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Take action and become an activist

Students read about social issues at this page (pick 2 bachiller) and they do a research project on the issue they feel strongly about. Then use an infographic to present in class to make people conscious of the problem and encourage others to take action and become activists.


Now read more on each issue.

Here is one of the projects done by students

On Sexual Slavery  and human trafficking  by Christian Betancourt using infographic pictochart


Nestor Abad

Examples of people who become activists. Think of yourself. Would you like to become an activist of something?

Example of successful campaigns. Can you think of more examples

Heforshe campaign

Another inspirational video to give you ideas

About love

We start by reflecting what love is about after listening to this expert on the topic. Students write an opinion essay on the issue.

We talked about the idea of love transmitted in the love songs teenagers listen to. Then we wrote some lyrics for a love song with our idea of love.

MAYBE  by Paula Hevia
Maybe our lives were on different paths,
maybe they weren’t supposed to cross,
maybe I should regret our time spent together,
maybe I should not
because now I know I deserve better.
Maybe we were too young,
maybe we confused obsession for love,
maybe we should have thought before acting
but what’s the thrill on that?
In retrospect,
maybe I  wouldn’t do it all over again,

maybe I wouldn’t have changed,
now there’s no time to regret

because there’s no turning back.

Broken heart being repaired
by Nuria Larriba

Love of mine, some day you’ll die
But my soul will follow you into the dark
We will embark into the dark side
and you’ll be my saviour light.

Will stay together till the inescapable end,
I will be yours even when the sun turns black
and the stars fade.

One day will turn to ashes
We won’t mean anything to anyone,
but we mean it now?
We are just broken glasses

I belong to you and you belong to me,
that’s the important thing,
I will take care of you and
you’ll take care of me.

I will posses your heart
and you’ll posses my soul.
I’ll stitch your wounds
and I’ll kiss your past scars.

I promise that someday you’ll be okay,
you only need to forget and
be happy close to me,
please stay forever with me.

If you reject me,
at least I know
I’ll see you at the bitter end
I pray for this not being a song of goodbye.

Sweet sweet love
by Maria Vera

From the first twinkling I saw you,
I’ve wanted to touch you, to have you,
This is a new magical atraction ,that you can’t refuse,
Marvellous sensation, I’ve fallen for you.

I’ll have you baby,
Cause I want you,
This love is sweet as chocolate
I’ll get adicted to it
What are you worried about?
What are you afraid of?
If you keep measuring thing like this,
It may be too late

But… I’ll have you baby,
I want you,
This love is sweet as chocolate
I’ll get adicted to it

What we have done

We listen to the song What we have done and then students write lyrics critizising similar issues the song has inspired to them.  I also asked them to write all the sentences they hear on the present perfect tense.


Here you can read the lyrics written by a student:

INCOMPREHENSIBLE by Sara Rozados Caballo

Somentimes, when I look out the window,
and I see that glum landscape,
the first thing that cross my mind,
is what we are destroying
it’s incomprehensible

All the things we are pouring to the rivers,
all the fucking tonnes of garbage
that the oceans are swallowing unconciously
due to the selfish human action
it’s incomprehensible

if we travel to the inland
of every single country,
we will find mostly the same,
rubbish, litter, garbage
name as you prefer, it’s the same
it’s incomprehensible

air pollution
water contamination
people killin’
children dyin’
What’s the problem?
It’s incomprehensible

Is what we were searching?
It’s incomprehensible
Is what we really want?
It’s incomprehensible
It’s what the next generation
is going to find ?
It’s incomprehensible

We sholud change it, yeah
so that we can see
people singing,
people claping,
people dancing,
people happy

It’s incomprehensible what we are getting,
It’s incomprehensible what we are doing.


Songs with a message

In the computer room and with our earphones we listened to this thought-provoking song which is a critical view on our society.  After listening students wrote lyrics for a song with a social message. Here are some of their writing:

These are the lyrics students have written:

OH, CRAZY LAD! by Rita Fernández

Second, minutes, hours
Passing by, on and on
And you don’t seem to understand
Everything is falling behind

The power is in our hands
But we still can’t find a better way of control
Cause the system is breaking
And we just don’t give a damn

Our home, our world, is shaking, shaking
Our home, our world, is shaking, shaking

Oh, crazy lad!
The world is getting messy
You don’t know what you’ve done
Oh, crazy lad!
My sight is getting hazy
Isn’t yours blurred?
Oh, crazy lad!
Cursed blind ignorance…
Wake up!

