Coming back!

Hey you all... this is a new beginning. No matter the problems in the past or not having them, every day bring us to a new start, to a new opportunity, to a whole new being ourselves... I'm hoping this space of freedom keep going on march, I'll be glad to keep posting, if you allow me to do it... See u all...

Grades!

Dear students,
These are your grades.
If you have any doubts, I'll be in my office next Tuesday, January 11th 2011, at 11 a.m.
I wish you all Health, Joy and Plenty to Eat, Drink and Share!
Prof. Sol Colmenares

Código	1 (30%)	2 (30%)	3 (40%)	grade	+2 puntos por publicación
200742059	3,8	3,3	3,2	3,4	3,6
200747507	4,4	4,1	3,7	4,0	4,2
200534880	3,2	4	3,4	3,5	3,7
200742023	4,1	3,5	3	3,5	3,7
200750183	3,9	3,4	3	3,4	3,6
200439477	3	3	3,6	3,2	3,4
200738919	3,3	4,5	4	3,9	4,1
200543784	3,3	4,2	3,8	3,8	4,0
200745623	4,8	2	3,7	3,5	3,7
200751059	3.0	3,5	3.1	3,2	3,2
200751715	4,8	4,4	4,1	4,4	4,6
200738004	4,5	4	3,2	3,8	4,0
200738196	4,8	3,3	4,1	4,1	4,3
200745425	3	3	3,1	3,0	3,2

1: First mid-term

2: Microwriting practices (Summary, Mind map, Glossary) + Personal Writing Project

3: Final exam

Breakfast 3

Breakfast 2

Breakfast!

ENGLISH BREAKFAST!

I want to inform you that we are having The English Breakfast next Wednesday. So we have to bring the ingredients.
Here is the list, so you have to choose which one you are taking to contribute to the breakfast (make sure you bring enough for everyone, we're 15):
Chocolate drink ...............LEIDY
Milk...........................JOHN JAIRO
Orange juice...................LUISA
Pancakes.......................IVETH
Eggs (1 panal).................???????
Coffee.........................???????
Bacon..........................???????
Sausages or hot dogs...........???????
Bread..........................???????
Fruits(melon,apple,mango,etc)..???????

Am I missing any important ingredient?? You can bring it!

LITERACY: OTHER WAY TO LOOK AT IT

“Human rights are "rights and freedoms to which all humans are entitled".[1] Proponents of the concept usually assert that everyone is endowed with certain entitlements merely by reason of being human.[
The right to education
Main article: Right to education
Article 13 of the Covenant recognizes the right of everyone to education. This is to be directed towards "the full development of the human personality and the sense of its dignity",[14] and enable all persons to participate effectively in society. Education is seen both as a human right and as "an indispensable means of realizing other human rights", and so this is one of the longest and most important articles of the Covenant.[45]
Public participation is a political principle or practice, and may also be recognized as a right (right to public participation). The terms public participation may be used interchangeably with the concept or practice of stakeholder engagement and/or popular participation” HUMAN RIGHT WATCH...

LITERACY, understood as a social practice, is not only a way of participation but also a right.

THANKS A LOT

I JUST WANT TO THANK MABEL AND YVETH TO HAVE OUR BOOK PRINTED...

YOU GIRLS DID SUCH A GREAT JOB!

Late...

Since some of our classmates sent their texts toooo late, I was not able to have it printed for today as I was supposed to. So, I already have the copies but the "book" is going to be ready on Monday. I hope it is not too late! We owe teacher Sol an apology for being late!
There are some of you guys that have not paid yet, and I'm still waiting for the money, please!. You can reach me at office 2016 in our building, I'll be there until 7:00 pm today and tomorrow until 5pm.

Thanks!

About the so-called: "BOOK"...

