Projects

1. The “Blah-blah” team

In the main roles: Annabella and Vasko

2. The “Fairytale” team

The Story Tellers: Ecaterina, Ida, Tsvety, Ivana

3. The Web Crew

The nerds: Lyubena, Mihaela, Mila, Radan

4. The “Balkanwood” team

The movie-makers: Milan T., Milan B., Kristina, Azra, Andrijana, Andrej, Tomislav, Ivanka

6 Responses to “Projects”

  1. balkans2010 April 26, 2010 at 11:18 pm #

    “Fairytale” was my favorite…Same story already exist…But the way girls told her..Atmosphere…Belive me…It is far better than original..- Milan T.
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  2. Mihaela April 28, 2010 at 11:59 am #

    Hello,

    I really liked all the mini-projects but I have a special wish from the “Fairytale team” and the “Balkanwood team”: to put the story and the movies on this blog.

    please guys, make my wish come true !!

    miss u all

  3. Ivana May 1, 2010 at 11:24 pm #

    Here it is! :) I searched for the whole written version of the book but I couldn’t find it :/ ! I hope this would be kind of making your wish come true! :)
    I’ll bring you the book next time- – - to read it, to touch it, to feel it :)
    Hopefully – see ya soon!

  4. Milan May 4, 2010 at 12:26 pm #

    Never fear lady’s…I will start on that in Friday.Although there is one film version of that.
    Here it is…

  5. Ivana May 9, 2010 at 10:44 am #

    The Giving Tree

    Once there was a tree….
    and she loved a little boy.
    And everyday the boy would come
    and he would gather her leaves
    and make them into crowns
    and play king of the forest.
    He would climb up her trunk
    and swing from her branches
    and eat apples.
    And they would play hide-and-go-seek.
    And when he was tired,
    he would sleep in her shade.
    And the boy loved the tree….
    very much.
    And the tree was happy.
    But time went by.
    And the boy grew older.
    And the tree was often alone.
    Then one day the boy came to the tree
    and the tree said, “Come, Boy, come and
    climb up my trunk and swing from my
    branches and eat apples and play in my
    shade and be happy.”
    “I am too big to climb and play” said
    the boy.
    “I want to buy things and have fun.
    I want some money?”
    “I’m sorry,” said the tree, “but I
    have no money.
    I have only leaves and apples.
    Take my apples, Boy, and sell them in
    the city. Then you will have money and
    you will be happy.”
    And so the boy climbed up the
    tree and gathered her apples
    and carried them away.
    And the tree was happy.
    But the boy stayed away for a long time….
    and the tree was sad.
    And then one day the boy came back
    and the tree shook with joy
    and she said, “Come, Boy, climb up my trunk
    and swing from my branches and be happy.”
    “I am too busy to climb trees,” said the boy.
    “I want a house to keep me warm,” he said.
    “I want a wife and I want children,
    and so I need a house.
    Can you give me a house ?”
    ” I have no house,” said the tree.
    “The forest is my house,
    but you may cut off
    my branches and build a
    house. Then you will be happy.”

    And so the boy cut off her branches
    and carried them away
    to build his house.
    And the tree was happy.
    But the boy stayed away for a long time.
    And when he came back,
    the tree was so happy
    she could hardly speak.
    “Come, Boy,” she whispered,
    “come and play.”
    “I am too old and sad to play,”
    said the boy.
    “I want a boat that will
    take me far away from here.
    Can you give me a boat?”
    “Cut down my trunk
    and make a boat,” said the tree.
    “Then you can sail away…
    and be happy.”
    And so the boy cut down her trunk
    and made a boat and sailed away.
    And the tree was happy
    … but not really.

    And after a long time
    the boy came back again.
    “I am sorry, Boy,”
    said the tree,” but I have nothing
    left to give you –
    My apples are gone.”
    “My teeth are too weak
    for apples,” said the boy.
    “My branches are gone,”
    said the tree. ” You
    cannot swing on them – ”
    “I am too old to swing
    on branches,” said the boy.
    “My trunk is gone, ” said the tree.
    “You cannot climb – ”
    “I am too tired to climb” said the boy.
    “I am sorry,” sighed the tree.
    “I wish that I could give you something….
    but I have nothing left.
    I am just an old stump.
    I am sorry….”
    “I don’t need very much now,” said the boy.
    “just a quiet place to sit and rest.
    I am very tired.”
    “Well,” said the tree, straightening
    herself up as much as she could,
    “well, an old stump is good for sitting and resting
    Come, Boy, sit down. Sit down and rest.”
    And the boy did.
    And the tree was happy.

  6. Ivana May 9, 2010 at 10:50 am #

    I found it :D !

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