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Who’s who at OŠ Oskarja Kovačiča?


Our caretaker is one of the most important people at our school. I don’t know his name, because we all call him Mr. Caretaker. He helps us when we can’t find our cleaner, when we need help with computers, speakers … and also, of course, he fixes everything that doesn’t work. He starts early in the morning, when we’re still asleep. He doesn’t talk a lot. I think our caretaker is the most sought person in our school.

We also have a cleaner, her name is Zdravka. She’s very funny and she speaks a lot with us. She usually laughs and I guess she is a very positive person. She also starts with work early in the morning and finishes in the afternoon. She always takes care of our clothes boxes and she helps us to find stuff. She always wears blue ‘uniform’. I don’t know anything about her personal life.

I must mention our cooks because they always take care that we are not hungry. They’re very kind and quick. They always make us laugh. We’re very unadventurous when we choose our meals. They’re trying very hard for us, but sometimes we don’t like to eat what they prepare for us. They always wear white ‘uniforms’ and some of them wear a white cap, too. I don’t know their names either. I think that we will miss them next year.

Nika Černoga Mihelič, 9.a


About friendship

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I’m a very open-minded person. I’m sociable and talkative. Among friends I’m very confident and kind. For example I am always what I am. I never pretend to be someone I am not. I’m sometimes generous and share food with friends but not always, even if they say »sharing is caring«. When my friend has a problem I try to be thoughtful and helpful. My bad personal qualities are laziness and often impulsivity.

I think that the most important qualities in a friendship are honesty, loyalty, confidence and stupidity. Why stupidity? Because I think if you and your friend are stupid together it can be so much fun and you can laugh a lot. I like people who make me smile, are loyal, honest, confident, clever and educated, because you don’t meet that kind of person every day. But people who are selfish or cruel just don’t have any place in my world.




I am quite shy when it comes to making friends.  If I go to a place where I don’t know most people, I will usually only talk to my friends.

For me the most important qualities of a friend are sense of humor and loyalty. I don’t particularly enjoy spending time with people who are serious all the time and talk about people behind their back.





Yesterday, when I went to sleep I had really weird dreams. I dreamt that I woke up in a forest and the sun was already shining. When I got up, I saw a big house which was all over in flowers. Then I walked to the house and knocked. A very old lady opened the door. She had very long gray hair and dark blue eyes. She was really nice and she invited me in. We drank tea together, but I don’t remember what we were talking about. The only thing that I remember is that she told me about her secret book, which had a map to the magic river. The magic river was the river where you can find gold. When she told me that, she suddenly disappared and I woke up. I had school, so I got ready and went to the bus stop. While walking to the bus stop, I saw the woman from my dream and she had a secret book with her! I wanted to ask her about the book but then my phone rang. It was my best friend, so I answered. When I finished the call, the woman was no longer standing there.

by EVA, 9. b



Describing a dream




I had a really scary dream when I was young but I still remember it. While I was sleeping at my dad’s house , I woke up and heard someone going up the stairs and I was really scared. When it opened the door, I saw some kind of an alien or monster, I dont know exactly but it was really small and it had really big eyes and it had spikes on the head like a mohawk. It went towards me but I somehow got past it and went down the stairs to the garage and went out of the house . When I looked through the window of the garage, I saw it staring at me, so I went like 20 meters right because there was the main door. Then I went back and it wasn’t there anymore, so I knew it went through the front door. After that I started running to the river and I saw it running behind me. Then I woke up, but some other day I had the same dream , but it started when I finished the first dream , so  I was still running. I dont remember what happened next and when I woke up my heart was beating really fast.

by JON

A strange dream



I had a really nice dream last night. I was walking to school when I saw Erik  with a  black girl . She was a very nice girl . When Erik saw me he ran fast because he knew who was the boss here. I took the girl to school and everybody was surprised about this.
Later Erik came and said to me ,«Hey,this is my girl« and he showed his six packs to my girl. I just looked him in the eyes and he ran again. Then the headmistress came and said to me :,«You did a good job Rinor. I want to have different nations and different races.”Than the Pop tv came to school and did an interview with me.When I woke up I saw Erik with a new telephone which shows what you dream. He started boxing me. Then he went to his mum and said that he didn’t like me anymore.

by Rinor Hoxha

My dream

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Every night I go to sleep and every night I have an amazing dream. I fight against dwarfs, evil wizards, trolls, zombies, goblins. I also dream how to drive and how to improve my driving.

Now I will describe one of my dreams. In this description I will drive one of my favourite tracks Lonato. In the beginning of my dream I´m on the track. I´m walking on the track to see if the track is wet or dry and how much grip it has. When I come into the box, my kart is ready to drive, so I put my helmet on and I get in the kart. If it is cold, I do more warm- up laps. I am on the track for 15 min. After the session, a mechanic prepares the kart for later. I have 5-10 min to relax. In the first half of a day I do around 4-6 sessions.

At we have lunch at the track, after lunch we go to our boxes. A mechanic prepares the kart for driving. In the second half of a day the lap times are faster because the track is warmer and there is more grip on it. If I set my best time I´m very happy. That means I have improved a lot and the whole point of the dream is to improve.

