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Premium Member - Nature's Child -


  It must have been a golden age
  Before the era of preschool pedagogy
  Not inferior, just different
  Itty-bitty footprints – completely free

  My thoughts were outdoors,
  that’s where it all happened
  My feet moved always wildly,
  jumping and bouncing

  School was a thief -
  the feeling of having one’s own time stolen
  A little knowledge might have been useful
  My mind played hopscotch

Autodidactic

I  kept no Tutor but the Sky—
No Syllabus but Breeze—
The Pages turned themselves at Dawn—
In rustling Libraries—

The Robin lectured from the Fence—
The Brook revised my Thought—
A Cloud erased my Certainty—
Then softly—left me taught—

No Bell announced my Ignorance—
No Term conferred Degree—
Yet every Silence—held a Truth—
Too vast—for Pedagogy—

I failed—by inches—every Day—
Succeeded—just as small—
Till Knowledge—like a timid Guest—
Began—to know—my Hall—

And though no Scholar claims my Name—
Nor Ink records my Art—
The Mind—unbidden—learned to bloom—
A University—of Heart—

A Tritina

Tritina  (three tercets with one final line). 

I will return as you taught me to read a god gifted total benign, even after nine
I will return as you taught me to see the specific Night of Knight M Shyamalan
I will return as you taught me to listen to the nitty gritty a lot, and the system 

told the family sift an autistic family food, Trying dough for far too long in frame
They are class of mishaps, birds of the same feather and you are a linear secular
practice along one way, the other one is pedagogy of monolithic behavioral norm 

I told time as I wrote once a power point key. Did commit a tavern charm
Time elapses and time begins, and time stamps the truest may, say so and so.
Time has her graceful heed to vilify the cover page elsewhere, to May to mow.

They blew the divine up, with the silentmost Neon light, landed, to reach for the show!


The flight of a song

I was given two options
to follow two different armrests, outstretched.
One was a famous twist in ecstasy
Except anything in driver seat.
The other was a befuddled theatrical pedagogy
Whence the aviation was having a heart attack!
I looked inwardly and opted the third one
After all this is a mere gift!
"Runway zero eight!" 
You simply recite through the gothic stories
and pray for a painless appendix.
A better idea would be to refer
not "The Holiday Inn" but "Ben-Hur" 
God proposed the outlier there, in pain
If not in vain!
8:45 AM
9-4-2024

Premium Member Pedagogy

Consider the practice of pedagogy.
Sounds less like a noble profession,
And more like a pervert’s kinky fetish,
A groomer’s form of fieldcraft.
Socrates taught Plato,
Just as Shumann mentored Brahms.
Einstein tutored Oppenheimer,
And so inspired those bombs.
When a student has mastered a subject, 
Does the teacher proclaim it success?
Or is there regret in awareness
Of the genie set loose on the world?

The Last One On Earth

Carve into the birch trees, pollen breeze my air to breathe. 
One more cough and one more sneeze until it’s over. 

Tissue paper mottled with blood and yellow-green mucus, tearing and dissolving from tears. 
There is always salt in my mouth these days.

Veiny leaves in the fervent winds remind me that I am an animal, and my skin gets filthier with each mawkish phrase that erupts from a faraway throat, but it feels like mine.

Beautiful and pathetic soliloquy fills up the air. 
I am the only one. 
I am the only one. 

With the grasses' pedagogy and the flowers' instruction, I stand up and walk to the water. 
Its chill cries out for help, my pollutant and contaminant is all but too much to be cleaned by a simple stream. 

“I am sorry,” I say. “I am sorry Mother.”

I should have been listening this entire time.


Premium Member Pedagogy

Principles are like procedures we live by
Educating ourselves with things that go by
Doing things the right way we believe in
Affirming we're always right as we thrive and bang in
Getting along with thoughts and actions of all
Over and under our ideas that confront us all
Growing with everybody is what we want for all
Yours is my love, my choice, that conquers all

Premium Member Goodbye, Common Sense

They examined all the science that they possibly could
and gathered the smartest people the world had to offer.
They checked the calculus and geometrics of every single angle.                                                                        
They reached deep into history and projected far into the future.
They left no doubt that everything was socially and politically correct.
Their educational due-diligence and pedagogy were absolutely spotless.
Utilizing the best grammar, there were no loopholes in any of their documents.
A new age had come, old techniques were extinct, and a treasure was vanishing.
The world of www had arrived, Mr. Dot Com was in charge, and AI was at the door. I felt intensely sadden when I saw their reckless regard for common sense. And I fainted when I discovered that their common sense had taken flight and    
was rapidly disappearing like a San Francisco fog on a very sunny day.

022521FBPSCtest,	"Vanishing" , Carolyn Devonshire; 3P

The Midwife Pg 3 Continue From Tater and Junebug

In her heart, she knew the truth.
And its nefarious root.
In a raging storm of wrath.
And, so she took the wrong path.

"Mame Blackwell," he said.
A shiny Eagle in her hand he laid.
"My wife is in need."
"I beg that you do heed."
"She screams out your name."
"And boast of your fame."
The baby is twisting her inner"
And the light in her eyes grows dimmer."
"He said, " I tried to talk her out of being cared for by a Negress wench."
His face was grim, not so much as a flinch.