We have not received all of the texts you were suppose to send Mabel this weekend in order to organize them and to be able to print the "book" these Tuesday so it can be ready for Thursday!! Remember that we have to pay more or less $10.000 pesos each book, so please make sure you guys bring the money on Tuesday and hand it to Mabel or Me. It is just a little more effort we need, it is almost finished, let's make it!! Please guys send your texts and bring the money ASAP!!!
Thanks,

Iveth

Hi!!! I want to propose "a quasi" another title:

Navigating in Academic Writing

A collection of different students' works

And the following pictures according to the title…

What do you think? A, B, or C... Or any …

for the cover visit this page:

http://pryat.com/signs/books/dummies/cover.asp?pic=pointing&allow=&text=3&text2=6&text3=5&title=1&tag=2&book=4

THE TITLE/THE IMAGE FOR THE COVER

I've been thinking about the title and I liked the one John Alex proposed in the classroom("ACADEMIC WRITING FOR/BY DUMMIES"), and after we voted it as a definitive title for the book I heard many of you guys complaining about it, however I did not hear any proposal at all. If you guys do not like the title we decided, you should just give an idea about what would you like it to be. However, we do not have much time to think for a long period of time, so if there is not any other idea, we'll keep that title.

For those who did not like it, because of the word DUMMIES, I have news for you:
according to wikipedia (not the most reliable source but is basic and simple) For Dummies is an extensive series of instructional / reference books which are intended to present non-intimidating guides for readers new to the various topics covered. Despite the title, their publisher has taken great pains to emphasize that the For Dummies books are not literally for dummies. The subtitle for every book is, "A Reference for the Rest of Us!". To date, over 1,700 For Dummies titles have been published. The series has been a worldwide success with editions in numerous other languages.
The books are an example of a media franchise, consistently sporting a distinctive cover — usually yellow and black with a triangular-headed cartoon figure known as the "Dummies Man", and an informal, blackboard-style logo. The icons and much of the design was originally done by University Graphics, a Palo Alto design firm.[citation needed] Prose is simple and direct; bold icons, such as a piece of string tied around an index finger, are placed in the margin to indicate particularly important passages.
Almost all Dummies books are organized around sections called "parts", which are groups of related chapters. Parts are almost always preceded by a Rich Tennant comic that refers to some part of the subject under discussion. Sometimes the same Tennant drawing reappears in another Dummies book with a new caption.

Looking forward to hearing for your ideas about it!!!

December 1st 2010

Dear students,
As some of you have complained about not having finished your texts, you can use this class time to refine your work and review your classmates' projects so that the compilation is ready by Friday.
I have posted the link to a tutorial about book binding. Hope it will be useful.

THE UGLY DOOR

I want to share something I found on the web...

"It is extremely important to understand how important the title of your article or book is. Your title is the door to your article. If you have an old , ugly and rusty door few people will come up through it.

Now, how you build a good title? Think why people would want to read your article: could help them somehow? Would they get information from it? Would they learn something? Reading your article would improve their quality of life somehow? These are questions that you should ask yourself in order to start building a POWERFUL title"

Moreover the title has to be faithful to the content and to the proces through which the content was built. Having " academic writing for dummis or whatever it is" as the title of our book is not fair nor faithful to our process. Accordingly I propose "I READ THEN I WRITE students authorial voices" as our beautiful DOOR.


Read more: http://www.articlesbase.com/article-marketing-articles/understanding-the-importance-of-a-title-1665773.html#ixzz16s0qvEAO
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A reflection of what happend and what's happening in our world

