See you in September...

As a teacher of English, I must say I have been elated to work and spend some time with you. Until this year, having "S" pupils was kind of a punishment... But you have made me change my mind and I hope I'll find some of you in Terminale S, next year... I wish you wonderful holidays!

Argana Café... by Anas N.

At the beginning, it had to be only holidays between cousins to celebrate their birthday. As a present, their grand-parents had offered them this beautiful journey to Marrackech. So, to take advantage of it really, on a Thursday morning, both18 and 20 years old, the young women, had decided to go and have a drink in Argana café, to contemplate the view which the terrace of the café offers on Jamma El Fna square. But soudenly, at about 12 :00 a.m, a violent explosion was heared on the square at the terrace. Then it’s the death which surprised one of the cousins, the other was in a critical situation.

The person who commited the crime by putting down the bomb, is a 25 years old Moroccan influenced by the ideas of Al-Qaida like two of his friends. In reality, all the Moroccan population is touched by this attack, its denounces it, knowing that Morocco is a peaceful country of the pleasure to live, which welcomes tourists of allover the world instead of making them runnnig away. But I think that the Moroccans are going to help their country to give it all its vitality.

A One Month Long Dream... by Ana-Isabella

Who has never heard about Cambridge?

For some, this word is synonym of history, for others it is related to the idea of prestige and for many, we have to admit that Cambridge means elitism above all. For me it is none of these…Or maybe it is everything at the time. The best way I could describe this is to say that this university is my dream, my deepest aspiration. I could sound silly trying to reach the most famous university in the world, but it doesn’t matter, as impossible as it could be, it remains my desire. And this summer, I will have the bliss of belonging to this place of discovery and brightness. For one month, I will attend the Cambridge Summer School, making this way a part of my dream come true. I can imagine it, wandering in its gardens, staring at those buildings soaked of history and even myth…I can almost see Newton sitting beneath his apple tree, wondering how everyone is strongly attached to the ground. And then I wake up, coming back from my travel across the time, ready to open my eyes on all the mysteries of what makes us different from animals, men and women, with feelings, emotions. Indeed every morning, I will participate in the Medicine and the Brain course, understanding the fascinating motor which organized this world we live in. This course will allow me to figure out if neurosciences will become the nucleus of my job one day, and represents a pace toward my professional life. I will also have the chance to get to know people from all over the world, discovering new cultures that will surely enrich me. How wonderful it seems to spend one month with new friends in a college created several centuries ago!
I am sure that this month is going to be a life experience in a unique background that will surely make me evolve.

By Chayanne L.

Like every morning, I wake up. The scent of the milk makes me feel happy…but the thing that makes me feel really good is to watch them. They are so meticulous. The ceremony starts at 7 o’clock. The male goes to the bathroom and begins what they usually call “shaving”. Hilarious. Like every morning, I play with the insects but today, it’s different. I just want to watch them. O.K, maybe I want to laugh a bit…but then? What’s wrong with that?

I cannot solve this question…why? Why do they do this every morning? The female is the weirdest of the family. She wakes up 1 hour earlier to paint herself! I mean, why? I’ve always wanted to ask her. Why do you paint yourself? You are already…ugly.

Finally, the best part of the day: they eat. After wearing uncomfortable things, they se themselves around a table. One time a day. But the fact is that they don’t even speak!

Their lives are so difficult. So different. But I think I have understood them a bit. They are running after papers called “money”.  Reality is different: They run after happiness. The path they entered in was not chosen by them. The society did.

It’s like finding a needle in a hay pack. Most people don’t find it anymore.

So the question is that why am I still here? I could escape, if it was a jail. I am old now, serenity is all I need.

However, there is another reason:  I think they have become, in a way, a kind of pets for me. I give them the love they need even if sometimes I wish I could speak their language. Telling their four truths. It’s better like this. And I prefer let the dogs lie speak!

But there is one question I will never know the answer…Why do they call me Poupette?! Yeah, for sure, it’s a life cat, my life.

By Younès M.

 I decided to share with you a short summary of my school year. The beginning of this year has not been really easy, firstly because I was a repeater and I always thought that repeaters were frowned and secondly, I didn’t know many people from this “younger” generation.                                                                    It took me almost one month to know my new classmates and to be more integrated. Our teachers  were really nice, I liked my English and Physics teachers but my Sciences teacher was my favorite           Since my first marks, I quickly realized that repeating will be beneficial. Last year, lessons and tests used to be a calvary for me but I am again the good student I was during my first years in high school. I finally arrived to this conclusion: losing one year in our life is nothing and repeating is not a shame and can only be beneficial.                                                                                    Now we are at the end of the school year, we still have nearly two weeks of work and then we will have two weeks to prepare our final French exam, written test on 16th June and oral test on 27th June. Finally I will be able to enjoy my holiday and to forget the word work!   

Summer is coming ... by Mariam A.

As we all know, it is nearly summer time, the weather is awesome, days are very long, and school is almost finished. Everybody is wearing shorts, skirts, and flowery dresses. But there is still a step to cross before enjoying entirely the sun and the sea: The bikini tryouts!                      

Every girl in the universe thinks about it all the year long and when the D-Day is near, she tries every possible thing to stay as slim as she can. Everything is easy for a girl that wants to buy a nice swimming suit in order to be the most attractive girl on the beach: hard diets, extreme sports training, even surgery in some cases!

And you wonder why they do these crazy things, why they destroy their own bodies to look like skeletons? Because magazines, television, movies, every media show hem he image of perfect girls, so skinny, so beautiful, wearing the best fashion, and looking so happy and self confident.

