At last I´ve finished the wiki on Easter. To be honest it isn´t the first time that I´ve made a wiki, but it always takes time if you want to prepare something decent.
http://easterholidays.wikispaces.com/
domingo, 22 de enero de 2012
sábado, 7 de enero de 2012
CREATING OUR OWN PODCASTS
As I see it , podcasts can enhance our digital competence a great deal, but it is not easy , especially for us non-native speakers of English to have our voices recorded. We often feen unconfident, uneasy when doing that.
I think that unlike teachers, our students are not so afraid of making mistakes and they like experimenting with this new tool. To be honest, last year I learned the basics about this program -audacity-but I´ve never tried this with my students.One reason against this is that recording the students´ voices is not so easy as it seems and sometimes they can become disruptive on doing that. In addition, students need to compare their recordings with the original ones to be aware of their mistakes.
MY PODCAST
Here I want to recite a very inspiring poem to me, especially when I feel blue or in a gloomy state of mind.
Not Waving But Drowning by Stevie Smith
Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought
And not waving but drowning.
Poor chap, he always loved larking
And now he's dead
It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way,
They said.Oh, no no no, it was too cold always
(Still the dead one lay moaning)
I was much too far out all my life
And not waving but drowning.
I think that unlike teachers, our students are not so afraid of making mistakes and they like experimenting with this new tool. To be honest, last year I learned the basics about this program -audacity-but I´ve never tried this with my students.One reason against this is that recording the students´ voices is not so easy as it seems and sometimes they can become disruptive on doing that. In addition, students need to compare their recordings with the original ones to be aware of their mistakes.
MY PODCAST
Here I want to recite a very inspiring poem to me, especially when I feel blue or in a gloomy state of mind.
Not Waving But Drowning by Stevie Smith
Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought
And not waving but drowning.
Poor chap, he always loved larking
And now he's dead
It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way,
They said.Oh, no no no, it was too cold always
(Still the dead one lay moaning)
I was much too far out all my life
And not waving but drowning.
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