COLLÈGE ANNE FRANK
Les langues vivantes au collège
Les langues vivantes au collège
La Pratique des langues vivantes
Le nouveau contexte d'apprentissage des langues vivantes, avec l'adoption par décret en date du 22 août 2005 du Cadre européen commun de référence pour les langues (CECRL) élaboré par le Conseil de l'Europe, met en avant l'objectif de communication dans une variété de situations aussi proches que possible de celles de la vie réelle.
C'est bien la pratique effective des langues qui est visée aujourd'hui, afin de doter chaque élève de la capacité à communiquer, tant dans le domaine personnel que professionnel le moment venu, dans un monde de plus en plus ouvert aux échanges et à la mobilité.
Priorité est donnée à la pratique de la langue orale, dès le début de l'apprentissage, notamment pour familiariser le plus tôt possible l'oreille aux structures sonores d'une autre langue et assurer ainsi une aisance suffisante dans ce mode de communication naturellement premier.
Un apprentissage qui met l'élève en situation
Une langue est un instrument qui intervient dans la réalisation de la plupart des tâches sociales : il s'agit, par exemple, de mener à bien un projet, d'atteindre un objectif, de résoudre un problème... Cette approche est qualifiée d'actionnelle, en termes d'apprentissage, ceci implique que les compétences linguistiques (grammaticales, lexicales, phonologiques) et culturelles soient mises en situation dans la réalisation de tâches et ne soient pas considérées comme des fins en elles mêmes.
Les langues vivantes, composantes de la culture commune au collège
Il appartient au collège de former le sens critique des adolescents et de les éloigner des conceptions ou des représentations simplistes. L'apprentissage des langues vivantes joue un rôle crucial dans l'enrichissement intellectuel et humain de l'élève en l'ouvrant à la diversité des langues mais aussi à la complémentarité des points de vue pour l'ammener à la construction de valeurs universellement reconnues.
Une organisation en 2 paliers
Le programme d'enseignement des langues vivantes est organisé en deux paliers successifs pour l'ensemble du collège.
Palier 1 : le niveau à atteindre est fixé à A2
Palier 2 : le palier 2 fixe les niveaux attendus en fin de collège et décrit les compétences pour y parvenir. Les niveaux visés en fin de collège sont B1 pour la langue commencée à l'école élémentaire et A2 pour la langue commencée au collège.
Voici quelques travaux réalisés en cours d'anglais par les élèves de 4ème 3
English : Writing an essay
The black bear, an amazing memory
I remember when I went to Quebec with my parents and my brother, a year and a half ago. We took a plane from Paris to Montreal. We saw many cities and beauty spots. But my favourite memory is when I saw a bear in the forest, in the wild.
We were in Mauricie Park, a fascinating beauty spot. We were driving, and, a little while later, we arrived near a forest. We were with other tourists and a guide who explained a lot of things about bears. Then, we walked in the forest to a hut camouflaged among the trees. We sat down on a bench and gazed at the landscape.
The forest was beautiful. The sun was going down, the birds were flying in the sky. I heard their singing and it was pleasant. I saw a racoon, very cute, going for a walk. I could smell the scent of the pines. It was summer, I remember I was very hot so it was very pleasant to be seated in the shade of the trees. They were encircling us, as if they protected the heart of the forest, like peaceable soldiers.
I was very tired and I dozed when, an hour later, I heard someone shouting : “ There ! A bear, on the left ! ”. Suddenly, it made me start, and I looked up. Amazed, I saw the black bear, an hold male, moving towards us. It didn’t see or didn’t smell us. The black bear was big, beautiful and proud. I was so happy, I love animals and I was very lucky to see a black bear in the wild. Nobody dared to move or speak. It was amazing, impressive, above all when the bear reared up on its hind legs.
Later, when we were going back home, our guide asked : “ What is the first thing to do when you see a black bear, in the wild, in front of you ? “. A girl, clever and funny, who was five and a half, said : “ Take a picture ? “ I laughed and I thought that was very funny !
My travel in Quebec was super, amazing. I saw great places, and the landscapes were beautiful.But that moment is one of my favourite memories. It was breathtaking !
CARON Charlotte 4e3
An unexpected encounter
It was last summer. My family and I were on a trip to Canada. As it was our first long journey to a faraway place, we were all feeling excited. My parents planned it : we would be staying in six different places, with long car journeys in between.
We were driving to the next hotel we were to stay in. The road, a narrow blade of cement, sliced through the forest, rising and falling so that the car seemed to bounce higher and higher and we feared it would take off. We bumped along, all of us a bright green, rubbing our sore bottoms and feeling seasick. After a while, our tempers were understandably frayed.
On either side of us, the forest pressed forwards, a compact block of reddish trunks and dark leaves, rising high above like the walls of a canyon. Of the sky, all we could see was a strip of pale blue.
A few minutes later, we careened sharply around a corner and-
“Look!” Cried my brother. A brown figure was sitting up in the middle of the road. It froze for a second – just long enough for my mind to shout Bear! - then ran of the road with a rolling gallop. It vanished into the forest, the car sped on and three seconds later we were far away. Everything was exactly the same: the road, the forest, the sound of the engine filling our ears. It was as if the bear had never existed. But when I closed my eyes, I could still see it, down to the last detail I couldn't remember noticing on the spur of the moment:
I don't think it had been full-grown: it still had the awkward, gangly shape of an adolescent animal. Its fur, a rich chocolate brown, hung in shaggy folds around its body, as if it had been loosely wrapped in it. Its paws, each the size of a plate, were tipped with blunt, black claws. It had been squatting in a disconcertingly human position, staring at us, short muzzle a bit open and revealing a pink tongue and lethal sharp white canines, nostrils flaring on its moist black nose, two round ears swivelled in our direction. I remembered the line of its back as it ran with that loping, weirdly graceful motion: rising to a hump between its powerful shoulders, dipping along its back, and round to bulky hindquarters and a barely visible nub of a tail.
But what I remember most are the eyes. I can still see them as I write, staring through the paper. Jet black pupils, ringed with soft brown irises, full of pure surprise and alarm ; and in their expression, they weren't that different from a humans'...
My travel to Belle-Île-en Mer island
My name is Yuna, I’m 13. I live in Paris. I remember my first visit to Belle-Île-en Mer island with my parents and my brother, two years ago.
I took a train from Paris to Quimper, a town in Brittany. I got off in Auray’s station and I took a bus to Quiberon’s harbor. Then I took a boat towards Belle-Île-en Mer. At the beginning, I was anxious because I am usually seasick. Ultimately, the crossing went well.
We dropped off our bags in a little hotel in Sauzon which is one of the harbours of Belle-Île-en Mer. I was surprised because the harbor was pretty nice with sailing boats. I heard the seagulls flying and the blue sea shining like a mirror, I was daydreaming.
During the stay, we went hiking to “la pointe des Poulains”, a peninsula. We reached the lighthouse at the edge of the coast. I was impressed by the scenery, it was extraordinary: I heard the foam of the waves splashing on the rocks, the Atlantic Ocean as far as the eye could see gaving me a sense of freedom. The wind made me want to fly in the sky with the birds. Then, my mother called me and brought me back to reality
“- Come on, we will be back tomorrow!
- OK, I’m coming. I did not realize that it was raining. I was somewhere else!”
The trip was pure magic and I realized how nature can be so exhilarating.
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