So, every teenage girl wants to become like that, to look like a top model because she lacks self-confidence and trust in her own body. Bu girls have to know that they are all very pretty in their own way. No need to put themselves in an extreme hunger or spend all their savings in plastic surgery.

The world is full of different people, cultures, appearances and mentalities and that is what makes it beautiful and worth to live in. So do not try to look like everybody because your own personality and appearance is way better!

By Mehdi C.

Well, hello everybody. This is the last time I write something for this blog and I’m quite sad about it because I always loved to show you parts of my culture (which I hope you enjoyed!). You probably remember that we already posted on this blog many articles about different topics such as Moroccan celebrations, our time-tables or even Sci-Fi stories, but this time it’s different. Indeed, our English teacher told us we were totally free, we could write whatever we wanted for this last time on the blog, there wasn’t any constraint. Thus, I’ve been thinking about what I could tell you since last Monday, It was hard because I needed something original, without being boring ; something about my personal feelings but that could interest you. Thinking about it for hours didn’t help me a lot, in fact I couldn’t find topic special enough to be worth posting on the blog. Because I’d rather get your interest rather than getting a good mark, I thought I would do something risky that time. Well, you’re wondering if I finally found out this topic, the topic of this post ? This is a good question that I’ve also been asking myself since I had my first good ideas. It was so much a stress that it reminded me of my French exams I’m taking in June, and how they are stressing me. Indeed, the pressure on me because of those is much more important than for the topic of this post, so I probably shouldn’t have stressed that much. Judge by yourself: this French exam for which we’re actually preparing and thinking since the « 6^ème » (which is the level of school five years behind mine) is composed of two parts, the written one that takes place on June, the 16^th is a four-hours-during and difficult exercise of French literature and the second one, the oral part on about the 23^rd of the same month, is even worst because we have to know by heart so many things… Well, so let’s come back to what I was saying: to answer your question, yes finally I found the topic I wanted to share with you but when I came this morning to school to write it down in English class, I was still hesitating. At first, I didn’t remember it, but today is Friday the 13^th, a day which people often think of as a synonym of bad luck. Even if I don’t believe in that, this quite confused me, and I have to say that every other student in the class seems to know exactly what he is talking to you about. Indeed, I can see them right now and the teacher just said there were only 10 minutes left but everybody (or almost everybody) including me is writing. I’m sure you’re still waiting for me to tell you what subject I finally chose and there is no more reason for me to make you wait, so I’m just going to tell you. You probably already figured it out, this article is some kind of meta-article which means I am myself telling you about writing of this ! I’m glad I finally managed to do it. I hope you enjoyed it and thought it was original. So good bye everybody, and take care of you !

Dear Human Being... by Alya A.

We know each other very well. In fact, we spend one hour, maybe two, together per week. I love when you're here, taking my hands, driving me in every alley, giving me some food, drinks and even some money when I'm not attached to my many friends. But the funny thing in this relationship is that every time you go home, you completely forget me. That hurts but I know it's not your fault. Actually, it's not a big of a deal because you trust me: when your child is with you, you put him on me so he can play with all the food you gave me. Indeed, I noticed that today, human beings are very generous. Sometimes you give me so much food that my that my stomach hurts.
I think it's what we call consumer society. I noticed that many years ago, people were buying only what they needed most. But now, in supermarkets, most people ( except old grandpas and grandmas) which includes you, are to advertising which leas you to excessive consumption.
For example, sometimes your child starts crying to have come cereals with a toy inside and even if you don't need cereals: you buy them. Maybe it's not your fault for you to succumb. You may just be a victim of this consumer society which drives your pocket-money down.

Thank you for taking the time to read my letter.

       Respectfully yours, your favorite caddy

A Happy Mother's Day on NYC radio... by Sarah B. T.

Good morning New York city! The city which never sleeps... Today, as you know it's Mother's Day, so I want to wish all mothers who listen to us right now a Happy Mother's Day. As you have probably noticed, it was one of the more agitated week-end for New York and all United States. Lest's come back 48 hours before to have a general idea on what happened... Everybody is outside looking for a gift for his mother: kids, men, women, boys and girls. It's true that it's considered like a very important holiday when everyone can show and prove his love and intention to his mother. But don't forget that it's also a financial celebration: malls and stores take advantage of this occasion to buy a lot and make more money. They also organized sales to encourage people to buy more. Well..., forget this bad part and go back to interesting things! The 8th May, is one of the exclusive days when men, and more particularly fathers  keep their children, trying to give time to their wives for spending time with their friends. This thing...is superb, isn't it? Yes it is and you know why, because it's a big and important day for all mothers to know that their families love them. And more again, a day when men can prove their gratitude to women. Listeners...I am a man and these things are true for me, so Happy Mother's Day again and hope to see you soon with us. Bye, bye auditors. Oh...honey, don't worry I am coming soon :)

Last but not least...

For the last papers of this schoolyear, the pupils have been asked to write whatever they wanted. A free style activity... Some tremendous stories... Hope you'll enjoy!

