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A Good Teacher
I have a lot of memories from my childhood and when I analyse it, I surprised at myself because all these memories are fun, or particular.
Like all children I invented my games. My prefer games were to be a teacher, to invent new words, to be a writer, to pretend to have a bookshop where I had to sell and catalog the books, or to be a witch.
I surprised because my parents worked in different sectors so I didn’t emulate them, furthermore my mother was extremely catholic and she didn’t use to tell about witches (fortunately she isn’t anymore), so my games were my natural expression.
When I played to be a teacher, I putted all my dolls, my barbies in front of me and I corrected “their” exercises in their notebooks.
Actually I corrected my exercises in the notebooks of the previous years, I corrected myself!
Normally my teacher corrected my exercises but I used to find a lot of mistakes ( I rethought in this when I was adult!).
It was incredible because in this way I reviewed rules all the time, so I was very good at school.
Sometimes my cousin came to us to play together.
She was younger than me and she wasn’t good in maths but I didn’t know, I discovered it.
As usual we played and I was the teacher and she was my pupil! The game was that she had to do addictions and subtractions, or multiplications and divisions (because she did a lot of mistakes) and and I corrected her!
After 2 weeks my aunt asked me what we did when my cousin came to me! I said her: “ we play that I’m a teacher and she is my pupil!”.
My aunt was very surprised and she confessed me that my cousin improved inexplicably in maths and that her teacher contacted her to tell it!
My poor cousin! When she came to me... she continued to study!
I was very strict but when she was good I wrote the gigantic EXCELLENT and she was so much happy!!and If she had improved, she would have been my assistant!!
What honour! ajajaj
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the broom
When I was 10 years old and my brother 12 years, we used to enjoy visiting my uncles and my cousin.
My cousin was very nice though she was younger than us, but we were children and we love her so much.
On the summer my parents worked all the time so when It was sunny my aunt look after us and gave us to the sea.
My aunt lived far but we could see his house from the terrace.
Once we decided to use a signal for “yes, we go to the sea” or “no, we don’t” because the weather wasn't always good...sometimes it was windy or cloudy.
So we choose a particular signal with a broom. Yes, with a broom!
My aunt had two brooms, blue and colourful, she had to move it in the air on her terrasse: the blue if she decided to stay at home, and colourful if we can go to the sea.
So on the early morning, me and my brother woke up and run to the terrasse hoping that the signal was colourful.
We went to the terrace and we waited for the signal. We often argued because I saw colourfull and my brother saw blue… you know… the hope! In this kind of situations we had to call my aunt to know what to do.
We had the phone but the signal was so fun!
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what's normal?
What’s normal? What does normal for me? Is it good or bad to be normal?
I would start with the meaning of this word.
“Normal” means “conforming to the standard, common, regular”. But what’s the standard? How can differentiate normal people and abnormal people?
Everyone agree with the concept that normality doesn’t have a specific content, and that it depends on social factors, cultural factors and historical context. However, this word also means “norm” so we can say that a normal behavior is anything expected. Consequently, when a subject had a predictable behavior, for me it’s normal or not.
Finally, abnormal people are a category that we assign someone that doesn’t share social norms, and had an unpredictable behavior.
So, is it good or bad to be normal?
I’m not sure and I think that psychologists are able to answer better than me, but if to be normal means stay on the rails, accepts rules that we don’t share and renounce to see with 360 degree ... not, I prefer to be abnormal, especially because… normality and abnormality don’t exist.
Oh! Very difficult topic!
And for you? What’s normal?
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know two languages make it more intelligent.
Learning a new language changes our brain, if you have 4 years or if you have 84.
These changes are permanents and concern structure and function of our brain.
Researchers from Pennsylvania University observed the brain activity with 39 volunteers learning Chinese.
After two magnetic resonance scans (the first at the beginning, the second after 6 weeks) they demonstrate that compared to the group that didn't participate in the lessons, the others had a strengthen cerebral connections, flexibility of brain, efficiency and good performance.
The changes was independently of the ages .
Although before scientists say that over 6-7 years we can't learning like a native speaker, today psycholinguistics are not agree. If children learn faster is because they haven't an "ego" and a reputation to protect, and they don't have afraid to say nonsense and get it attempts. We can just talk of declination but we can get an excellent level also when we are 70!
Finally, learning 2-3 languages retard for 4 years the appearance of Alzheimer and dementia.
But learning languages is more than that because in the Edinburgh University researchers say that know two languages make it more intelligent.
For me, I love languages but not for brain, for the possibility to changes our-self, our opinions, knowing new people, new cultures, and because thanks to this we develop empathy, sensibility, curiosity, and a deep comprehension about different people. But especially because we learn to love everything and everyone.
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somebody who believed in her dreams dearly
I was watching a documentary about J.K.Rowling.
I have much respect for this woman.
When she was reading the second book of the Harry Potter saga, she had a depression and the only thing that she makes feel better it was read.
She reads in a fantasy genre when this genre didn't existed, but it wasn't important because she didn't read for the others, she reads for herself!
When the saga become famous, she keeps to read and she was be able to go in her imagination despite the expectations.
When the saga finished, she published others books with another name without anyone knowing and she confirm her talent as writer front of the literary critics.
In this documentary she says that she wish be published and she wish more than anything in the world to be a writer. WOW
I love J.K.Rowling, maybe the child in me love her... nevertheless I think that the adult in me love her self-confidence, and especially because she is somebody who believed in her dreams dearly.
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A bridge for a single car.
Two days ago I went at the sea with my boyfriend. Given that normally when we go in the car he is the one that drive... I asked him if I could drive the car and he was agree.
I'm from the North, so I was happy to discover these places. I was driving when we arrived in a village. I asked for the directions and the old mans said me that I have to cross the long bridge (1 km), because it's the only way. "There's no problem!" I said, but when I arrived in front of the bridge I see that the bridge is very very strict! It's large enought for one car but for two cars it'sIMPOSSIBLE! " Maybe it's one way" I said... unless my mind said " but if it's the only way...". Ok, ok... I follow the car before me, we are almost there when we cross a car! "schit!. I say: "I won't do all the bridge in reverse! We say 20 minutes for trying a solution when the car in front of us past your car at the wall,and we do the same. Our cars were completely paste at the wall. When he passes next, between our cars there were 4 mm, I don't joke!! CRAZY!! and... we were free!jaja Oh my God, it's incredible! I can't believe it!I don't tell you my return... the same...but this time I was ready ;)
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