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Opening Windows To The World...

I wonder why this happens...
A regular sleep does not obey yet
The heart suddenly reacts
Everything around is different, in fact.

On waking up in the morning
There is another pace running
Going to and fro, and...
Accomplishing great tasks, you know.

I open windows to the world...
So to browse on culture and education
Then the fascinating themes instantly come
Providing lively and wide discussion.

Amidst others, the ' Teaching English' topics
Plus 'BBC Global Minds',
In a unique exchange of experiences.

We have left the traditional classroom...
And logged in another of huge dimension.

Different 'classrooms', obviously, worldwide...
With learners eager to further learning and sharing
In a dynamic gathering with wise masters,
And innovative web applications challenging mind!

(September 2009)

poem by Maria C. Costa
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Teaching is more difficult than learning because what teaching calls for is this: to let learn. The real teacher, in fact, lets nothing else be learned than learning. His conduct, therefore, often produces the impression that we properly learn nothing from him, if by "learning" we now suddenly understand merely the procurement of useful information.

quote by Martin Heidegger
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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September

September approaches.
Laboring its pace,
From the haste of August
Delighting still...
With whirlwind gatherings.

September prepares...
With chopped wood,
And heat devices checked.
And fresh new experiences for some,
Beginning indoctrinations young!
Learning to start days...
With a discipline no one fully accepts,
Or expects anyone to ever crave!

Amusement parks begin to close.
Although the rollercoaster of holidays,
Will upon us all impose...
To exchange our carefree dispositions.
For the onslaught of traditions,
And schooling tuitions!

Yes...
This is the September that is known.
With a mixture of enlightenment that comes...
Textured with our groans!
As we get all of our choices set...
Remembering the quickness of September's plunge,
Can leave us cold on some days and on others in sweat!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hero In the Classroom

A simple being, hero in the classrooms,
Pen and lesson plans are his tools
In imparting knowledge to his learners
a father/ mother of almost sixty.

Teaching children of not his blood,
Nurturing then of knowledge flood,
Burning midnight candles,
Doesn't matter all,
their achievements are his goal.

Addressing different learning styles,
With various teaching aids on files,
Preparing a friendly atmosphere,
Even none from his relatives care.

The forgotten hero in the classroom,
Toiling overtime forgetting time,
You wonder he is paid under time,
Job unrecognized, being late recognized.

Shock absorber of children's home dilemma,
Protector of children's right,
One lose footing is and err to faulty eyes,
the blame of one, an eraser of myriad works.

He is a hero, the invincible child's dream designer,
His music is the melodious children's laughter,
His destiny is to deal a challenge every year,
His joy is the star of diploma in each students' finger.

poem by Susan T. Aparejo
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Long live our king! (a skit poetry)

Among the rats, the king asked his subjects
to democratise education in his la, la land
with the best intention to make them understand
the essence of the ‘king' but Karl raised the
validity of teaching English in their country
but the ghost of globalisation out of the grave
to hover in every sphere including science
and technology, Komsky from the first world
with a heart of that third, a sympathiser of the
poor and the hater of the war, had an effective
mechanism to bring equilibrium in society eroding
away inequality, the head of the powerful committee
Pack brought out in a nick of time from the neck of
the jar of nectar : learning to know, learning to do,
learning to be, learning to live together; eureka! Eureka!
jumped up the king and started shouting ‘education for
all and all are allowed to access education, equality and
justice for all except the king as he is the head of the state
among us equals'

poem by Abdul Wahab
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Going To Africa

The gathering of the spirits!
The gathering of the minds,
The gathering of the people,
The gathering of the race;
But, i am free once again.

Best of love,
Best of the best!
White oak and water,
Black oak and sugar,
Going to Africa! !

Of the Balck Ark,
Of the White Ark,
Natural mystic,
Revelation! !
Of light and darkness,
In the city.

Keep on learning,
Keep on teaching,
Keep on writing,
Keep on preaching!
And, let the system teach us all.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Hopeful Hearts 1884

Heart to heart, near, far apart
Oasis sharing empathy
Page follows page where shared hopes chart
Encouragement and sympathy.

Heart to heart, each day fresh start
Open door with no holds barred,
Phase follows phase, praise Cupid's dart
Eyes find in eyes completion starred.

Heart to heart may love impart
Offer understanding which
Plays dream supreme, part melts in part
Exchange dynamic, change, range rich.