The incredible story of Mr. Simon

                One cold day of December 2032, Georges Simon, a 32 years old British man was driving in a narrow and dark alley of London, the city where he lived with his wife and their son. Georges was a Biology teachers and really liked his job. In fact, he was very interested in Biology and especially Genetics since his childhood. When he was a child, Georges lived with his parents who never gave him any brother or sister. Thus, he was quite lonely during his childhood and the only hobby that could really prevent him from annoying was reading Sci-Fi stories often dealing with advanced scientific progress in Genetics that was changing  the society. That day, Georges was wearing his usual black suit, elegant and immaculate as always, that highlights his blond-haired, blue-eyed face. Georges' sorrowful appearance was even more noticeable than usual and his tall and thin body fitted nicely his personality. Indeed Georges was a taciturn but very clever person, even so, his suspicious mind was by far the most interesting thing about him. Trusting other persons was so hard for him that one day, he secretly put a small camera on his son's bag to control what she was doing during the day and check if she wasn't doing things she wasn't allowed to. That day, Georges had got a really bad feeling, something that he couldn't explain, he suspected something bad was going to happen.

Georges was going to visit his parents. Lisa Simon was a mother at home. She didn't work and was 54 years old. She had blue eyes and blond hair. She was a sociable and talkative person because she had a good education from her parents. She liked sports and also music. But what she really loved was Chemistry and Genetics. This was the reason  why she loved her husband, Jack Simon, and cared about him. He was a researcher in Genetics  and was pretty crazy. He was 56 years old, tall and smart. He had brown eyes and black hair and he was always wearing glasses. He was a nervous person, meaning he could easily change his mood for about nothing. All of a sudden, he saw the house of his parents and in front of it three police cars. Georges got afraid because he remembered the bad feeling he just had and understood that something happened to his parents.

Georges entered the house, and told the first policeman he saw that this was his parents' house, then he asked if him why the police was here, hopping the answer would relieve him. Unfortunately,  replied : “I am sorry, your father has just been murdered”. A very painful feeling passed through Georges whole body and two small tears appeared in each on his eyes. The police didn't let Georges understand clearly what happened and quickly asked him to follow them to the police station because they had to interrogate him. At the police station, Georges was asked many questions and the police took his DNA to compare it to the murderer one that was found on crime scene. Few time later, they got the results : both DNA perfectly matched ! Georges got very surprised of that and did not understand at all how his DNA could have been found on the crime scene. Indeed, he knew he wasn't the murderer. Pending other evidences, the police put him in custody. Georges started to think about all what happened in order to clarify the situation in his mind. Finally, he quickly remembered something very disturbing his mother told him about two years ago...

According to her, Jack, the father, decided to conduct an experiment that would help him in his research about Genetics : he attempted to create a second son who would the perfect clone of Georges, when the little boy was only 3 years old. In spite of Lisa Simon disagreement, he complete his experiment but the result wasn't as perfect as he expected. Indeed, Georges' clone, whose name became Robert, had two lightly green eyes instead of Georges' blue ones. Moreover, his nose was quite different from his brothers'. The father concluded the experiment was a failure and decided to put Robert up for adoption because he was only a bad copy of Georges. Lisa Simon who felt very concerned with Robert's life decided to secretly to keep in touch with him. Thus Robert Landonovan grew up with a strong detestation of this father that had abandoned him, and he was also jealous of his brother was supposed to be a perfect genetic mold for Robert.

Georges understood that Robert was probably the one who had killed his father and had put genetic evidences to accuse Georges of the murder, taking advantage of the DNA he shared with his brother to accomplish his revenge. But he didn't give up and decided to look for evidences that could prove to the police that Robert had killed Jack Simon. He decided to call his mother on phone and ask her to tell the whole story about Robert to the police. Besides, he also phoned his friend Marie and asked her to seduce the inspector in charge of the investigation so he would accept to consider Robert as a suspect and investigate on his case, especially carrying out DNA tests to confirm the story of the mother and to involve seriously Robert in the murder. Subsequently, the police found other evidences in the apartment that proved definitely Robert's culpability, but also the fact that Georges was in Manchester just before he went to his parents' house so he couldn't have committed the murder. After these findings, the police launched a wanted notice against the murderer and, after a chase, Robert died because of an accident with a truck. The truth finally broke and Georges was cleared and released.

Today, Georges still lives with his wife, his mother and his son in London. The father and Robert were buried but this extraordinary murder case stays in everybody's mind forever.

By Mehdi Cherradi, Abdellah Goultine (1ère 02 S) et Younes Matrougi, Anas Neba (1ère 01 S)

REFLECTION

REFLECTION

Have you ever wondered who is behind your mirror?

Narrator:

Everything is dark around Mathew. Something is moving in the shadow. He approaches, inevitably attracted. Now he can see it…it's him, him in a     mirror, always the same mirror. His reflection looks amazingly strong, powerful. Suddenly the one in the mirror bursts out laughing and reaches out towards Mathew. At this very moment, Mathew realizes how weak, fragile he is. He screams and…wakes up in his bed, feverish and sweaty.

Mathew:
Always the same dream since the accident when I lost my memory ten years ago. I don't have any memory of my childhood anymore. The frightening way I woke up almost made me forget the life I'm leading, an animal life, forced to hide all day long and to make my way in the shadow.

Narrator:
Let me explain you everything. He has to bear the entire world's injustice like a burden. Two years ago, he was unfairly accused of the murder of James Connor, a doctor. One day he was working, he received a call from his mother; she was yelling and crying:

Mother:

Run away! The police is looking for you! You are accused of the murder of a doctor, I know you are dazed and scared, but now just go, I will answer all your questions later.

Mathew:
Since that very moment, I'm on the run, thinking all the time about what could have caused my situation. Still don't know why…I’ve been unable to join my mum for two years to get to know the truth. And now at last after all this time she calls me and I will understand…

Mother:
My son, it's you? Oh! You cannot imagine how I missed you! Where are you? How are you doing? What will you do? 

