Monday, April 16, 2012

2nd MINI SAGA CONTEST: VOTE FOR YOUR FAVOURITE MINI SAGA


The finalists of the 2nd mini saga contest have already been chosen. 

Thanks a lot to all the 66 participants for their great stories!

 It has been really difficult to pick out just 10 so in the end we have chosen 12 finalists.


Please, read the finalists below and vote for your favourite one with the gadget on the right.
The  finalists with the highest number of votes will become the winners. There will be three prizes which will be announced on Wednesday, 25th April.

Thanks for your collaboration and ENJOY YOUR READING!


A clear issue
It comes again and again over its origin. After continuous and unavoidable changes, unappreciated, defiled, after walking long distances, It has the strength to come back and face its uncertain destiny, perhaps lost into the wet crowd or up in the sky. Renewable, clear, pure...straightforward, it´s water.

A war tragedy
April, 1937. A Spanish town. Roberto, aged 16, is playing a football match in a forbidden pitch. Suddenly, gunshots are heard so the players start running. Soldiers chase them and soon shoot them all. When the captain approached he could recognize Roberto, his only son, among the dead boys.

 A young girl’s hopeless dream.
A sad regret broke the silence,
It came from a lonely maiden.
She stopped reading the book
And looked at the flowing brook,
“Oh!, tell me more, please,
And I’ll give you a kiss”.
“I read it”, sounded in the fog
“I read it, I read it”, answered the frogs.

Always Together
 I have patiently waited, having it so close... There is no way back, this is the time…I already feel it inside me, such a warm sensation... The waiting is turning me mad. I finally surrender to the smell. All my body is shaking. I can´t resist it!  God Bless Caffeine!!!!

American Logic
Jesus and Mary had everything they needed but they decided to remodel everything in their kitchen. They used the best materials and installed the best and most sophisticated appliances in the market. When the Kitchen was ready, Mary asked Joseph: What do you want to order, pizza or Chinese food?
  
Cries of Pain
I was there, surrounded by cries of pain. Making my way through that dark and wet place. I could feel I was being called out, someone was urging me to get out, to be free. Suddenly, there was light and silence began; my  mother was tucking me in her arms.

Honey for the King-to-be
Princes John and James set off to hunt bears, but once in the forest each went his own way. John found a bear eating bee hive. He fired but missed the animal. A cry was heard. The bear and the bees fled. Brotherless, John savoured the royal honey all alone.

How things change
He’d never imagined he’d end up his days in a place like that. Through the window he could see the forest he used to walk through. He was a very good runner. Always the best.
-       Hello, Mr. Wolf, you have to take your medicine, said Little Red Riding Hood.

Motherly Love
 She runs through the forest. Branches hit her face. She breathes with difficulty. Sometimes, she stops and hears his strides. Suddenly, a shot crosses the air. Darkness. Her last thought is for her babies who are sleeping safely into her den. “Who will look after my five cubs?” she wondered.

Such is life
In the end she had to give up. After listening carefully to that monologue explaining the rules she tried to do the task once and again. It was an unreachable number. Fifty, no more, no less. She was only able to write stories of twenty five words with double meaning.

Superman?
A walk along Arenal Beach in Mallorca is always surprising. This time, pedestrians are looking up; the shouting and music from a hotel window are deafening. Suddenly, something falls down to the street. People are screaming: It’s a bird! It’s a plane! No!  Plaff! It was a German doing balconing

The missionary position
Before leaving, the missionaries gave saws to the natives so that they could saw trees easily. Years later, the missionaries returned. The natives gave thanks to them. The missionaries, excited, asked: Have you created a timber industry? No, we haven’t! We have spent the time we saved with our women.

2 comments:

  1. CONGRATULATIONS to you all, even if your mini saga is not part of these 12! I enjoyed myself a lot reading them. Some of them made my hairs stand on end, some of them were moving and some made me laugh.

    THANK YOU for your participation. If we continue with the mini saga contest we'll end up having to publish a compilation, they're so good. Aldiss I think your match's been born...

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  2. I like very much this project that mixed literature and English learning. The english dept. of Santiago and Ribeira EOI have great ideas. Thanks!

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