(4 April 2009)

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Your grandchild has tougher lessons to teach

When your child was born
You might have learned certain lessons
As he or she was growing
The child would have been
Teaching lessons
Which you were not learning
From anywhere else
You would have found the lessons
Tough and difficult to absorb
As basics and fundamentals
Language used by the faculty
Methodology of teaching
Were quite different
Most of the time unstructured
Unmindful of your moods
The teacher would have kept you
Loaded with lessons difficult to decipher
The classes were far unique and
Very specially different
From any of the formal institution
Which were preparing you
For making a life
The lessons here aimed at
Making you live fully alive and aware of
Absolute realities
You would agree
Learning these never made you tired
And you were enthusiastically looking for
New lessons to come up
By the time
Your child has grown up
And stopped teaching you any further
Your grand child arrives
Now the lessons turn tougher still
Despite all the experiences in life and living
Your learning is quite difficult now
The teacher is in a great hurry
And often keeps changing
The course of lessons
You find new reasons
For things happening around
And you see yourself
In new enthusiasm
Which you feel will help you live
Longer still
With enough energy, strength and skill
In spite of the fact that
Your grandchild has tougher lessons to teach

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Wide Open Space

I wonder if after all this time
You think of me.
Do you ever miss my company?
You never could doubt about
The way that I feel.
Tell me: dyou feel it too?
Its funny how after all this time
Youre all I see.
I wonder if you still keep your key.
And now that youre gone
Theres nothing left for me here,
Just a wide open space.
And I cant forget that smile on your face.
Theres a wide open space,
And noone else can stand in your place.
Theres a wide open space here in my heart.
Its funny how all at once
The world can turn around,
Taking you up to bring you down.
And suddenly life has passed me by
And Im left with a wide open space.
You know I cant forget that smile...
... wide open space here in my heart.
I couldnt believe it when I thought
I heard you say
Youd never be coming back this way.
And since youve been gone
Theres been no love for my heart,
No, not a trace.
And I cant forget that smile...
... wide open space here in my heart.

song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Change the world, change our minds, our children's minds are changing, it is changing science, theories, methods and techniques of investigation, our education is constant changing, professions and jobs of the people are in constant change, is changing mentalities, religions and philosophies, are changing transport and communications infrastructure, and change the nature, it changes man. It is good or bad?

Marin Vlada in M. Vlada, The new culture of learning - thinking is evolution of learning over time, eLSE 2015 - The 11th International Scientific Conference eLearning and software for Education (2015)
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Global Culture

A global culture is closing up on us,
But with lustful minds to kill mankind;
Yet still, they take up the Bible to calm us down.
When it is not a coup, it is war! !
And like what is now going on in Libya;
But with lustful minds to kill mankind!
Of a global culture,
But little things do mean a lot when you know the value;
And check out the life styles around you today,
For it si a mixture of righteous and evil!
The oil reserves are being bombed today in Libya,
And the dark mushroom clouds bring sadness on our faces;
But how many dead bodies are already recorded?
Of human beings and human identities,
But the global culture is what we know;
With global villages in the state ot our minds,
But quote it from the Torah and compare it with the modernizations around you.
Oh mankind! ! What have we done to ourselves on this earth?
Where is the missing link and, why the hatred? ! !
But the positive ones are never heard in times like this;
With the magnitudes of the negative one crowning the day!
But let us sit down and talk about it.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The central task of education is to implant a will and a facility for learning; it should produce not learned but learning people. The truly human society is a learning society, where grandparents, parents, and children are students together. In a time of drastic change it is the learners who inherit the future. The learned usually find themselves equipped to live in a world that no longer exists.

quote by Eric Hoffer
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The Sleep Between Days

The intercourse of the nights and days
Mollify my insightful nature of the mind,
Minds concern me as they do with the body.
For each mind solves the creation
Inwardly vilifying and maligning us.

Let sleep be for thirty days, and we weep,
Seeing a corpse in the way of our path
And crying today and tomorrow.

Our minds erase the splendid priests
Who pray and listen to us and our
Confessions on the eve of our deaths.

The interior of the heart is full of intercourse
And facts have exchanged between pupils
Who concern the teaching minority.

