rubino II B Scientifico

Ingredients

Pumkin Pulp: 500 g

Sugar: 35 g

Rosemary: 10 g

Egg: n. 3

Sunflower Seed Oil: 150 ml

Brown Sugar: 150 g

Flour 00: 175 g

Almond Flour: 75 g

Milk: 100 ml

Baking Powder: 16 g

Cinnamon: 2 g

Ground Hazelnuts: 150 g.

Remove the seeds from the pumpkin pulp with a knife. Cut it into slices.

Put them into a baking tin with partchment paper and put a sprig of rosemary for each slices. Sprinkle with sugar. Cook it in an pre-heated oven at 180°C for 60 minuts. Open the oven and remove the sprigs of rosemary. Press the pumpkin in a sieve, because the water must go out.

Put the eggs in a bowl, add the brown sugar and mix until it dissolves. Add the almond flour.

Mix the flour with the baking powder in it with the eggs, add sunflower seed oil and continue mixing till is is smooth.

Now pour the milk and continue to mix, add the ground hazelnuts in the end.

Pour into a baking tin ( 24 cm diameter). Cook in a pre-heated oven at 160 °C for 40 minuts.

Serve warm.

YUMMY!!!!!!!!