Painting With Music

One of our Weekend Teachers, Lynne Hayden-Findlay has invited teachers and students to the Chelsea Opera’s performance of Musical Portraits on Friday, March 14th. The performance will be a beautiful concert of contemporary song literature from three renowned composers. Also students and teachers can get $15.00 discounted tickets. Use the promo code “FOCO” when ordering on line or bring this email to buy tickets at the door. Click on the picture below for more details and to purchase tickets.

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Join us for this beautiful concert of contemporary song literature from three renowned composers.
120 West 69th St., NY, NY (Btwn Broadway & Columbus

Friday – March 14, 2014 at 8pm

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Idiom of the Week: Burn Your Bridges

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Meaning: To insult, dismiss, or show a lack of appreciation to people who have helped you in the past.

Examples:

My papa always told me to never burn my bridges – you never know when you’ll need someone’s help later on.

Unfortunately, I burned all my bridges after I left that job. Now I can’t get a recommendation.

Even if I don’t like someone, I try not to burn any bridges. Who knows what the future will bring?

Pop Quiz:

Which one is an example of burning one’s bridges?

A.  Receiving several emails from an old boss, but never writing back.

B.  Going out for coffee with a classmate.

C.  Arguing with a store owner about the price of something.

To see the correct answer, click on “Continue reading”:

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We’re Famous!

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One of the interesting things about being on the Lower East Side of Manhattan is that they’re always shooting movies and TV shows around the neighborhood.

Today they were shooting a TV show on Eldridge Street called Blue Bloods. It’s on CBS, and it’s about a family of police officers in New York City.

And this wasn’t the first time. As you can see in the video below, they’ve filmed here before. At the 1:30 mark you can see the sign for Eldridge St., and at the 2:15 mark you can see the north side of our building (also pictured in the freeze frame below):

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The Immigrant Experience: Martha

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Living in the United States: Then and Now

Martha, Class 4.5

My first day in this country, I was very excited. I came with my mom and we hadn’t seen my sister for many years. I was happy to see her again. When I first saw her, my heart started beating very fast because finally we could hug each other. After many kisses and hugs, she introduced her husband and baby daughter. She picked us up at the airport.

When we were going to her apartment, I noticed all the trees didn’t have any leaves. It was March. In my country, all the trees have leaves. She told me it was because we were still in winter. Then we came to her apartment. She invited us to eat in a restaurant. So we went to the most famous restaurant in the world—McDonald’s!

During that week, my sister’s friend told me that in her company they were hiring. She asked me if I wanted to go there. I said yes. She gave me the name and the address of the company. Of course, I wanted to get the job. I prepared everything for the next day.

So next day I took the name and the address of the company with me. I took the train. But I took the wrong train and I got lost. Like a new immigrant, I didn’t speak, read, or understand English. I felt very sad. Then I started to look for some coins in my pocket to call my sister and explain to her what had happened to me. So she explained how I could get back to her apartment.

Now I feel more comfortable because I speak, read, and understand English. Not like I wanted, but better than when I came. I don’t feel too frustrated when I make a mistake.

When I walk around, I feel sad because I remember many things I did with my mom. In my experience, when I have to go to a new place, I try to bring a map with me, or I look at it in the bus or subway station, or ask somebody.

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Idiom of the Week: Get the Picture

Meaning: To understand what’s happening.

Examples:

She tried to tell him that she wanted to break up, but he didn’t get the picture.

You need to finish your homework before you watch TV. Got the picture?

They had to explain the situation to him for several minutes before he finally got the picture.

Pop Quiz:

Which one is a good example of someone getting the picture?

A.  Buying a painting at an art gallery.

B.  Finally understanding why someone’s angry with you.

C.  Receiving a photo as an email attachment.

To see the correct answer, click on “Continue reading”:

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Best Picture

The Oscars were last night. The Oscars are movie awards. The Oscar for Best Picture (Best Movie) went to 12 Years a Slave. Watch the movie trailer above, then read about the movie below.

From Wikipedia.org:

12 Years a Slave is a 2013 historical drama film and an adaptation of the 1853 memoir of the same name by Solomon Northup, a New York State-born free African American man who was kidnapped in Washington, D.C., in 1841 and sold into slavery. He worked on plantations in the state of Louisiana for twelve years before his release.

Solomon Northup (July 1808 – 1863?)was a free-born African American from New York, the son of a freed slave. A farmer and violinist, he owned a property in Hebron. In 1841 he was kidnapped by slave-traders, having been enticed with a job offer as a violinist. When he accompanied his supposed employers to Washington, DC, they drugged him and sold him as a slave. He was shipped to New Orleans where he was sold to a plantation owner in Louisiana. He was held in the Red River region of Louisiana by several different owners for 12 years, during which time his friends and family had no knowledge of him. He made repeated attempts to escape and get messages out of the plantation. Eventually he got news to his family, who contacted friends and enlisted the Governor of New York, Washington Hunt, to his cause. He regained his freedom in January 1853 and returned to his family in New York. In his first year of freedom Northup published an account of his experiences in the memoir Twelve Years a Slave (1853).

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