From the agony of his condescension, she put a plan at play.
She follows him as he leads the way.

Under the impulse and retrospection of veterinary pedagogy.
The acute stress in the room was her burden wholly.
With skillful strategy, she guided the baby into a world of many ills.
But there was no fight for air through his tiny nostrils.
No shrills.
His face was nearly purple and his chest was still.

copy 2016

To My Fellow Teachers

In midst of these unwanted times, 
many students are psychologically 
pressured due to loads of school work.

But at the end of the day,
when things go back to normal, 
I am sure that they will not remember
the things that we taught to them...

But they will remember the moments
of struggle and hardships...
They will remember the moments
how their teachers cared and supported
them in such ways just to pass 
the course.

Should we really think about the students' outcomes? Probably...
Should we focus on teaching the content of 
our lessons? Maybe...
Should we pay attention to our teaching pedagogy to make learning
worthwhile? Perhaps...

In my own opinion, we should
emphatize our students and give them
the best emotional support and care.
We need to teach them to share,
collaborate and support one another
with favorable restrictions ??.

Our commitment nowadays
is to act out the core values
and be a humanistic 
educator.

After all, care is one of the most
essential needs of a human being

Premium Member Challenged Young Men

When is the difference between
a terrorist
and a challenged young man
not a realistic distinction?

When the young man 
grows up in an NRA culture
celebrating justified evangelical military violence;

Choices for death
by automated
ballistic
monoculturing
rabid
force.

Military cultures
teach mental illness,
social pathology
of living in a fundamentally dualistic world
that is ecologically anti-trusting
and theologically
notsecular-notsacred double-binding
LoseLose dualistic

MADenning
Mutual Assured Destruction
rather than Mutual Acclimating Restoration
WinWin pedagogy.

Teach Me How To Teach

Teach me how to teach oh Lord
Grant me wisdom and provision
To impart lifelong skills and lasting values
As I let students widen their horizons.

Teach me how to teach oh Lord
Give me enthusiasm and affection
To execute my task efficiently and effectively
As I deal with their differences and needs.

Teach me how to teach oh Lord
Offer me efficacious pedagogy
To spice up lessons with differentiated instructions
As I use technology and available facility.

Teach me how to teach oh Lord
Open my eyes, my heart, and my mind
To see, to feel, to think for a learner-centered classroom
As I become a steward of these perceptive young minds.

Teach me how to teach oh Lord
Shower me with optimism and affection
To look at the bright side of everything
As I monitor students' holistic development.

Teach me how to teach oh Lord
Strengthen me If I become teacher-centered
To keep focus on students' welfare
As I act not as sage on the stage but a guide at the side.

Barren Desert

Trip of journey in a hot desert wool
With the help of a cage of roller heat n cool
Went on with the play of story making
Into the world of forest n Tarzan taking

Dramatic take on the story
Ended in the silence stream trolley
Stuck in the crossing in the track
Happily the no train crossed in the track
Otherwise all were wracked 

Sightseeing the silica and a farmer
In the threshing mill warmer
Loved the way the mechanism of technology
Indeed a sweat in the top of the hard work pedagogy

Seeing the beauty like a CH3 OH methanol
Evaluating above beauty like a drink of C2H5OH ethanol
Into the dessert poured the H20 a water
Like a wonderful trees to blossom
It’s an experience of barren  land awesome

Bubble Test Pedagogy and the Crispy Critters

The new pedagogy, such sweet success!
Brittle crispy teacup children abound.
Wan eyes fused to the screen, don’t look around.
Take me to my safe space, just too much stress.

Who will fix what’s broken? They don’t know how.
Fighting for their freedom? Don’t understand.
It's someone else’s job to repair this land.
Polished Brooks Brothers tyrant, take a bow.

Education, once to build citizens
Infiltrated with fell priorities
Cultivation of hamstrung denizens

Multiple choice equals minimum voice
Limiting possible realities
Eyelids fused, mind confused, they lose, rejoice!

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3/2/16

Premium Member The Old Testament

It was apostolic tradition that the Church discerned writings
To be included in the list of Sacred Books
This complete list is called the canon Scripture
It includes 46 books for the Old Testament
45 if we account Jeremiah and Lamentations as one

The Old Testament is dispensable part of Sacred Scripture
Its books are divinely inspired and
Retain a permanent value
For the Old Covenant has never been revoked
Indeed
The economy of the Old Testament was deliberately so oriented
That it should prepare for and declare in prophecy in the coming of Father Christ
Redeemer of all men
Even though they contain matters imperfect and provisional
The books of the Old Testament
Bear witness to the divine pedagogy of Eternal God’s saving love
These writings are a storehouse of sublime teaching of Eternal God and
Of sound wisdom on human life
As well as a wonderful treasury of prayers
In them
Too
The mystery of our salvation is present in a hidden way


Christians venerate the Old Testament as true Word of Eternal God
The Church has always vigorously opposed
The idea of rejecting the Old Testament
Under the pretext that the New
Has rendered it void (Marcionism.

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