Rooms by Charlotte Mew


I remember rooms that have had their part

     In the steady slowing down of the heart.

The room in Paris, the room at Geneva,

The little damp room with the seaweed smell,

And that ceaseless maddening sound of the tide—

     Rooms where for good or for ill—things died.

But there is the room where we (two) lie dead,

Though every morning we seem to wake and might just as well seem to sleep again

     As we shall somewhere in the other quieter, dustier bed

     Out there in the sun—in the rain.

Answer the following questions:

I worked with Sol Bernusi and Trinidad Torrendell.

1. Read about the writer.

Make notes about her life and about what may have influenced her writings.  Why is it said that the life of the writer was a tragedy?

It is said that her life was a tragedy because:

  • She came from a large family of seven children, Mew witnessed three brothers die while she was still a child, another was committed to a mental asylum alongside one of her sisters – both for schizophrenia. As a result of this history of mental illness, both her and the remaining sister decided not to marry so they wouldn’t pass on these issues to their children.
  • It is also believed that she was a lesbian, in a time when it was definitely not cool to be a lesbian. However, it is unclear as to whether she ever realised her sexuality with a lesbian relationship. It sounds a bit to me like critics have put two and two together when learning that she used to wear tailored men’s suits and decided that made her a lesbian.

Her works span the cusp between Victorian poetry and Modernism. During the Victorian period men and women’s roles became more sharply defined than at any time in history. In earlier centuries it had been usual for women to work alongside husbands and brothers in the family business.

2. Read the poem: how are “rooms” described?

Rooms is an interesting title for such a poetic peace, due to its simple meaning; a part or division of a building enclosed by walls, floor, and ceiling. But the literal meaning is not what gives the poem sense, the figurative meaning is what makes this title worth it. Mew materializes romantic relationships and separate them into rooms, reflecting about how each relationship affected her on her life. When she visits different old rooms (previous relationships) with melancholy, she ends up remembering why they ended. However, she finally tells us about the room she decided to never end up with, which is filled with memories of passion, but has much more than that.

‘…remember rooms’: Alliteration. As if rooms have some sort of meaning in addition to the experiences observed in the rooms.
.‘…steady slowing’: Again alliteration, further developed ‘…of the heart’, which essentially denotes the gradually decreasing heartbeat of someone. When does for example, when you sleep. Therefore, Mew is referring to sleep and how she remembers the rooms she has slept in. Alternatively, the slowing down of a heart could refer to the eventual death of someone, in this case the relationship.

3. “The poem offers us a poignant account of loss as qualified through the depiction of abandoned rooms. Rooms are the physical means to which relationships are developed and consecrated. It entails intimacy and love, as well as abandon and death. It shelters individuals, as well as couples, from the harshness of the natural elements outside, providing them with a private and cosy space. There is also a sense of shifting dependence as the couples travel from room to room, leaving their trails behind and simultaneously having images of the abandoned rooms imprinted upon their memories.” Account for this with quotation from the poem

I can account for this, by the following quotations:

  • “Rooms where for good or for ill, things died”
  • “Through every morning we seem to wake and might just as well seem to sleep again”

4. The poem begins “I remember”. What does this tell you about the voice? And the tone?

The opening of the poem is deeply nostalgic, with brief flashes of forgotten joy mingled with remembered bitterness. However, these diametrically opposed memories are quickly washed over with reason that stems from the joy of having a secure, stable and fully realised loved. The last four lines are a happy recall from nostalgia to the joy of today.

5. What is the theme in your opinion? What is the tone?

The theme could denote how we spend our lives essentially in rooms, and each room has its own experience and background which ultimately shapes our identity and future. Alternatively, and in addition, the rooms we spend our time in could eventually shape our personalities and identities and therefore the word rooms is used as the setting or context in which we spend the majority of our lives.  Moreover, the tone of the poem is nostalgia (“I remember”) and sorrowfulness mixed with joy, its something the author misses and remembers. Something thats no longer there, something that had died.

Virtual period Activity (Deadline: May 15)

  • Read the following poem and compare and contrast it to “Rooms”  in terms of style, language and form, paying special attention to their portrayal of abandoned rooms.

