le texte anglais qui a fait pleurer une élève de 6ème A

C'est une élève de 11 ans, très active , très motivée par la nouvelle langue qui est l'anglais, une petite fille d'une intelligence exceptionnelle!
Un matin en sortant du cours d'anglais, elle a vu un texte sur mon bureau, elle m'a demandé la permission de le voir.
je lui ai dit: "mais ma fille c'est un texte anglais que tu ne peux comprendre, toi qui es dans ton huitième mois d'apprentissage pour cette langue"!
Elle n'a rien dit et a quitté la salle de classe! je l'ai appelé et je lui ai donné le texte quand même..j'ai voulu juste voir pourquoi elle a tenu bon pour le lire !
je l'ai surveillé , je l'ai vu qui regardait son dictionnaire anglais de temps en temps! au bout d'un petit quart d'heure, je l'ai vu qui pleurait, je ne comprenais pas!! elle a compris le texte ? Non, impossible! c'est un anglais très dur pour elle!
je lui ai demandé pourquoi pleurait elle .
elle m'a surprise par sa réponse:" HOLLY m'a fait de la peine!!!!"
Pour une surprise c'en est une!!!!
Eh oui!! elle a compris ce texte!!!et elle, qui n'a fait que quelques mois d'apprentissage d'anglais!!! je restais inerte!

Voilà le texte qui a fait pleurer mon élève de la sixième A , groupe 1, à l'école primaire El MIDA!

"Dear Claire,
I'd never had a friend until I met you.All the other children at school just saw my wheelchair,not the real me. But you were different;you looked on me as a person not as the girl on the wheelchair.It was my first day at a new school and you were the only one there who came to talk to me. You saved me a place right next to your desk in our classroom. I told you what was wrong with my legs:when I was a baby,the doctors said I had CDH, wich means congenital dislocation of the hips. I' d been in and out of hospital all my life having my legs and hips in plaster, but nothing worked. After that,you started pushing me from classroom to classroom without complaining. Soon , we were doing almost everything together. We were like sisters, inseparable.
I knew you had "asthma" but it didn't really frighten me because you coped so well with it .Then,last year,you went to France for the whole summer.I really missed you,but we wrote loads of letters.While you were away, I heard something could be done about my legs.A friend of my dad's in America knew of a special hospital there. They said I might be able to walk without a wheelchair. But I 'd had six operations already and the thought to another one terrified me . So , I refused. Then you phoned from France,I remember your exact words :"It's a once-in-a lifetime opportunity. How will we do the things we've planned if you 're still struck in a wheechair ?"
I realized you were right .When you returned from France you stayed with me for a weekend.Then a few days later, you didn't turn up to school. We were supposed to go riding together, so I rang my mum "I don't want to go without Claire",I said her voice sounded strange . Then,my form teacher came to find me and broke the terrible news.
She said you'd had a bad asthma attack in the early hours of the morning, and died in your mum's arms .
I thought she was joking, it sounded so unbelievable. I cried and cried,I just couldn't seem to stop myself !
I'm making sure no one forgets you, Claire. I'm raising money to buy a special bench to be put in the school grounds in your honor and inscribed with one of your poems. And I've still got one more thing to do. I'm having the operation in America for you. I'll think of you telling me to "go for it ". Even though you won't be at the end of the phone to support me .I know, somewhere , you will sill be with me.
thank you , Claire for being my friend.
Thank you all my love for ever
Holly
BEST Feb, 28 1995""



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