Mathew:
Mum, you have to answer my questions first of all! I need to understand what is happening to me.

Mother:

 I will tell you everything you want to know but trust me, I had no choice, we were poor and he was the unique solution to save our family…

Mathew:
He? Who is he? Who are you talking about?

Mother:
Your brother…he is the real murderer…and he is…you.

Mathew:
What? Me! What do you mean? Is it a joke?

Mother:

He is not you, he is the PERECT you. Your clone, your half, the other part of you, he is behind the mirror.

 Narrator:

 The mirror which has appeared every night in his dreams for 10 years. The mirror…!

Matthew:
Tell me everything.

Mother:
You were one year old, you were weak and sick and we were poor. There was no hope for us to fight against misery with a son like you. We needed him, trust me. He was supposed to be your perfect side. You without any defect or weakness, the only one that could rise our family up…your clone. You were really close, the two parts of one soul, even if he was considered like a robot. But one day…he was just gone.

Mathew:
You lied to me. I don't have any memory of my childhood because of this accident which stole a part of my life.

Mother:
I didn't tell you anything because I thought it would be your chance to start a new life, to offer a better future to our family. But when I heard about this murder, I knew it couldn't be you, I knew it was him.

Mathew:
What can I do?

Mother:
You have to find him to prove your innocence. Don't trust anyone. 

Narrator:
He focused on his brother's life, trying to solve this question without answers, to find the reason why his clone had committed this murder. It became more the research of his past than the research of his innocence, a research of the truth. Every second, he was trying to catch a part of his past, in order to have a clue about his brother. But one night every piece of the puzzle took its right place in his mind: At the beginning, it was almost the same dream. But when he arrived in front of the mirror, there wasn't his brother, he saw two children playing together…perfectly similar. The children climbed up a tree, and entered a little hut. Suddenly he felt something beside him: his brother, now he could remember his name: Mike.

Mathew:

The last piece of the puzzle.  I remember now: it was our hiding, where we used to spend all our free time without anything that could disturb us.
I have to go there. The police is tracking me, I don’t have much time left. But I am sure now that this is where I spent the main part of my childhood. I don’t know why, but I am sure that if I go there, I will find him.

Narrator:

And there he was.

Mike:
I was waiting for you, you're late, as usual. I knew you would come. This is the only place where I ever felt like a normal child, a human.

Mathew:
I wanted to know…

Mike:
…The truth? Don't blame me, just try to understand me before…You were the only one who considered me as a human being. For the others, for the parents, I was just a machine made up to be perfectly perfect. I was not allowed to any defect, any mistake. It was too much pressure for me…
I totally flipped out. Everyone has a dark side and for me, they tried to deny it. At last, it exploded, all the darkness that had been kept into me for years and years took over my willing, and that’s why they are here.

Mathew:

They?

Narrator:
At the same moment, they heard the police cars around them. Mike walked toward the door.

Mike:

I've never wanted to hurt you. I was just waiting for you and now, I will assume the consequences of my acts.

Narrator:
He was already forgiven for Mathew. He didn’t only find out the truth, he also recovered a part of him.

                              Sarah BENJELLOUN TOUIMI, Ana ISABELLA & Chayanne LAGDIR

WANTED

« Amanda Clark, twenty-eight years old, American Citizen and famous writer, died of an overdose on January 11th 2012 in her house in South Kensington, London. »

Six months ago:

-Fluffy, I'm leaving, I'll be back soon!

On that day, Amanda Clark met Todd Bowser. He was charming, she was beautiful. He was a surgeon, she was a famous writer. She felt in love with him, he just wanted to take advantage of her. Three months later, they were living together, they were engaged then married. One day, in the bathroom he stole a hair from her brush and took some saliva from her tooth brush. Then, he put these samples in small plastic bag while the cat was watching. At this exact moment, in the living room, Amanda Clark had an idea for her latest novel. She instantly started to write the beginning of her new story. Then she read it out loud to her husband. He loved it. So did the cat.

Three months later, her new novel “WANTED” was published. The résumé was short but not that easy to understand: « They came ». All around the world, people were waiting outside bookstores for the book’s release at midnight. The event was even more spectacular than the release of the last chapter of Harry Potter or Twilight. TV channels like BBC, CNN and many others were asking the same question: « Who came? ». Amanda Clark was watching the count-down on her gigantic plasma TV with her cat. 10, 9, 8. Somebody has been kidnapped. 7, 6. People were knocking violently on the bookstores’ doors. 5, 4. Someone in the crowd heard a gunshot. 3, 2, 1. Bookstores were opening their doors.

The next morning, all of London's streets were silent. The city turned into the first giant library ever. Everybody was reading WANTED. Everybody, except Todd. He was too busy trying to manufacture a clone of Amanda with her DNA stolen in their bathroom. Todd was very intelligent and curious. He always loved genetics and he dream about being the first man to clone a human being. That's why he married Amanda:  she matched all of his criteria. She was tall, young, fit, generous, talented and very intelligent.

Few days after the book’s release, police came to Amanda Clark's house and accused her of murder. A man called Jack Braverman was killed the night before and they found her DNA on the crime scene. They arrested her. Chocked and puzzled, she was thinking about what happened to her, lying on her jail's bed.

A couple of hours later, she escaped thanks to her cat Fluffy who fooled the guard and brought her the keys. Then, in the middle of the night, she ran away to Paris. Relieved, she had a good night sleep in a Ritz hotel room.

