Kosetime

Eit langt liv som lærar har lært meg at ein bør unngå ordet kosetime. Det ein risikerer då, er at elevane på slutten av kjem med ein halvsur kommentar om at det var ein heller kjedeleg kosetime.  Nei, det er betre å finne på noko litt annleis ein vanleg time.  Då risikerer ein at nokon kjem med ein kommentar om at det var ein kjekk time.

I dag planla eg ein litt annleis engelsktime.  Eg tok med "England's rose"-CD-en min.  Det er lett å finne lyrics på nettet.  Eg tok ut nokre ord, slik at elevane fekk konsentrere seg om å sette dei inn i teksten samtidig som dei lytta.  Deretter spelte vi songen og song attåt.  Frivilleg lekse var å finne videoen frå gravferda på You Tube.

Her er mykje å samtale om.  Ulykka, paparazzi, gravferda, songen som vart skriven om,  Diana,  Elton John - you name it!



Elton John - Candle In The Wind (Princess Diana Tribute) lyrics

Goodbye England's rose
May you ever grow in our hearts
You were the grace that placed itself
Where lives were torn apart
You called out to our country
And you whispered to those in pain
Now you belong to heaven
And the stars spell out your name


And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never fading with the sunset
When the rain set in
And your footsteps will always fall you
Along England's greenest hills
Your candle's burned out long before
Your legend never will


Loveliness we've lost
These empty days without your smile
This torch we'll always carry
For our nation's golden child
And even though we try
The truth brings us to tears
All our words cannot express
The joy you brought us through the years


And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never fading with the sunset
When the rain set in
And your footsteps will always fall you
Along England's greenest hills
Your candle's burned out long before
Your legend never will


Goodbye England's rose
May you ever grow in our hearts
You were the grace that placed itself
Where lives were torn apart
Goodbye England's rose
From a country lost without your soul
Who'll miss the wings of your compassion
More than you'll ever know


And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never fading with the sunset
When the rain set in
And you footsteps will always fall you
Along England's greenest hills
Your candle's burned out long before
Your legend never will