Ya hemos recibido los trabajos que habéis hecho.Están genial y os habéis esforzado un montón. Aquí os dejo algunas fotos de las " Leprechaun exhibitions que circulan por el cole.
Vete preparándote porque marzo es el mes de St Patrick´s. Vuelven los leprechauns, las historias, los concursos y la música tradicional al cole ya que finalizaremos con un concierto donde cantaremos las canciones y escucharemos música interpretada con instrumentos tradicionales.
GLOSSARY: VOCABULARIO)
LEPRECAUN
POT OF GOLD
PARADE
rainbow
fairy
shoemaker
Ireland
SONG CHALLENGE SEGUNDO: El desafío del mes de marzo no podía ser otro que aprenderse la canción del "little Leprechaun" pero este reto va a ser más difícil ya que lo haremos vestidos de verde como los leprechaun.
I'm a little leprechaun
Dressed in green,
The tiniest man
That you have seen.
If you ever catch me, so it's told,
I'll give you my big pot of gold.
I’m a little leprechaun
Imagine that
With my little green boots
And my big green hat
At the end of the rainbow
So, it’s told
You will find my pot of gold
I'm a little leprechaun
Dressed in green,
The tiniest man
That you have seen.
If you ever catch me, so it's told,
I'll give you my big pot of gold.
SONG CHALLENGE CUARTO: Para los mayores vamos a intentar aprender esta canción tradicional: I´ll tell me ma.
'll tell me Ma when I go home,
The boys won't leave the girls alone.
They'll pull my hair, they stole my comb,
Well that's alright till I go home.
The boys won't leave the girls alone.
They'll pull my hair, they stole my comb,
Well that's alright till I go home.
She is handsome. She is pretty.
She is the bell of Dublin City.
She is courtin' one, two, three.
Please won't you tell me, who is she?
She is the bell of Dublin City.
She is courtin' one, two, three.
Please won't you tell me, who is she?
Albert Mooney say's he loves her.
All the boy's are fighting for her.
They knock at the door and ring at the bell
Sayin' "Oh my true love, are you well"?
Out she comes as white as snow,
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes.
Ole Jenny Murray says she'll die
If you don't get the fella
With the roving eye.
All the boy's are fighting for her.
They knock at the door and ring at the bell
Sayin' "Oh my true love, are you well"?
Out she comes as white as snow,
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes.
Ole Jenny Murray says she'll die
If you don't get the fella
With the roving eye.
Let the wind and the rain and hail blow high
And the snow come tumbling from the sky,
She's as nice as apple pie.
She'll get her own lad by and by.
And the snow come tumbling from the sky,
She's as nice as apple pie.
She'll get her own lad by and by.
She is handsome. She is pretty.
She is the bell of Dublin City.
She is courtin' one, two, three.
Please won't you tell me, who is she?
She is the bell of Dublin City.
She is courtin' one, two, three.
Please won't you tell me, who is she?
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