The following morning:

-Officier Olivier, un meurtre a été commis au 11 Boulevard Flandrin.

Charles Carmichael was shot in the head the night before, near midnight. On the crime scene, Officer Olivier found a long hair in the corpse's hand. After the DNA research results, Amanda Clark was WANTED.

At the same time, in her luxurious hotel room, the woman was crying and asking herself why Todd didn't look for her or show up.

In London the situation was more complicated. The police found in Victoria Station's database her train ticket to Paris. Immediately, English police called French Police to tell them that Amanda Clark was on their territory. Then English police was advertised that she had already committed a murder in Paris.

Todd wasn't answering to any of her many phone calls. So, assuming the consequences of her acts, she got back home. Once in her flat, she found it empty. It took her more than five seconds to realize that Todd was gone. She started to cry and to scream. She went to the bathroom and took every pill she could see. She walked slowly to her bedroom; she lied on her bed and decided to let herself go to an endless sleep.

But one week later, another person was killed. Rome, Berlin, Luxembourg, Vienna and in every European capital, a murder happened. The weirdness in this whole story is that murders were all perpetrated the same day at midnight. Police of each country found Amanda Clark’s DNA on the crime scenes. 

By :

Yassine ABDENNADHER, Alya ANNABI, Théo ARNONE, Maryam ALAOUI SOLAIMANI

Rita Morgan...

Rita Morgan, a young South African business executive, was walking to her office when she noticed that there was a police car right in front of the company building. She headed to the 16th floor, slightly nervous.
When she entered her office and saw the police officers who were questioning her colleagues, her fear increased. One of the policemen stared at her and came. He asked:
"_ Are you Rita Morgan?
_ Yes I am.
_ Well Miss Morgan, you're under arrest for the murder of you boss, Robert Taylor."
At first she didn't believe what she had heard.

There was only a table and two chairs in the interrogation room. The inspector asked her:
"Where were you yesterday between eight pm and one am?
_I was having dinner with some colleagues. We had to speak about some projects.
_ That sounds really weird miss Morgan, because we found your DNA on Mr. Taylor's corpse. Who can prove that you were having dinner at that time?
_ Any of my colleagues. I still don't understand how could it be ! "
At that moment she remembered a very important thing.
"_ Wait! There was that waitress. She spilled wine on my sweater. She took it and I didn't get it back from her ! We should go and see her!"
They went to the restaurant and searched the waitress. Rita saw a door opened in front of her. She said to Inspector Troy : " we should check this room let's'get it in"
They got into the room and turned light. Right in front of them! They saw the waitress talking with a man. The waitress was beautiful, tall and blond haired. She was blue eyed her lips were so pulpy. Rita recognized both of them, the man was John Sherman, her boss's assistent. Troy took his gun and screamed : "Freeze!". The two criminals started running followed by Rita Morgan and Inspector Troy. But the police cars were blocking the way. The cops caught them. Troy said to Rita : " i think we have our killers now". Then they started laughing. Rita returned to her flat and had a bath. She was pouring water on her curly black hair when the phone rang. She answered :
"-Hello?
- Miss, Morgan. It's inspector Troy. We questionned the suspects. We finally know what happened.
- Please tell me.
- John Sherman organised that dinner and paid the waitress to steal your sweater. She poured wine on you and managed to do what she was asked. She collected hair on your sweater and went to your boss's house. She killed him with a gun and dropped your hair on his corpse that's why we thought it was you. For this i really apologize. Later we learned that Sherman had an argument with Mr Taylor about a promotion.
- I'm so glad to hear this Mr Troy.
- Goodbye Miss Morgan and sorry again"
And she went to sleep. She was free again .

By Omar Amri, Ghali Mehadji, Amine Sghir, Anass Tarabi

In the golf course...

In the golf course, John swings the ball. He sends it just next to the hole. He's good golfer because he began it five years ago. His friend, Tommy, says:
- Good Job!

         John, twenty-seven years old, is an American living in New York City. He’s an only child, but he considers all his friends as brothers, especially Tommy, his best friend. He is an engineer and works for a car industry. He's well built, rather tall, dark haired and blue-eyed man.
- And as always, he's the best! says Rose.

         Rose is the John's fiancée, it means that they're engaged to get married, and the wedding is going to be tomorrow. Rose is twenty-five years old and she's teaching mathematics in a high school.
- So, the last stroke, and... It’s in! John shouts.
- It's impossible to beat you, actually, says Tommy.
- I'm sure one day you'll win, replies John.

         The day after which is the wedding day, John prepares himself at home: he wears a suit with a tie. Tommy enters in the room and says to John:
- Are you OK?
- Yes, I am, and you, are you ready to be my Best Man
- Yeah, don't worry!

         They leave his house and go to the church. The pre-wedding Ceremony started 15 min later. Parents, friends and guests were in the church and John is waiting for his future wife. The wedding day is the most important day for the couple. They wanted it to be a perfect day.

         The processional music begins with the wedding March. Rose is wearing a wonderful white wedding dress. When the priest started the opening prayer, suddenly one guest present in the church, said:
- You should stop immediately this ceremony!

         John, surprised, replies: “Who are you? And why are you saying this?”
- He is a friend of my father, says Rose  
- My name is Peter and I know your biological parents, says the man
- Ok, who are they? Says John, my parents, here presents are my biological parents.
- Rose is your sister!! Shouts Peter

         All the people in the church are surprised and chocked. The ceremony is stopped. John tries to discuss with his parents. He doesn’t get any clear answer on this problem. His father says:
- Rose and you will have the confirmation after the DNA test.