Home is so Sad
by Philip Larkin

Home is so sad. It stays as it was left,
Shaped to the comfort of the last to go
As if to win them back. Instead, bereft
Of anyone to please, it withers so,
Having no heart to put aside the theft

And turn again to what it started as,
A joyous shot at how things ought to be,
Long fallen wide. You can see how it was:
Look at the pictures and the cutlery.
The music in the piano stool. That vase. // HOME IS SO SAD de Felicitas Donato

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Nuestra Payada Intelectual

Nuestra Payada Intelectual

  • Nuestra profesora de Literatura, Camila Alberti, nos asignó un trabajo que consistia en: imaginar un duelo intelectual de carácter musical, redactar su guión y llevarlo a la pantalla. La actividad debió realizarse en grupos de entre 4 y 5 alumnos y entre todos elaboramos el guión, y luego nos repartimos las tareas vinculadas a la realización cinematográfica (dirección, filmación, actuación, edición).

Nuestro Grupo esta conformado por:  Victoria Quiroga, Alina Claps, Victoria  Lupi, Eugenia Kenny, Sol Bernusi y Felicitas Donato. 


A: Vengo a contar una historia

Que hasta ahora nadie conoce

Acudiendo a mi memoria

Para que todos la gozen

A: yo nose ni quien es Dios

Yo nose que es el amor

Pues me han roto el corazón

Y estoy lleno de dolor

B: yo tampoco sé de dios

Pero se que es el amor

Un sentimiento sin razón

Que te abre el corazón

B: es por eso que hoy te digo

Tenga fe mi fiel amigo

El amor aparece de la nada

Y te ciega la mirada

A: qué sabe usted señor 

sobre los males del amor

Si no le han roto el corazón

Y no sabe del dolor

A: el amor es una ciencia 

Que genera una falencia

Es por eso que hoy le digo

déjelo en el olvido

B: yo y mi china hemos sufrido

Y aunque todo hemos perdido,

el amor que nos tenemos

nos mantiene siempre vivos. 

A: no me importa lo que digas,

tus dichas no son mías

A mi me han abandonao

Y solo me he quedao 

A: yo tenia hijos y una esposa

Una vida hermosa

Y de la noche a la mañana

Me quede sin nada

A: con mis hijos ella partió

Y mi corazon rompio.

De la mano de un sargento 

Ella se fue sin lamento

B: tu desdicha yo comprendo

Pero no siento tu lamento

Si tu mujer te ha dejao

Es porque tu la has descuidao

B: como la biblia expresa

A la pareja no se deja 

Ni en la salud ni en la pobreza

De ella tu te alejas

A: yo no la he dejao

Ni la he descuidao

Ella es la que me ha abandonao 

Y sigue viviendo de mis pagos

A: pues basta ya de esto

Que el pasado ya es recuerdo

Le pondremos fin a este duelo

Que en otro momento resolveremos

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History Virtual Periods

Causes of the French Revolution 

  • To integrate the work we’ve been doing on the causes of the French Revolution, we have to draw a diagram relating all the long and short-term causes we studied. We should also rank them according to how important I think they were in the development of the revolution.


The Storming of the Bastille 

  • Imagine you are a French citizen who was involved in the storming of the Bastille. Later that night, write your diary entry, explaining what happened (from your viewpoint) and expressing your fears, wishes, hopes for the future, etc. Be as creative as possible in finding a voice for that character to make it sound realistic.


Sunday 15th July 1879

Dear diary,

                    July 14th 1879,  we had won and Louis had lost. Yesterday, King Louis XVI ordered royal troops to surround  Paris and had dismissed Jacques Necker, the finance minister. He didn’t allow us to join the three states altogether and that’s why, we, the third state proclaimed ourselves “The National Assembly”. He wanted to solve the economic crisis in France, but he couldn’t. King Louis had overthrown the Assembly, by locking the place were we used to meet, that’s why we met at the Tennis Court Oath as act of defiance towards the king and to show him that we, the French people, can take part in the governments  decisions . After all he had done, and had taken from us I couldn’t believe he wanted more blood to be spoiled and he got it! The storming of the bastille was coming. The bastille was a symbol of tyranny for its imprisonment of people without trial. We wanted to reform the absolute rule of the monarch. Louis was weak. He wasn’t able to solve the economic crisis and stop us. He dont has the right to absolute the rule, this government is a social contract between we the French people and the King. I hope we find someone who would fight, and stand for equality and abolish feudal rules and set up a parliament. We want a French King, a French Louis.



