SHORT STORY CONTEST: "JANE AUSTEN"
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Deadline: MONDAY 10th JANUARY 2022
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JANE AUSTEN SHORT STORY CONTEST 2018 THE WINNERS ARE:
ESO
1st prize
Javier Manuel Ramón Buendía E2C
BACHILLERATO
First prize EX AEQUO :
Patrícia Pérez López B2B
Brenda Román Pereira B1F
1st prize
Javier Manuel Ramón Buendía E2C
BACHILLERATO
First prize EX AEQUO :
Patrícia Pérez López B2B
Brenda Román Pereira B1F
JANE AUSTEN SHORT STORY CONTEST 2017
the winner !!!!!
the winner !!!!!
Adrián Ortuño Sevilla
1º Bachillerato A
JANE AUSTEN SHORT STORY CONTEST 2016
the winners !!!!!
FIRST PRIZE
1º premio THE KILLING MANSION 2º BACH A Carlos Torralba Martínez
2º premio ANIMALS WE ARE 2º BACH C Pablo Pastor
3º premio ex-aequo
TWO NIGHTS OF TERROR 2º BACH C IRENE RIQUELME FERNÁNDEZ
THE DOLL 3º ESO PAULA TORTOSA GRACIA
2º premio ANIMALS WE ARE 2º BACH C Pablo Pastor
3º premio ex-aequo
TWO NIGHTS OF TERROR 2º BACH C IRENE RIQUELME FERNÁNDEZ
THE DOLL 3º ESO PAULA TORTOSA GRACIA
SECOND PRIZE
Third prize Ex- aequo
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2015
MASTERPIECE written by María Dolores Guillén García
Walking clears up his mind from all the problems that filled it. For him, everything can be painted, can be graffitied. Everything is waiting for the art his hands can do. He loves winter nights. They are so freezing that the cold gets to the core, to inside your bones as if they were replaced by icicles.
He will stop painting. His mother cannot pay all the fines that his art attracts just to give colour to this grey city. Murder, corruption and other disasters that the city police does nothing to remedy. Policemen prefer to arrest him for painting this disgusting city. It doesn’t matter. The night clears him up. He is a nocturnal creature.
That new building under construction leads him to an ideal space for one of his works. However, fines have left him without any money. He can’t afford the paints he needs. This will be his last work, his masterpiece. He knows how to make money. He has done it before. Just for another time, nothing will happen. He goes to Abdul’s shop. He always has a job for him. He pays well and gives him a discount in the spray paintings.
Abdul gives him a backpack. He says he has to take it to the other side of the city. Police will never stop a kid riding a skateboard. They cannot even imagine that he is a drug postman. He just do the job smoothly. Back at Abdul’s shop, he pays him as previously agreed. He buys all the staff he needs and goes to that perfect place he has found to create his work.
He climbs the better he can that building under construction. Everybody will see his mural depicting what really this damn town is, where nobody does anything for anybody unless they get some benefits.
Once he is up, he sees how the big full moon lights up everything like a big focus. The light and the illumination are perfect. He takes all the spray cans and his skate out of his backpack. He leaves everything scattered around. He focuses all his attention in the white wall that there is in front of him. He shakes the spray cans. He feels how the paints move inside and he listens, as if it was the last time, that metallic sound that is made by the small ball inside of the spray can that mix the pigments he will use to tell what he thinks of this disgusting city. He breathes deeply and starts his work.
He paints fine and defined strokes and, layer by layer, he fills the wall’s space as if he was possessed by the spirits of great artists. He almost have finished. It is even better than he had thought. It seems that the planets have aligned for his last work, his masterpiece: that wall, the full moon, his perfect strokes... All those circumstances helps him to express what he thinks.
He gave the final retouches to his mural. When he finishes, he feels a happiness he haven’t felt for a really long time. He looks at his hands that are also painted while he gives a step back to look at his work. It’s great, it’s simply perfect. He gave another step back to see it better but he trips over his skateboard. He irremediably falls from the building where he decided to paint what will be his last work, his masterpiece.