         The day after, Rose and John went to the special laboratory, allowed to perform the DNA test.

         One week later, Rose and John receive the DNA tests results.

- We are officially brother and sister! exclaims John,
- It’s simply unbelievable! says Rose
- We need some clarifications from our parents, says John

         Once at John’s parents’ house, his ‘father’ explains the fact:
- Yes, you have been adopted twenty five years ago, we found you in a park alone. The Police did not succeed to identify your parents. Your ‘Mother’ and I have decided to adopt you.

         John and Rose leave and go to Rose Parents house. Big hugs and kisses. John asks his parents:
- Why did you leave me alone in the Park?
After a while, his father answers:
- That was your destiny...

Réda Dadoun, Hamza El Yamani, Saad Benkirane

"Yes, I do
- For now on, I pronounce you wife and husband."
The time passed since the first moment that Seth Fills, 29 years old, and Amy Roberts, 24 years old, have met in the case that she was implied on. Now, she's surrendered by her sister, Ashley, and the memory of her parents who passed last year. Concerning Seth, he never knew his biological family and never tried to know who abandoned him. But today, it's Seth and Amy's day, the day that will link them for the rest of their lives.Ashley used to hate weddings, but this one is her sister’s. So, she decided to stay until the end of the ceremony, but first she needed to talk to her boyfriend. She wanted to ask him to come over and stay with her. While she was calling him, somebody stole her purse. When Ashley realized that, she followed the thief as quick as she can without paying attention to the car. The second after that, she found herself lying down, full of blood. After the accident, everything passed fast, Ashley was in the hospital, Amy and Seth joined her.
After 2 hours of waiting, the doctor came with some news:
- Mrs Roberts..
- Yes, how is Ashley?
- Your sister is stable but she needs a lot of blood, she’s in a critical condition.
- Oh, my god !
- We would like to analyze your blood to see if it’s compatible with your sister’s.
- Oh, of course. I will do anything to help her.
A few hours later, when the doctor has the results:
-We’re very sorry Mrs Roberts but your blood group is not the same than your sister’s.
- Maybe you can try with mine, said suddenly Seth.
Seth wanted to help Ashley, she was like a sister for him. A nurse came and took him to do the analysis.
After one hour, the nurse came back, very excited:
-Oh, Mrs. Roberts, Ashley is going to be fine, your brother save her!
- He’s not my brother, you must confused with someone else.
- Mr. Seth Fills, right? I’m sorry, but the DNA test shows us that Ashley and Seth are brother and sister. And it means that…
- Seth is my brother too ! Oh my god, it can’t be possible ! We just get married !
- I’m really sorry.
This revelation troubled the family. Who would imagine that a teacher and a lawyer, met in random, are actually brother and sister? Certainly not them. Fortunately, Ashley gets out of the hospital, but for Amy and Seth, it’s another story. They went to see their grand-mother to have some answers. Apparently, their mother was pregnant of Seth when she was very young and raised by a protestant family who would never accept this child. So, she decided to give the baby to the adoption. Unfortunately, she had to sign a contract saying that she will never get in touch with her son. Seth’s father never leave her, and a couple of years later, they decided to have children: Amy and Ashley. Seth and Ashley thought that maybe there was a mistake with the DNA test but now, the grand-mother confirmed the truth: they are brother and sister.The new brides couldn’t handle the pressure so they divorced and decided to give to each other some time to accept their new situation.

Noha.D, Walid.T, Zin.T, Simo.S
1ère S04

Orlando Cain

Orlando Cain is the most efficient detective in his department. The authorities of Federal Bureau Investigation didn’t go twice before they chose him for supporting the intriguing case « Ericksen ». We must say that Orlando is Horacio Cain's son, the legendary expert and as you should know genetics never disappoints. The prodigal son inherited most of his father's qualities: intellectuality, sense of vision, professional involvement and redness for the physical appearance. But Orlando's heart is way much bigger than his father's, and in his job that usual positive detail can play very bad tricks. This case could be a turning point of his career, and it could bump him to the top. He would finally deserve to bear his last name. He has to resolve that case, he can do this, he has to.

 In a society driven by liberal eugenics, Andrew Ericksen is the most powerful scientist that Usa has ever known. He was a strong lawyer for genetics rights, he is one of those who have elevated science to its known place. His research on genetics has changed the world’s view of it. He has fought his whole life for this cause. Until his last breathe...

 Orlando is staring at this little and perfect suburban house, searching for any possible evidence, but nothing outside. He opens a brown massive wood door and takes a look inside. But found nothing at the first floor.

Then he calls his assistant : « Brooke, where is the body ? » « Upstairs sir.. »

 He goes up the clean and shiny stairs. Too shiny,  too perfect: weird. A spot on the banister draws his attention. He orders to make a levy. When he reaches the top, he sees the body. The man was killed in his bed, while he was asleep. No trace of suffering or any injury. Everything is perfect in the room, tidy and cleaned up. Cleaned up? The murderer has been good at taking care of every detail. He knows what to do, how to manage the situation. He's smart, very smart, but not as much as Orlando.

The investigation is long, the evidences are not significant and too much people are suspected. While Andrew’s family is impatient and wants revenge. The FBI's authorities began to doubt about Orlando's capacities. He’s not able to sleep at night, this case takes every single minute of his time, he wasn't able to find anything nor see anything and begin to lose hope.

