Ficha del héroe: Tristán

Después de leer la historia de Tristán e Isolda, nuestra maestra de Lengua Camila nos dio la consigna de hacer una ficha del Héroe sobre Tristán.

Datos Personales
Nombre: Tristán
Predecesores: el hijo del rey de Leonís y Blancaflor
Cualidades que lo distinguen como héroe: el más noble de los caballeros, bueno en la guerra, Justiciero y valiente.
Breve descripción del personaje: Tristán es noble, buen guerrero, tiene una gran habilidad para tocar el arpa, era ágil y era valiente.
Relato en el que aparece: Tristán e Isolda
Sinopsis: Tristán conoció a Isolda cuando llegó herido por una arma envenenada. Ella lo curó. El volvió a su reino y le ofreció a su tío, el rey conseguirle la mano de Isolda. Pero cuando tristán fue a buscarla, él e Isolda tomaron accidentalmente una poción de amor entonces el rey se casó con Isolda y desterró a Tristán. Como no podían vivir separados ambos huyeron al bosque pero como el rey los mandó a buscar, Isolda tuvo que regresar al reino. Luego de unos años cuando Tristán estaba a punto de morir, pidió ver por última vez a Isolda. Cuando Isolda estaba yendo a ver a su amado, el rey la saboteo y tristan murió.
Rol que juega el personaje en el relato: Cumple el rol de un héroe que lucha por lo que quiere.
Citas que permitan distinguir al personaje como héroe:
“Era capaz tanto de blandir la espada o de montar con gran destreza como de tocar el arpa de un modo exquisito.”

“Tristan fue el primero en ponerse de pie y empuñar la espada. Morholt lo atacó sin piedad. Pero Tristán era ágil y logró esquivar una y otra estocada hasta que consiguió herir a su rival.”

 Origen del personaje:

Fue la tesis del medievalista francés Joseph Bédier que todas las leyendas de Tristán podían derivar de un único poema, traducido por Thomas de Britannia al francés desde una fuente original en cornuallés o bretón. Tristán no era su nombre real. Su nombre era Drustanus en bretón. Los cornualleses recogieron su nombre como Trystan y este se convirtió en Tristram para los anglohablantes. Una tumba que aún permanece en pie cerca de Fowey, en Cornualles, tiene grabada en su lápida, en un Latín elemental “Drustanus Hic Lacit Cunomori Filius” (aquí yace Drustanus, hijo de Cunomorus). Cunomorus es el nombre latino del Rey Marco de Cornualles, quien en la leyenda fue un malvado tirano y tío de Tristán.
Otros episodios importantes en los que haya intervenido:
-“ Libro del muy esforzado caballero Don Tristán de Leonís y de sus grandes hechos en armas”
– “Tristán el joven”
– Tristán también aparece en muchos poemas, especialmente franceses.

Of white hairs and cricket

  1. The narrator “put down the tweezers and reached for the cosmics”. Explain what the Narrator is doing? (Rite of passage).
  2. “All my friends have father whose hair is greying”.
  • What is the N beginning to understand?

That his father is growing old

  • What is it that his father does not accept?

The passing of time

  • What is it that the N does not quite understand?

3) Who’s Viraf? What is going on at his house?

1) He didn’t want to pull his daddy’s hairs any longer, he was trying to be independent and rebellious because he was not a little kid anymore, he had grown up.

1)  Rite of passage: steps

    Object of desire

    Dare (challenge) rebel

    Defy the authority/ the las of the father.

    Understanding

    Accepting / recognizing

2) He is beginning to understand the passing of time, his father was not the only one q.    growing up, his friends and him were also. His father didn’t want to accept that, he wanted to avoid adding years, he didn’t want to be an old man. doesn’t understand The narrator doesn’t want to accept that his father is going to die.

3) Viraf was the narrator´s best  the friend. His father was ill.

 

“Of White hairs and Cricket”

With our teacher Pato, we  analysed background of the story , “Of White hairs and Cricket”.

BACKGROUND:

Postcolonialism:

  •  People from India must deal with political, economic and emotional effects the British brought and left behind.
  • Language of the Coloniser(oppressor)
  • Identity search
  • Writers write back to the Empire.

Diaspora (scattering):

  • Dispersion of people from their homeland.

Crime Story

 

Every time I fall asleep my thoughts go directly to that night, the black and dark night that had been painted in a bloody red. The night in which I was involved in a terrible event.

It was Friday night, I was going to meet my boyfriend, Alex, after an exhausting week. We were meeting in a classy and fancy restaurant that was near my house, so I decided to go walking.My outfit matched with the night, it was dark, it transmitted the darkness of that awful night.

The street was not as crowded as always. I started to perceive that something was about to happen when I saw a gun hidden in the two meters and suited man. He had that risky and challenging look, as if he had a lot to say and do. His eyes started to follow a very astonishing woman, with a stretch dress and a pretty face.

I couldn’t stop watching the situation. He started to run after her, she had a pale look, with eyes shouting for help.

The man grabbed her and put her into a black van. Many thoughts were running to my head. Was it a robbery? Was he kidnapping her? To rape her?  She was moving in a desperate way. I didn’t know what to do, I was in a state of shock.

The van was going very fast, so I decided to take a taxi and follow them. I started to peep through the window of a dark house. There was only a light on, showing the face of the girl. She was being hit by this huge man, blood was running all over her face. She was crying non stop. Behind the waterfall of tears and those red eyes, anguish and sadness was expressed in her look.

The man was hitting her so hard that I could even feel the damage that he was causing her. I was about to see a homicide and my mind was froze.

Alex was calling, I answered and he was shouting in a furious way. I told him everything, crying as hard as ever. I asked him for help. He came with some policemen with him. I showed the situation to everyone.

The event was disrupted by the cops. The man was as hard as a rock, neither me or him didn’t know what to do. We were all frozen.

The girl showed an expression of relief. We were all looking at her bloody injuries as the man was being handcuffed in front of everyone, with a sentence waiting for him

 

A martian sends a postcard to me 

After reading the poem, “A Martian Sends a Postcard Home”, we made our own version using the same style of writing, take a look:
Some people are transported in super huge bees that instead of legs have wheels and have always someone driving it.
There are some chocolate bars that are never eaten and never melt, they have some kind of surprise inside that hypnotize humans with their lights, images and colors.
Bread is tanned on some sun beds and when time is up, they jump happily.
There are some cabins in which humans get whiter and if they stay too much, they get older.
There are some huge holes in the ground which are full of water in summer and of leaves in autumn.
By Tin, Lulu and Male.

Specialised cells in plants

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Xylem cell: you can found it in stems, roots and leave of plants. Its function is to transport water and mineral salts; also it helps to support the plant.82857c0d7b6b88eaa9c903381bd1f3970cffa13e

Root Hair Cell: You can find it near the ends of plant roots. Its function is to aborb water and mineral salts.

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Palisade Cell: It is found beneath the epidermis of a leaf. Its function is the photosynthesis.