The professors hand feed the handsome learners,
Beautiful in the extreme, like soldiers that stick
With their legs and arms after the bombardment in life.

poem by Naveed Akram
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When Artists Freedom Sing Melody

poets once busy with parchment quill by candlelight
are now busy stroking screen keyboards by electric light
mind thinks in poetic harmony in rhythm pace memory
themes spread ripple out in receptive minds synchronicity
write waking dreams unlock symbolic language in poetic lives
an omnipresent thirst is a golden scarab flying through minds
a light touch of mind illumination transcends purpose causality
all may be well in the world when artists freedom sing melody

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Minds Life Veil Secrets Seeking

yes both knowledge and beauty
can be the cause of pain and bliss
decade upon decade fermenting
in minds life veil secrets seeking
nature spoke in high mountains
even rocks spoke seasons stories
weather whispered seasons secrets
skies begged mind swim in thoughts

a fool philosopher parchment mutters
few souls will ever think in originals
will even have three original thoughts
not even one thought unique expresses
poet sings come share my melodies
written in bliss upon summer days

are life meaning multiple universes
dive from cliff faces into cool waters
bliss experiences free fall in minds
eager to hear nature's songs teaching
mind to think heart to bleed mysteries
sown into all DNA choice code lives

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Beautiful Daughter

There we go, running before we can walk again
Can you imagine the hours I keep
Learning to sleep again, see her face again
Blast the world, fruits of the morning...
Carry the weight of the heart in a storm
Suffer the dawn today, today
Your beautiful daughter made me younger today
Beautiful daughter, now the darkness hides the tears that soak
The pillow where she lay
Wide awake, lying in wait for the moon to break
Drinking the lake of the dreams that we share
Wanting you there today, today
Chorus
Can you believe she just dropped in to say goodbye, say goodbye
Im crying, beautiful daughter give me more, open the door
Pools in her eyes that are bright and deep
Can you imagine the hours I keep
Learning to sleep again, again
Chorus
Chorus
Beautiful daughter give me more, open the door
Chorus

song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Too Slow To Think

Step aside like the others,
After waking from a slumber.
Shake away your numbness from sleep.

Step aside like the others,
After waking from a slumber.
No need to jump ahead in front with a leap.

You need assistance to keep up with the rhythm.
And...
Your pace is just too slow to think you'll fit in.
The speed has sped to quicken.
And explanations are out of date,
For those trying to catch up much too late.

Where have you been?
To think that you can catch up running.
Where have you been?
To think that others for you wait.
Where have you been?
Your space has been replaced.
And where have you been?
To think that people owe you patience,
With only you to think on their minds.
Not today at this hour of time.

Where have you been?
Your space has been replaced.
And where have you been?
To think that people keep patience,
With only you to think on their minds.
Not today at this hour of time.

Step aside like the others,
After waking from a slumber.
Shake away your numbness from sleep.

Step aside,
Like the others after slumber.
Step aside,
Like the others from a sleep.
Step aside,
Like the others after slumber.
Step aside,
Like the others from a sleep.
Step aside.
You're too slow to think.
Step aside.
You're too slow to think.
Step aside.
Step aside...
Like the others after slumber.
Step aside,
Like the others from a sleep,
You're too slow to think.
You're too slow to think.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Insomnia

Im running in quicksand
Somethings haunting me
The guilty past Ive buried
My mind wont let me sleep
Ill do anything for peace - I keep waking up
A solemn oath I make
Cross my heart please let me sleep - I keep waking up
How much more do I take
My head is talking to me
I dont know what it needs
But the loudest voice
Is the one I heed
Insomnia, my swollen bloodshot eyes
Insomnia, awake till morning light
Insomnia, stirring deep inside
Insomnia, somebody turn out the lights
I cant sleep - insomnia
Im twisting and turning - I keep waking up
The madness I must tame
My candle is burning - I keep waking up
Both ends again today
The whole house is creaking
I know theyre out there
The things kept from sight
I beg to the shadows
I cant sleep
Insomnia, footsteps on the walk
Insomnia, I hear someone knock
Insomnia, I wish it was a dream
Insomnia, can you hear me scream

song performed by by Megadeth
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Learning is finding out what you already know, Doing is demonstrating that you know it, Teaching is reminding others that they know it as well as you do. We are all learners, doers, and teachers.

quote by Richard Bach
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The Waking

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.

We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.

Light takes the Tree; but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.

This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.

poem by Theodore Roethke
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The Waking (1953)