Voix-Elorn, les Lettres au lycée de l'Elorn

Le jeudi 6 novembre  2014,  le Mc Donnell Trio a donné un concert au Family, scène landernéenne : A long way to Tipperary est un spectacle qui réunit,  à travers la chanson, les regards croisés de peuples alliés ou ennemis, face à l'épreuve de la Première Guerre mondiale.

A l'origine du projet, le service historique de la ville de Landerneau a souhaité associer le Lycée de l'Elorn à cette commémoration. Cela a donné lieu à une séquence pluridisciplinaire en Première L (français, histoire-géographie, anglais et littérature anglaise).

A la fin, de la représentation, les artistes se sont généreusement prêtés à un jeu de questions-réponses des élèves de 1L, en anglais.

On trouvera ci-dessous les travaux qu'ils ont réalisés en cours de Langue Vivante...

IN FLANDERS FIELDS

BY JOHN MCCRAE, MAY 1915

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved and were loved, and now we lie

In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders Fields.

War of feelings

When men become soldiers

They become murderers

Criminals of mankind

Criminals of feelings

When men kill for the first time

They realize the strength of death

They lose their mind

But, they see poppies, they see hope

And courage comes up

Courage to fight

For them, for their families

Because the poppies are the sun

Like the sun of courage

Poppies against the war

And the soldiers go and fight

Fight for freedom

                                                                                                                                        Mélinda - Pauline 1L

Sadness of the ground

The soldiers were there
Ready to fight

On the battlefield

Everything was right

They didn't know that they would die

Like dirty dogs without soul

Or, if they were lucky, just lose an eye

Over there, hope was impossible

Can you imagine the horror they feel?

To preserve their heart from death

All alone on the battlefield

They think about their families

Agathe - Kelly  1L

The War Gazette

                                                                        A day in the trenches

In the morning, after a terrible night, they wake up, they have barely slept. They are covered in mud or dust because they sleep on the ground with rats sothey can't have a shower. They are hungry because they don't eat much. They are tired and weak because they are scared to death every minute, they hear the sound of bombs and guns but they are used to it.

In the afternoon, they fight, hidden in the trenches and they see all their companions dying next to them. They are hopeless: every minute alive is a miracle but the trenches are their shelter. At night, they think about their families and write letters and testimonies. Some of them are so desperate that they get hurt on purpose to be sent to hospital.

After witnessing these scenes, we can conclude that these men are heroes. They sacrifice themselves to defend their country, to protect their people. This is bravery and they are national heroes. They are alone in their struggle. They don't even know if they're going to come back home. They don't live any more. They are survivors.

Tuesday, March 17^th 1917

Anna – Louise 1L

       The War Gazette

A day in the trenches

During WWI thousands of heroes gave their lives for their families and their country. We are going to tell you about a day in the trenches.

                                 Soldiers in the trenches

The sun is rising. The soldiers have already woken up after a short night sleep. Hunger comes back but there is hardly anything to eat. Indeed, there is nothing in the trenches except mud and corpses, again and again. In the trenches, life is really boring. The soldiers always do the same thing: fight. And they try to survive. Sometimes, on a bad day, there are fights in the no man's land between two trenches. There is blood raining. Shouts, violence and death. After the fight, the few soldiers left return to the trenches. When there is something to eat, the soldiers don't know what it is...

The sun sets, another day has gone by, how many days left? Nobody smiles, we can see death in their eyes...

                                                                                                                    Monday, December 15^th

Gwenaëlle – Gwenn 1L

11 December 1917

My dear Matthew,

I hope that you are fine. I know that it is impossible because the conditions are terrible, I think, and I miss you so much. I want you to come back home. Here, everything is sad without you. When you were here, life was better than it is now. But you are fighting for the King, you are so brave. When I see that everyday soldiers die, I'm afraid. You must stay alive, for me, for your family. So fight, you have to remember the time with us to have the hope of achievement. I want to know... how you feel.

I remember when you were here. You were happy with me and our children. Now, I don't know but I love you my dear and I am looking forward to reading your next letter. I love you so much.

Violet.

PS: Your daughter has drawn something for you...We hope it can help you to remember the life with us, and why you have to stay alive.