FOR the driver it is very important to dream how to drive, when to brake and at the end of the dream he needs to see himself on 1st position or set the best lap time. It’s very important to dream that you have high goals. This is a description of one of my driving dreams 🙂


My strange dream

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My strange dream

I had a really strange dream last night. When I was watching TV, I suddenly fell asleep. In my dream I realised that I was flying. I flew through the walls and other things when I finnally came to the street. Then I suddenly landed into the pool full of water. I saw Santa with a gun, who was shooting people who were trying to run away. Then I suddenly appeared on the stadium where my friends were playing football. While they were playing, someone hit the ball and the ball flew away. They asked me to bring the ball, but I couldn’t move. I thought that someone grabbed my legs. Then I finally ran away and I was flying again. I was flying and I saw  the Titanic sinking!  I saw the World War II and I finally landed in one of destroyed towns. It was very dark there. I heard strange voices, people were screaming when I suddenly saw a T – Rex, a dinosaur. I was very scared. It attacked me and I hid in one of the houses, so he couldn get me. When the T – Rex left, I flew away again. I travelled into the space to the International Space Station. When I got there, the people who were working there thought that I was an Alien. So, they chased me, but I quickly disappeared. I finally came to my town and later on I appeared in front of the TV. Then I woke up J






It was the 17th year of my life. The winter that year was freezing. Everything outside looked like a white marshmallow. I just came home from school. My nose was all red and my hands felt like they were going to fall off my body (my hands would have been perfectly fine if i hadn’t forgotten my gloves at home that morning. Well, I kind of left them home on purpose, I mean they were my mum old ones and everyone at school would probably make fun of me for wearing them). I saw my brother was at home, so I decided to spend some time with him. That meant me bugging him, until I get him to do something. I remembered the time when my brother and I used to build snowmen together when I was about 5 and he was 9. Since there was enough snow for at least a few snowmen ( after like 5 years with practically no snow) I pretty much pulled my brother from behind his computer and got him to build a snowman with me (I know building a snowman is quite childish for a 17 year old but I liked it so…). When we got back in the house, my mum just came home from work. She looked like a snowman because she went to her job by a bus (SHE JUST HAD TO TAKE THE BUS… I mean she has a car, my dad bought her for their  anniversary but no… cars pollute the environnment…). I made her warm cocoa and my brother turned on the TV. He put on the ”Home alone” movie. We always watched it on the day before winter hollidays started. It was our little tradition. Then came the weekend, there wasn’t much going on, but then after the weekend on Monday we went shopping for Christmas presents. Christmas was on Wednesday this year and we were planning on celebrating it at my grandmas, just like we did every year but then something horrible happened. It wa a day  before Christmas. My grandmother died!! She was very close to me. I loved her with all my heart and now she was gone… After she died all my familly was quite sad. Our Christmas was ruined. Everyone got better after some time though. Everyone except me, I guess ( maybe I wasn’t the only one that wasn’t okay but I didn’t really care about anyone…all I could think about was my gandma). She was the 1st person close to me that died. I wanted to bring her back, I would do anything to get her back but I couldn’t. Time started passing by fast and all I did was go to school, come back home and then sleep. Spring came and I still haven’t got over grandma’s death. With spring came my 18th birthday. I used to have big birthday celebrations but this year I didn’t have anyone to invite ( I kind of stopped hanging out with my friends after the whole grandma thing…) so I decided I was going to have dinner with my brother ( even thought my birthday was in two weeks time I still decided I was going to spend it with my brother because I loved planning things.

After about a week a new guy came to our school. He was quite cute (at least for me) but everyone started being mean to him and making fun of him. I felt really bad for him because I knew how it feels to be the ”outsider”. It was also his 1st day in a new school and he already probably felt like crap. After school I went to eat lunch behind school to where I always ate it alone in peace. It didn’t look like that would be possibe that day(the new guy was there). I slowly went over to him and sat next to him. At 1st we were quiet and then I just started talking like a crazy human being and making no sense. He wasn’t talking a lot but he still said something from time to time. He was a nice guy, I felt like I could talk to him for hours but there is a thing called time that made me have to leave. Next day my old ”friend” stopped me on a hallway and told me that she saw me talking to the new kid (his name was Joe btw) and she told me that I shouldn’t mess with him because he is kind of a bad guy. She told me he had to leave his old school because he got into a fight almost every day and his grades ”sucked”. She also said that he drinks and sleeps with different girls a lot. I didn’t believe her at 1st but then when I came home from school I checked his facebook profile and I saw many different pictures that made me believe what she told me. I was really sad. I tought he was different…but I guess not. Next day in school I ignored him all day. I wasn’t going to talk to talk to him ever again. We had lunch again and I went to check f he was behind the school. He wasn’t so I sat down there and ate my lunch. After like 5min he showed up. He asked me what was wrong and why was I ignoring him. I grabbed my lunch and tried to leave. He screamed at me to tell him what was wrong so I told him… He expained that that was the old him, that he’s trying to change, that’s why he moved so far away from where he used to live. He said that he needed a new beginning. I sat down again and said:

Me: ”So you really wanna change?”

Joe: ”I’m trying to”.

Me: ”Well, let me help you with that”.