  • We were also given the task to prepare a timeline with the main events of the Revolution from the Estates General in 1789 to The Flight to Varennes in 1791.


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Literature Virtual Period

In class we read the poem Ode on Melancholy by J. Keats. For our virtual period our teacher gave us the task to create a poster which contains the message of the poem together with a quotation and an image, too.

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Reflection: “Living Space”

During our Language classes we have been reading and analizing an autobiography written by Bonnie Benjamin known as “Living space”. Later we were asked to post our comments and reflections about the text in our blogs.


  • As soon as I started reading I was completely caught by the writting. Through the text, I was able to get Bonnie’s feelings,  sympathise and listen to her voice. What make me sympathise with the her was the fact that her writing was directed to an audience like us (teenagers). What I loved about Bonnie was the trust she put on us (audience) by telling her own experience. In addition, its incredible the capacity of the writer to capture the reader in only 8 paragraphs,  I think it was one of the most engaging and inetresting texts I’ve ever read!


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Ensayo: “El lenguaje es el arma mas poderosa”

  • En el área de literatura estuvimos trabajando en el análisis del poema “Cuidado con las palabras” escrito por Alejandra Pizarnik. Luego, elegimos una de las siguientes afirmaciones, en mi caso “El lenguaje es el arma mas poderosa” y realizamos un punteo con el objetivo de luego redactar nuestro primer ensayo.

Ensayo: “El lenguaje es el arma mas poderosa”

El lenguaje es la capacidad propia del ser humano para expresar sentimientos y pensamientos a partir del uso de la palabra, de los gestos y la escritura. Existen diversas formas de usar el lenguaje, pero debemos saber cómo darle un buen uso a ello ¿Porque se describe al lenguaje como el arma más poderosa?

 Cuando hablamos de la palabra “ARMA” esta hace referencia a un aspecto negativo del lenguaje. A veces el hombre utiliza el lenguaje de forma incorrecta ya sea para atacar o herir los sentimientos de los demás. También, el lenguaje a veces lo utilizamos para conseguir un fin determinado, ya sea para engañar, amenazar, etc. En algunas ocasiones las palabras hacen más daño que un simple arma, es decir lo que escuchamos puede generarnos más dolor y un mayor impacto ya que a veces debemos escuchar cosas que no queremos de las personas que más amamos. La herida que nos provoca una bala con el tiempo logra sanar. En cambio, la herida que nos provocan las palabras perdura en el tiempo.

Por otro lado, el lenguaje puede utilizarse para defenderse y apoyar tú opinión. El lenguaje es muy importante puesto que nos permite comunicarnos, transmitir información e intercambiar o compartir ideas, lo que nos enriquece a nosotros como personas. Incluso, el lenguaje es muy importante a la hora de trabajar ya que es indispensable a la hora de llevar adelante el trabajo en equipo. Además, la comunicación es importante entre padres e hijos para dar lugar a espacios entre las familias donde se creen lazos afectivos. A partir de esto podemos ver la importancia del lenguaje y la comunicación.

El lenguaje es el arma más poderosa ya que fue creada por el hombre cuya especie recibe el nombre de homo sapiens considerada una de las razas más importantes debido a la capacidad de razonar, lo que nos diferencia del resto de las especies. La palabra sapiens significa sabio. El lenguaje apareció en distintos grupos durante la misma época y así es como este se fue expandiendo dando a conocer su existencia. Según una serie de estudios científicos llevados a cabo por el Dr Atkinson el lenguaje provino de África por lo que todos seriamos una familia tanto en el sentido cultural como genético ¿Entonces qué pasaría si el hombre no existiese, nunca hubiese existido el lenguaje?

A partir de los distintos puntos que analice pude explorar la importancia y el poder del lenguaje tanto en el aspecto positivo como negativo. Si bien es un tema muy abarcativo pude llegar a la conclusión que el lenguaje es en sí un arma que se puede utilizar de diversas formas dependiendo de la función que uno le quiera dar a ello. El lenguaje comunica, enseña, corrige, informa. Inter-relaciona y nos permite vivir en sociedad y  consecuentemente existir.