 He receives a call in the middle of the night; it doesn’t wake him up knowing that he was already awake.  The call is from Andrew’s assistant, he seems worried:

-« Hello? This is Justin Timberlake, Mr Ericksen's assistant … I have to see you, I need to tell you something that is going to be helpful for your case, how about you joining me in my office sir... 

- Ok, I'm already on my way »

Orlando doesn't look for details on the phone; he jumps in his car and makes it really fast to the laboratory.

When he arrives the first thing that disturbs him is Justin's behavior. He's upset about something. Orlando knows that the element Justin hides will be very helpful for the case. It could be the key of all the issues. So Orlando decides to take the advantage of the situation. He looks at Justin straight in his eyes and speaks to him: « Justin, it’s obvious that you know something, you have to tell me what's wrong. I'm sorry I made a mistake, I shouldn't have called you. I'm sorry; you have to leave now...

-       Or what? Is he coming?

-       Who?

-       The murderer!

-       No, off course not...

-       Oh, so you know his identity?!

-       Sir, I told you to leave...please.

-       Hiding vital information to the police is liable to imprisonment. Look, I know you're afraid but I can offer a protection. 

-       Oh, believe me you really can't!

-       What do you fear? Are you blackmailed by someone? For God sake talk to me! There is a killer outside who may hurt people!!

-       I don't think you understand me, many people are involved in this crime.

-       Mmmhh, are you talking about a conspiracy?

-       Sir, you must leave, NOW! Or I’ll call the security»

Orlando pretends to leave, but he goes hiding in his car. He waits all night long before Justin leaves his Office.  In the early morning he sneaks inside the office like a thief. He enters Andrew’s office, turns on the computer of the deceased but he then relies that he needs a password. He looks for it during a long time, make many attempts, but he unfortunately can't find it...

 «Damn, I have to find this password... » told the man to himself.

He glances up and saw a fold on the wallpaper. He tears it off carefully. A huge poster appears on the wall. It represents a gigantic DNA molecule. He tries to analyze the poster. Below the huge molecule, he reads:

« CSA, what the hell does it mean? Curious Secret Association? Seriously, what  does it mean ? Mmhh, oh : Cloning Secret Association. I heard about this secret association. I really don't know how this escaped me. Let's try it on the computer... »

 He enters the words : Cloning Secret Association. And it works.

« Off course it works... »

The first thing that jumps to his face like a wildcat is an opened letter, saying :

« Dear Andrew, you really disappointed me, I thought I could trust you. A reliable source informed me of your wish to reveal secret information. You are the most gifted of my scientists, but obviously you're also the silliest, you want to inform the FBI of our secret operations. You're definitely not approving human cloning … You were so good with animals. It's too bad...

So I’m sorry to let you know that you're dead, for science and for our promising universe.

                     Your president, Horacio Cain. »

Some days later he receives the results of the laboratory. On the banister was a drop of blood, which was Orlando's father DNA.

Orlando had always deserved to bear his last name...

Mehdi El Mernissi, Reda Benkirane , Alia Marrakchi  and Meryem Debbarh

  

November 2020

November 2020, Miles Hunter, a very well-known politician and candidate in the American presidential election, is about to marry Melissa Stancker, a very famous television host. Hunter will face tonight in a televised debate, his mentor, Manfred Von Karma, an experienced lawyer, known for his very special oratorical methods and candidate in the presidential election. Fifty minutes before the debate, Miles receives a call from an unknown number: he doesn’t know that this call will ruin all his professional projects and his private life. In order to comprehend correctly this story, we must go back a month before!

-Indeed, in October 2020, Miles and Melissa were enjoying a breakfast in their apartment, in Manhattan. Before going to work, Melissa didn’t find her purse in the apartment: very worried, she finally found it in the building’s stairs. Intrigued, she opened the purse and found a note, a very strange note. It said: “Are you really sure that you’ll marry Miles?” Melissa checked her purse, to make sure that all her important documents were here: except a bottle of coke, everything was in the purse. Surprised by this act, Melissa supposed that a fan (hysterical, of course) probably thought up this joke, in order to call her attention … But unfortunately for her, she was wrong! This information taken in consideration, we can understand the whole story. Let’s return on November 2020!

-Miles receives a call from an unknown number, he answers. A man, with a very threatening and menacing voice, says:

“ -Mister Hunter?

-Yes, it’s me.

-If you don’t want to shatter and ruin your life, you must abandon your project of being president and stop your electoral campaign.

-What are you talking about? Who are you?

-I’m somebody who knows everything about you … including some incriminating and compromising information for a very eminent politician, as you, Miles!

-Which information? I didn’t commit any crime!

-A crime is nothing compared to what I know about your life.

-Who are you?

-I repeat now: stop your electoral campaign and you’ll have a clear conscience!

-Never! Blackmailing me isn’t a very effective method, in order to dissuade me!

-Even if I reveal that your future wife, Melissa, is in fact … your sister?

-My sister? It’s ridiculous!

-My allegations are founded … scientifically speaking!

-Scientifically speaking … what do you insinuate?

- Have you thought about it carefully? I stole a bottle of coke, from Melissa’s purse in order to do something, because I want to prove a family connection between you and Melissa. So, what did I do?

-A DNA test?

-Yes, indeed. I collect some Melissa’s saliva, in the bottle of coke and I compared it with your DNA … The results are perfectly clear!

-But … how did you collect my DNA?