Please, couldn’t use your brain for once?
I feel there’s a lot to be solved
And you keep insisting irrationally
Imitating the paterns by media created

Poisoned governments and criminal acts
All in front of everybody’s eyes
We want justice without fight
We claim for truth when we don’t know what’s a lie

Oh, crazy lad!
The world is getting messy
You don’t know what you’ve done
Oh, crazy lad!
My sight is getting hazy
Isn’t yours blurred?
Oh, crazy lad!
Cursed blind ignorance…
Wake up!

World’s complexion is turning dirty black
Pollution is filling even our senses
We’re dying slowly without trying to stop it
The only solution possible: be conscious of it
We need to… Wake up

Oh, crazy lad!
The world is getting messy
You don’t know what you’ve done
Oh, crazy lad!
My sight is getting hazy
Isn’t yours blurred?
Oh, crazy lad!
Cursed blind ignorance…
Wake up!
Wake up!
Wake up!
Don’t you see?
Our home, our world, is shaking…

Darkest ages by Nuria Baranda

Darkest ages:
When you are constantly told off,
When you feel like nothing stands right,
When you feel that they watch you from above
That’s the moment when you should react.

So if nothing goes right,
Turn left
If you don’t want to fight
Just take a deep breath. (x2)

When they take for granted that we just think about ourselves,
That we don’t care about nothing more
When actually we care about themselves
Even more than anyone else.

So if nothing goes right,
Turn left
If you don’t want to fight
Just take a deep breath.(x2)

Shouting continues every hour
Our teachers, our friends, our parents
They believe we are gonna stay for ever
But actually we are loosing interest.

So if nothing goes right,
Turn left
If you don’t want to fight
Just take a deep breath.(x2)

Where is humanity?  by Iván Buelta, Javier del Riego.

Where’s humanity?
Yeah yeah… we live in corrupted days
God doesn’t listen our prays
“Everything is okey” is what politicians say
We are not conscious of the role we play.

Each four years a new president
Who don’t care about our environment
They deserve a severe punishment
Because they don’t contribute in our development

We’ve reached a point where there’s no liberty
Everything you see is cruelty
We have to discover the reality
And make the world a place with more humanity

Dawn of the black gods by Javier Junquera

Murder I was tried , you know it was me
I was the one, that you didn’t see,
Black gods took me from my throne.
But now high in the sky where eagles fly,
Darkness enter the throne,
Open wide the gates my friend!
The Prince will come back now.
Cause, I! I am the one,
Who lost control,
But in the end I’ll be the
Last man standing!

Blow the horn!
Pray to the highest lord who’ll bring the dawn,
I´m the new god in the palace of gold,
Persuade the fate of everyone,
The chaos can begin… Now! Let it in!

Life´s a fight to win,
Whatever my pride would let me,
Not backing down, not giving in,
I wouldn’t lose, I couldn’t…
So many centuries, so many lords,
We were the prisoners of our own fantasy,
But now we are marching against these black gods,
But I’m the prince, I will change it all.

Call it power by: Laura Menendez, Alicia Prada, Ana Castaño

Corrupt politicians in a corrupt World
Stealing humble people money
Everyday’s terrorism and wars
Overwhelming our society and news

A global economic crisis
Sexual slavery
Unemployment and global warming.

Full of addictions
Call it drugs,
Call it money,
Call it power

Destroying where we are living
Respecting nothing but us
Perhaps not even.

Money above education equiality and love,
Children starving for others to wear fancy clothes
Poor countrie’s wounds bleeding the greed of the first world.

Full of addictions
Call it drugs,
Call it money,
Call it power

Full of addictions
Call it drugs,
Call it money,
Call it power

Willing to get more,
Without realising who you’re punching
Turning back when helping others,
Blaming only those who have power
But all together, we are the ones who have the power

We have forgotten to judge people for who they are
Not for where they come from,
Not for the money they earn,
Not for the power they have.

Full of addictions
Call it drugs,
Call it money,
Call it power

Full of addictions
Call it drugs,
Call it money,
Call it power

Whenever by Marcos García

Whenever there’s a killing,
Whenever there’s a crowd,
Willing for some rights to gain,
Asking for a house.

There’s nothing else to say…
Our voice will be silenced again…(x2)

Whenever they steal us,
Whenever we revolt,
Yelling for the people.
Turning on the blast.