MASTERPIECE written by María Dolores Guillén García
Walking clears up his mind from all the problems that filled it. For him, everything can be painted, can be graffitied. Everything is waiting for the art his hands can do. He loves winter nights. They are so freezing that the cold gets to the core, to inside your bones as if they were replaced by icicles.
He will stop painting. His mother cannot pay all the fines that his art attracts just to give colour to this grey city. Murder, corruption and other disasters that the city police does nothing to remedy. Policemen prefer to arrest him for painting this disgusting city. It doesn’t matter. The night clears him up. He is a nocturnal creature.
That new building under construction leads him to an ideal space for one of his works. However, fines have left him without any money. He can’t afford the paints he needs. This will be his last work, his masterpiece. He knows how to make money. He has done it before. Just for another time, nothing will happen. He goes to Abdul’s shop. He always has a job for him. He pays well and gives him a discount in the spray paintings.
Abdul gives him a backpack. He says he has to take it to the other side of the city. Police will never stop a kid riding a skateboard. They cannot even imagine that he is a drug postman. He just do the job smoothly. Back at Abdul’s shop, he pays him as previously agreed. He buys all the staff he needs and goes to that perfect place he has found to create his work.
He climbs the better he can that building under construction. Everybody will see his mural depicting what really this damn town is, where nobody does anything for anybody unless they get some benefits.
Once he is up, he sees how the big full moon lights up everything like a big focus. The light and the illumination are perfect. He takes all the spray cans and his skate out of his backpack. He leaves everything scattered around. He focuses all his attention in the white wall that there is in front of him. He shakes the spray cans. He feels how the paints move inside and he listens, as if it was the last time, that metallic sound that is made by the small ball inside of the spray can that mix the pigments he will use to tell what he thinks of this disgusting city. He breathes deeply and starts his work.
He paints fine and defined strokes and, layer by layer, he fills the wall’s space as if he was possessed by the spirits of great artists. He almost have finished. It is even better than he had thought. It seems that the planets have aligned for his last work, his masterpiece: that wall, the full moon, his perfect strokes... All those circumstances helps him to express what he thinks.
He gave the final retouches to his mural. When he finishes, he feels a happiness he haven’t felt for a really long time. He looks at his hands that are also painted while he gives a step back to look at his work. It’s great, it’s simply perfect. He gave another step back to see it better but he trips over his skateboard. He irremediably falls from the building where he decided to paint what will be his last work, his masterpiece.
2014 WINNERS!
FIRST WINNER PILAR CARRASCO PUJANTE 2º BACHILLERATO A with her short tale, "DREAMS CAN CHANGE PEOPLE"
EX-AEQUO WINNERS NURIA SORNICHERO INIESTA 1º BACHILLERATO A with her short tale named "AUTUMN", and SAMUEL ESTEBAN MARTINEZ de 4ESO D/E with his tale named "THE OLD MAN AND VINCENT'S STORY"
THANK YOU VERY MUCH TO ALL THOSE STUDENTS WHO TOOK PART IN THE CONTEST!!!
FIRST PRIZE TALE
FIRST WINNER PILAR CARRASCO PUJANTE 2º BACHILLERATO A with her short tale, "DREAMS CAN CHANGE PEOPLE"
EX-AEQUO WINNERS NURIA SORNICHERO INIESTA 1º BACHILLERATO A with her short tale named "AUTUMN", and SAMUEL ESTEBAN MARTINEZ de 4ESO D/E with his tale named "THE OLD MAN AND VINCENT'S STORY"
THANK YOU VERY MUCH TO ALL THOSE STUDENTS WHO TOOK PART IN THE CONTEST!!!
FIRST PRIZE TALE
Second Prizes Ex-Aequo
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