-Excellent question. I’m somebody that you’ll never suspect … more precisely, you’ll never suspect who is my boss!

-Manfred … You’re probably a Von Karma’s henchman!

-Perhaps. I give you a chance: if you abandon your electoral campaign, maybe that I’ll never reveal the fact that you’ll marry your sister. If you don’t accept, your career will be shattered and I’ll ruin your private life, by revealing all these secrets!

-It’s ridiculous …

-And if I say that Von Karma, who considers you as his son, was in fact one of your father’s friends and was also in contact with your sister’s adoptive family … with Melissa’s family!

-You’re wrong! Don’t talk about Melissa as if she is my sister!”

-At that precise moment, after all these revelations, totally hopeless, Miles hangs up the telephone. He takes a gun, puts it on his temple and pushes on the trigger. His body will be discovered twenty minutes latter, by Melissa. Desperate, she takes the gun and kills herself. This tragedy will move to tears all the United States. Next month, Manfred Von Karma will be unanimously elected  as new president and he’ll  cover up his implication in this case of double suicide.

Ghita Agouza Bennis, Kenza Bennis, Mehdi Charaf, Fatem Kadiri, Maria Tahri

1ère S 5

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... and the killer is...

In a snowy, dark, cold night of December 1949 in a little town of Scotland, a young girl appeared in front of the Central Hospital. She was wearing a loden coat and a scarf on her head. After a short hesitation, she eventually decided to go inside. As soon as she came in, she felt frightened because of the bustle and hustle. However she asked a nurse and all she could remember was waking up in a cold, white and sterile room having a horrible pain in her belly and feeling really sore. Yet she managed to get up and escaped as fast as she could because she felt really ashamed of what she just had done.

Nowadays, the same girl is 29 years old; her name is Jude and she is working in a big firm as one of the most important CEO. Since this awful day she has been running from her past but today it is catching up with her.

Indeed, in a beautiful morning of autumn, at the first rays of sun, policemen knocked at her door to accuse her of murder. Her reaction was surprisingly calm. This single woman was fridge and manic-depressive; so all her life was focused on her work. Everything was clean and tidy in her home as in her life nobody could understand her. She was hostile to any kind of relationship except the one with her little cat Solo. 

So that day, she just came out and followed the policemen to the police station. There she learned what she was accused of; and who she was supposed to have killed: the big boss, her own boss that had refused her a promotion a week ago. Her personality only helped the inspectors to make her even guiltier as she did not have any normal reaction: she never dined or even spoke; she just listened to the inspectors’ interrogations. Anyway, the inspectors did not have any material evidence to keep her, so she was released. Back to her place, her life continued as everything was fine but suddenly, memories popped up and her belly started to hurt her as the first day after her surgery, she started crying and sat on the floor: her past rebounded, and after years her pain was as vivid as the first time.

Nevertheless one of the inspectors, who believed that this kind of woman was not capable of doing such a crime, called “The Fox”, a private detective because he was smart and all his cases were successfully resolved. He started his researches on her and her past without finding any notable information expect that her life seemed to start when she was 18 years old. A few days after, and a lot of phone calls, he found that she had changed her name as soon as she had turned 18 and used to be called Marie Moore. In her original case he discovered that she had run away at 16 and that she had been through a surgery in the same time. Then there was nothing until she changed her name. This findings were not clear for the inspector so he decided to go see her himself with “The Fox”, hoping that she would be able to help him in his investigation. 

“The Fox” went to see her a Monday morning, she was not working and the door was opened. He found her sitting on her sofa with a glass of wine in her hand; he supposed that she probably drunk a lot. The inspector sat in front of her and started his interrogation. Then seeing that she won’t give any further information she had already giver to the police, he called her by her original name. Finally a reaction appeared on her face, she was completely frightened, he knew who she was! After a few minutes of silence, she started asking him and ended up panicking. After a while she just started crying and revealed everything about her, the pain was getting more and more powerful. “The Fox” was a good listener and an excellent analyzer, he put every pieces of the puzzle together and when she had finished he took her to do a DNA test because he knew that the police had found an unidentify DNA on the murder scene. The next day the test results arrived and according to the DNA that was in her case: she was definitely the murderer. Two officers went to her place to arrest her: as she was officially accused of the murder. However, as soon as they arrived they find her little cat meowing, the door wide open. The first one came in and went straight to the kitchen and to the living room: everything seemed normal, the second one went upstairs and found her lying in her bed, smiling surrounded by many empty pills’ limps. He started calling his team-mate while verifying her pulse: she was dead, she committed suicide. 

He found out a few days later that the DNA in her case was wrong and that she faked it for her new name and her new life. So an innocent was dead and the murderer was still free. When “The Fox” knew about her suicide he felt disappointed because he just had the DNA result that she made and which proved her innocence but in the same time he was not surprised and he was even happy for her, she had finally be released of the burden of her secrets and her regrets.

Although the DNA result found that the murderer was one of Jude’s relatives even if everyone knew that she had no family even by her real name: all her family was dead. But here “The Fox” showed all his findings and explained to his superiors Jude story. He actually explained that when she was young she had an out of marriage relationship and had gotten pregnant, unfortunately when she found out about it, it was already too late to get an abortion, so she had to give the baby away. She left him in the hospital hoping that a good family would save him and take good care of him. Her life changed at this time and she became another girl. After his story “The Fox” concluded that the murderer was Jude’s child.

Kenza El KHADIR, Karim KARCHAFI, Aïda KHALIDI, Kenza MEJJAT ALAMI

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