American Indian, Chief Seattle letter

American Indian, Chief Seattle, wrote to President Franklin Pierce in 1854. . How can you buy or sell the sky, the warmth of the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them? Every part of this earth is sacred to my people. Every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every clearing and humming insect is holy in the memory and experience of my people. The sap which courses through the trees carries the memories of the red man. The white man's dead forget the country of their birth when they go to walk among the stars. Our dead never forget this beautiful earth, for it is the mother of the red man. We are part of the earth and it is a part of us. The perfumed flowers are our sisters; the deer, the horse, the great eagle, these are our brothers. The rocky crests, the juices in the meadows, the body heat of the pony, and man--all belong to the same family. So, when the Great Chief in Washington sends word that he wishes to buy our land, he asks much of us. The Great Chief sends word he will reserve us a place so that we can live comfortably to ourselves. He will be our father and we will be his children. So we will consider your offer to buy our land. But it will not be easy. For this land is sacred to us. This shining water that moves in the streams and rivers is not just water but the blood of our ancestors. If we sell you land, you must remember that it is sacred, and you must teach your children that it is sacred and that each ghastly reflection in the clear water of the lake tells of events and memories in the life of my people. The water's murmur is the voice of my father's father. The rivers are our brothers, they quench our thirst. The rivers carry our canoes, and feed our children. If we sell you our land, you must remember, and teach your children that the rivers are our brothers, and yours, and you must henceforth give the rivers the kindness you would give any brother. We know that the white man does not understand our ways. One portion of land is the same to him as the next, for he is a stranger who comes in the night and takes from the land whatever he needs. The earth is not his brother but his enemy, and when he has conquered it, he moves on. He leaves his fathers' graves and his children's birthright is forgotten. He treats his mother, the earth, and his brother, the sky, as things to be bought, plundered, sold like sheep or bright beads. His appetite will devour the earth and leave behind only a desert. I do not know. Our ways are different from your ways. The sight of your cities pains the eyes of the red man. But perhaps it is because the red man is a savage and does not understand. There is no quiet place in the white man's cities. No place to hear the unfurling of leaves in spring, or the rustle of an insect's wings. But perhaps it is because I am a savage and do not understand. The clatter only seems to insult the ears. And what is there to life if a man cannot hear the lonely cry of the whippoorwill or the arguments of the frogs around a pond at night? I am a red man and do not understand. The Indian prefers the soft sound of the wind darting over the face of a pond, and the smell of the wind itself, cleansed by rain or scented with the pine cone. The air is precious to the red man, for all things share the same breath: the beast, the tree, the man, they all share the same breath. The white men, they all share the same breath. The white man does not seem to notice the air he breathes. Like a man dying for many days, he is numb to the stench. But if we sell you our land, you must remember that the air is precious to us, that the air gave our grandfather his first breath also received his last sigh. And if we sell you our land, you must keep it apart and sacred, as a place where even the white man can go to taste the wind that is sweetened by the meadow's flowers.

So we will consider your offer to buy our land. If we decide to accept I will make one condition. The white man must treat the beasts of this land as his brothers. I am savage and I do not understand any other way. I have seen a thousand rotting buffaloes on the prairie, left by the white man who shot them from a passing train. I am a savage and I do not understand how the smoking iron horse can be more important that the buffalo that we kill only to stay alive. What is man without the beasts? If all the beasts were gone, man would die from a great loneliness of spirit. For whatever happens to the beasts, soon happens to man. All things are connected. You must teach your children that the ground beneath their feet is the ashes of our grandfathers. So that they will respect the land, tell your children that the earth is rich with the lives of our kin. Teach your children what we have taught our children, that the earth is our mother. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons of the earth. Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself. Even the white man, whose God walks and talks with him as friend to friend, cannot be exempt from the common destiny. We may be brothers after all. We shall see. One thing we know, which the white man may one day discover---our God is the same God. You may think now that you own Him as you wish to own our land; but you cannot. He is the God of man and his compassion is equal for the red man and the white. The earth is precious to him, and to harm the earth is to heap contempt upon its Creator. The Whites, too, shall pass; perhaps sooner than all other tribes. Contaminate your bed and you will one night suffocate in your own waste. But in your perishing, you will shine brightly, fired by the strength of the God who brought you to this land and for some special purpose gave you dominion over this land and over the red man. That destiny is a mystery to us, for we do not understand when the buffalo are all slaughtered, the wild horses are tamed, the secret corners of the forest heavy with the scent of many men, and the view of the ripe hills blotted out by talking wires. Where is the thicket? Gone. Where is the eagle? Gone.