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• 4:37 Lesson 1 Greetings

  Greetings

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• 2:31 ABC's en espanol
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• 5:45 El Abecedario con los Animales

  Students must write the names of the Animals in Spanish and English

  Uploaded Oct 24, 2014
• 7:29 Absolute Value Basics

  Reviewing the basics of absolute values

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• 3:38 La Carcacha--by Selena Quintanilla

  "My boyfriend's car is a piece of junk and my friends make fun of me, but he treats me like a queen and I don't care what anyone says about us."

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• 1:05 Months of the year in Spanish
  Uploaded Oct 09, 2014
• 3:34 Anita Tijoux--1977

  1977
  
  
  Nineteen seventy
  I was born one day in June
  in the year seventy-seven
  Planet Mercury
  and the year of the snake
  without a patent
  tattooed on my forehead
  Inside of my mother
  I was marking the next step
  
  
  It makes me cry
  without anesthesia in my crib
  My dad just said, ‘It's Ana Maria’
  Seriously, I think that would have been my first tears if I could have cried
  My wounds burning
  And finding comfort in the rhythm
  
  
  I used to be like an open book
  but I read the small print perfectly
  Like an architect
  building each effect
  Right, wrong, I know how to learn
  everything in that respect
  
  
  I know that some people
  want pain
  So step on up
  Take your time, take a year find solace in using me as your cuddle toy
  look at day to day things
  Drawings transformed winter into the height of summer
  
  
  Daddy gave me, against my will (?)
  The game of “I tried to blame you” so take the blame
  But I was in competition with the cartel
  and it was when I felt
  powerless for the first time
  
  1970: Shhh…
  
  CHORUS:
  1977: Don't tell me no
  Like you can see the future
  Everything can change
  I will do it differently
  In the year in which the snake was born
  Shhh…
  
  
  My adolescence
  was a strange stage
  My body is a drum kit
  and my head, a guitar
  The orchestra narrating
  Nothing can break the stare
  of a girl who only wields swords
  
  
  
  Hormones shot
  Overwhelming me without direction
  in which the seasons change
  You are at the crossroads
  Each way leads to its own destination
  She prepared the bait
  The sacred curse (?)
  looking really upset
  
  
  My line was the truth
  I never tried to take her seat
  My search was a mere
  process of pure energy
  The pupil of the poet
  That marked our spit
  In the mountain range
  I was looking for the exit
  
  
  The monotonous march of the military parade
  polychromatic colors
  Dull uniforms
  Detonate my questioning [authority]
  The voice, if it rings out no
  My first rhyme that rang out
  and wrapped itself around me
  
  My search wasn’t for
  my place on the stage
  It was something necessary
  That already marked my failure
  So everything
  that was unnecessary
  That was when I understood
  that everyone wants to be a pirate
  
  
  1970: Shhh…
  
  
  CHORUS
  

  Uploaded Jan 08, 2015
• 10:14 How to create papel picado

  Arts and crafts for Dia de los Muertos

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• 2:25 Sesame Street--No Me Gusta

  How do you say I don't like stuff?

  Uploaded May 09, 2018
• 4:37 Learn to count with Shawn the train
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