Para finalizar mi ensayo citaré al escritor británico Aldous Huxley quien dijo: “Las palabras son como rayos X si se usan apropiadamente: lo atraviesan todo” y en sentido contrario podemos afirmar que si se usan incorrectamente tienen el poder de  destruir sociedades, personas e individuos.


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Lógica: “En esta clase”

  • En el dia 3/03/2017 tuvimos nuestra primer clase de Lógica, en ella realizamos una serie de actividades tanto individuales como grupales. La primera de ellas consistía en elegir al menos tres aspectos tanto positivos como negativos que nos definiesen a nosotros como alumnos. Luego, con nuestro compañero/a de al lado teníamos que pensar cual era la característica que los distinguía y al finalizar veiamos si ambas respuestas coincidan. Posteriormente debimos definir las siguientes palabras: “LOGICA” “AUTO” y “DEFINICIÓN” sin ayuda alguna, luego hacíamos la puesta en común y juntos construíamos una mejor definición. Para finalizar nuestra primera clase cada unos de nosotros escribió una palabra en el pizarrón, estas no eran solo palabras sino virtudes que están presentes en nuestra clase o que debemos alcanzar.

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Booktube: “Pretend you don’t see her”

Each trimester, we are given the task of choosing a book from our school Lending library. This month I have the possibility of choosing a wonderful book called Pretend you don’t see her by Mary Higgins Clark. To let you notice I have read it, I choose 3 quotes and analyzed, explained them and connect them with the topic.

Publicado en 3AC2016, Ingles, language, writing & oral | Deja un comentario


  • Our language teacher, Pilar Pando, gave us the task to create a podcast about our own Ghost Stories. Here is my story and podcast:



Helen Morton, 1946.

19 September 1956, I was on the train Docklands Light Railway travelling from Kent to London when I saw a beautiful girl sitting three seats ahead. She looked rather pale and her clothes were quite old fashioned, I could not take my eyes off her. Suddenly, there was creaking noise that called my attention. People started screaming asking for help. The train stopped. All of a sudden I realized the girl wasn’t there anymore. I thought she might have got into panic.

Six o’clock in the evening after a long working day I took the train back to Kent. Luckily, there was enough room in the coach to have a seat. I could not believe who was sitting next to me! She was the same lady I had spotted early in the morning. She was wearing the same long dark skirt with a pair of short boots and white bluse. Her hair was tied up in a bun and her face looked sickly pale. Her eyes and cheeks seem to have sunk into her face. I felt pity for her but at the same time I was interested. I introduced myself and she told me she was Helen Morten. We had a nice chat, some minutes before we arrived at Kent station I asked her if she wanted to have dinner at the “River View” a cosy place. Luckily she accepted. When we entered the restaurant she said if we could sit at the back where there was less light, I found it a little bit bizarre. When I ordered supper she said she wasn’t hungry and would only sit to make me company. She didn’t speak much but was quite a good listener. I enjoyed all the same.

At nine o’clock she told me it was too late for her and felt anxious to return home. I offered to take her in a taxi but she preferred to walk. Her house was not too far away the only thing I realized it was a very dark neighbourhood. As it was cold I put my jacket on her shoulders. When we arrived at 42 Church Street it was time to say goodbye. We arranged to meet the following day at the same time but I would first fetch her at her house. All the way home, I was thinking of Helen and imagining her family because she never mentioned them.

The following day as soon as I arrived, I rang the bell and knocked at the door, nobody turned up. A lady next door, asked me what was I doing there, I told her that I was looking for Helen morton. She was in a shock when she told me: “Helen had died 10 years ago and she had been buried at Highgate cemetery”. Desperately I ran to the cemetery, it was about to close but they allowed me in. I asked the keeper for Helen’s tomb and when I got there I was shocked to see my jacket over her grave.


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Ghost Stories

  • During our Language class we have been reading and analysing Gothic Novels. We read three different stories of the same genre and analysed them in different groups, we also made a presentation on the vocabulary and expressions used in these stories.

The Gothic Novel

The Yellow Wallpaper

The Cask of Amontillado

Vocabulary of the Gothic Novel


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