English Class

Well, I began this class for a commitment. I have never enjoyed English class, and I wouldn’t want take this class, because I don’t have time and I didn’t like.
In this class I’m always feel in action, and I can speak, write y think quickly in English, but still I’m feel clumsy when I must speak, write or something quickly in English. It’s confidence problem with me. Always I have troubles spelling or diction but I know I know. It’s hard,. After, fifteen minutes ago, I don’t know if I write “fifteen” or “fiveteen” but after I was worse.

I began with fear but I met a lovely teacher. She’s funny, crazy and very nice. We (I with my classmate) even started with easy classes. We review grammatical, sang, read, spoke, all in English. We use an English text and do it.

I enjoy this experience because we do many activities. We talk, read and learn!
The pronunciation was a big problem that we had but she teach us how do it. I knew write and read so good, but talk… I was always slow…

The activities are very interesting. We use a blog and write about many themes. We write about us, about our thinks and other things. We write a lot.

I have only one big problem with this class, My teacher!!! Ahahah Was a joke xD The problem’s the hour and days. All Wednesday I’m thinking about my work for Tuesday, because I have the most important class this day -.- and always I have do something -.- and the class’s so late.

I can say that this class must have other hour in week xD because it is not enough for me. I think. If we use more English in other class, The learn wold be more easy. I need more practice. I forget a lot xD

BUT! I have to say that our teacher’s the best! I learn to much 

(please, don't kill me. The picture was take by Jesu ... with my camera and was not my idea... Really yes xD)

Along time ago, I was studying at USACH. My first universitary experience. It was In this time I began to change my decision about who I must study. There were the last day here, I should do PSU and finally enter to study filmmaking.

This day was Tuesday, a great day. Before, It had was raining and we had finished a hard mathematic test. Eric (photographer) had been meeting people for make a party in Sherwood. All students of JBCH zone make party and celebrated in this place. At JBCH before earthquake had been Psychology, Education, Journalist and Bachelorship. I was study in the last.

In this picture, You can see Gonzalo, He is seeing to camera. He was my classmate, and now I’m working with him in a Documental proyect, about “Propedeútico” and his experience, because he didn’t need PSU for enter to study. I am making this project and tomorrow I must present it.

In other side, You can see an arm. Seba’s arm. Seba is an other ex-classmate, He was a great student and now, He study Industrial Engineering with Gonzalo. They have a Metal band and play all Saturdays with other guys of Bachelorship.

I remember those guys drinking beer and other girls talking about her academy future. We are ten students in our last day.

m.. You can see me , I was wearing a blue T-shirt, I lost this T-shirt in Peumo. I carry a bag, I have and use this bag now.Em. I don’t’ know who I could say…

Concert

I remember my first concert. When I was 14 yeas old, I travel to Santiago for 3 hours in a old bus. Three week after I had buy my ticket and called my cousin for invited him. Obviously, he accepted.
When I arrived to Santiago my cousin had been looking for me in the station. We thought be late for the concert and quickly run to metro. When we were near of place we lost. I had talking with people looking for “Victor Jara” Stadium and after on hour we arrived here.
The concert was of Mago de Oz ( Now, I don’t like this band) and if I listened their music, I didn’t know them. I didn’t know how was their faces. I had been impatient for know them, for Listen them.
The Band did two concerts, and the first previously would be in the Theatre Providencia, for not many people and the second in Victor Jara Stadium. I went to the first but it didn’t be in the Theatre Providencia and was in the Victor Jara Stadium.
When we enter, I saw little groups of people, after will arrive more, but not many yet. The concert began and was so cool. The music hurt for everywhere. And all people were singing and jumping I was not me, (well, I never be like me in the concerts) I was so good, so happy. I danced, sang, jumped. I caught a pick, but I lost it in here. I was in front, and the bands forward my eyes, No many people, I could be in the final and see near to me. The concert was magical. After we must run to Alameda for take a bus to the station. I had 20 minutes for arrive and take a bus to Peumo, where I lived then.
This day Juan Pablo II died, it was freak, and the day after concert it was my birthday. Beacause It’s my best concert, not only for the concert, for the day.

In my short university live. I didn't have a lot of teachers. I had study “Bachillerato” in USACH because I didn0t know what study.
After,I came to study Cinema and TV in U de Chile. In here I meet very special teacher but the most important was Carlos Ossa. I had three theory classes with him about the language, cultural context and the representations.
He is a good orator, when he started his classes, he didn’t hey hello or something, he talk a lot. He didn’t stop when he speak, threes hours didn’t stop. His language was bigger but many times he said “The Image”,"strictly speaking", “Representation”, words was used by he for talk about to much thinks. It does very hard understand the first time when he started to talk about something, but he always repeated in different forms.
He have a big patience and help when somebody need he for something. When someone have problems with a works or homework if you go with him, always if He can, he help you. Obviously, I’m talking about academic’s problems.
In the first year in the university I learn to much, thanks to him.

Threes weeks ago, we must does a presentation about Godard for Documental Class and we went to him. He given us a book, a film and a short class about Gordard.