There’s something more to say…
Our voice, will not be silenced again…(x2)
Whenever they show us, their guns,
Whenever we risk and answer back,
Fighting for our kids
Burning their streets.
There’s something they may hear
The crowd can’t be contained

Global Peace by Enol Borrego y Sergio Alfonso

We raise our voice in disagreement.
Our rhymes are fluent, we claim for something some more decent.
Recent times politicians permit crime
and we just stay and pray every Christmas for a present.
Imagine, like John Lennon, a better world.
Without ghettos to run away from, fast as Toretto.
Love, all we need is love, that’s the motto.
We seek brothership, not perfection.

Resign by Bárbara Barredo

Don’t pretend you’re blind
As if you don’t see this isn’t fine
They are playing with our minds
And we have learnt to be resigned

Of course I would like a better world
But my votes doesn’t fit in their ballot box.

Pelayo Carril wrote this

I’m forever blowing bubbles. Pretty bubbles in the air They fly so high, nearly reach the sky But like my dreams they burst and die Fortune’s always hiding I’ve looked everywhere I’m forever blowing bubbles Pretty bubbles in the air No matter where or why My illusions pass by I’m cursed till I die Here my warcry I’m forever blowing bubbles Pretty bubbles in the air They fly so high, nearly reach the sky But like my dreams they burst and die.

Borja Movillo 

What’s happening with us?
We’re going to discuss:
What are happening to them?
They’re hand and we’re pen

We don’t have political force
Just for a river without a course
unforseeable proposals
That are then just simple disposals

Eating our brain
As if we don’t have a crane
Stupid parasites…
Their unbelievable lives in paradises

Life in the future

We watch this stunning video visualizing life in the future and then we talk about what thoughts it provokes.

Students write about how they imagine their life in the future.

What I will be like (I hope)  by Alex Hossbach

What the future holds for us is without a doubt one of those things we have strived to find out since the beginning of our very existence. Yet not even with the most advanced of technologies will we be able to find out what will be of us in say 10, 20, 30 years… And it’s probably for the best too; if we knew what lay in store I would confidently predict that the vast majority of people would simply think what’s the point and give up, but that’s another story altogether. Instead, we have to resort to what we like to call “plans”. Thought-out dreams and hopes we put into words and carefully fit into a life-long schedule.
Like most children I too have been through that “cute” and innocent phase when we are asked what we want to be when we grow up. I think it’s blatantly obvious that if we were to stay true to our answers then there would be entire countries of firemen, policemen, doctors and a fair few more astronauts than there currently are. For me the answer to this question had always been aviation, as I liked to call it, in other words, I dreamed of being a pilot. I’m not ashamed to say that I held onto this idea until not too long ago and it was probably because I wasn’t exactly concerned or bothered in any way or form about what I was to do after leaving school. It seemed such a remote idea that I didn’t feel it was worthwhile to break sweat over it. Nonetheless, I finally came to the realisation that my future does matter. It is here that I encountered my first hurdle.

I’ve always achieved reasonably good marks at school and would describe myself as fairly academic, on most days I enjoy school, but don’t tell anyone… For these reasons I believe university to be the best option. However, and it’s a very big however, the broad and extensive array of courses is somewhat disconcerting, if I remember rightly they number around 1500 in the UK alone. Choosing the subject that’s right for me has always been the most gruelling of tasks, I have a tendency to enjoy them all. Again I found myself having to narrow it down to a few areas that are of particular interest. Among them were history, economics, politics, etc which is quite ironic when you take into account that I’m studying the science branch. But anyhow, that’s as far as I’ve dared go so far. All I have to do at this stage is get good marks so that when the time comes to choose, I have an open plan with many options.
As I have already mentioned I have no long-term projection, I dare not look further for you never know what may happen. However I think most people like to picture themselves doing pretty well, living comfortably and relatively stable at least, who wouldn’t, I suppose. I don’t tend to have dreams about being rich and world-renowned, sure, I’d love that, but deep down I’m rather complacent, both for better and for worse.
I’d like to do well for myself, I like to think that the higher you aim the higher you’ll get and that if you work hard all you need is a bit of luck on your side to reach that goal. I won’t deny that I’m looking forward to being able to decide my own fate and fend for myself, most teenagers do. Nevertheless I’m in no doubt I’ll miss having most things done for me!