First of all I would do a paragraph on the much debated issue of education. This week Paul was teaching adults. Were workers after a work day attending a training of five hours. It's funny how one is raised automatically when a training of this type, the first day trying to do with the students themselves a assessment of the level, communicate what they learn and objectives, students will also inform the teacher of their expectations before the training. The class becomes an interactive process where both parties give and receive.
The student teacher to a higher wean study, in an environment (the classroom) that is not its own, you have to convert the class into something enjoyable and participatory. Any teacher who works with adults will automatically be presentations from the use of fun, visually stunning, uses many videos to reinforce explained, encourages collaborative work among students, the debate, each theoretical part takes practice, creates group dynamics to integrate to all students. My question is always the same why education for children remains as obsolete, back to the new technologies?. We still use the same model when we thought the Internet was the ravings of someone. I do not understand.
The student teacher to a higher wean study, in an environment (the classroom) that is not its own, you have to convert the class into something enjoyable and participatory. Any teacher who works with adults will automatically be presentations from the use of fun, visually stunning, uses many videos to reinforce explained, encourages collaborative work among students, the debate, each theoretical part takes practice, creates group dynamics to integrate to all students. My question is always the same why education for children remains as obsolete, back to the new technologies?. We still use the same model when we thought the Internet was the ravings of someone. I do not understand.
students tell you that Paul was given a beautiful piece of craftsmanship, a cow Sargadelos (I hang a picture).
On Saturday I also started my classes as a student I'm trying to expand my study of "innovation, research and development" to me is a sacrifice to have to get up the only day I can sleep for school from 9.00 to 14.00, not being with children all morning and not participate in the cooperative work of household tasks morning, but as a professional I can not stay on the blackboard and chalk. On the way to school I was thinking "five hours uf!" But I had a great time, many dynamic numerous videos of real life and practical knowledge afinzar .... When I realized the class was over. Moreover
Anderson will tell you that reassuring and classes very well, speaks a lot more and every time I learn something gets so excited that fills us all kisses. Wants to learn what is most important.
The title of this post is "values" because this week was the week of an expected outcome, my uncle has died eight months after fighting against a metastatic lung cancer. Do not want to tell the sad part because all but the experience you can imagine my uncle has made me a lot. In 2011 celebrated 50 years married with one child who discovered that most have a very aggressive degenerative disease that gradually it is limiting your life. The situation in that house was especially hard when my uncle got sick. No you can not imagine that with so great pain that she had clung to a subhuman force to life, would not leave his wife alone. He fought until the last second, but not only, all his siblings, his brothers / as, his nephews as they fought with him. Visually was shocking to see how his brothers and brothers of a mean age of 75 years fighting to see who would stay that night at his side. Perhaps because my father (his brother) and I'm more emotionally attached, I was struck by the image of him with his arm can not move from a fall, sitting beside her sleeping around a grandfather of 75.
I was reminded of when I was a teenager and was admitted to the hospital one of my uncles, just before entering his room I came across a doctor and a nurse, the doctor told the nurse: But they're here all the brothers again?, nurse replied, "this family always jump all the controls," to which he replied the doctor, "are like a family of gypsies." Clearly concerned that where a van is all and it is impossible to separate them.
The day of the funeral I realized how bloody it may be the target, as his only son tried to give her one last kiss to her father with a brutal effort to move with physical pain but still more heartache, as their mother accepted her fate and clung to his life and that of his son. But all stories have a beautiful part of solidarity and affection when all the brothers / my aunt as they organize to go to visit him, take things, help to care for your child and especially not leave them alone.
Sometimes I think we are losing the younger generation these values \u200b\u200bof cooperation, solidarity, love, crazy lifestyle that we lead and effort to be competitive we are wasting the most important. That big lesson of love they give us the greatest, never repay my parents the example of life so great that I get each day, hopefully in the future my children say the same of us.
This Christmas if possible I want to share more than ever with mine.
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