write a 65-word text that will tell you what plans you will have on Saturday and Sunday. va rog dau Coroana!!!!!!!!!!
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I have some good friends who have a 6th grade girl. At any time of the evening I would call them and on any day of the week, they do one thing: LESSONS. That is Sunday night, 8 pm, Monday, 10 pm or Thursday, 7 pm, they have loud voices and talk only about lessons. With the youngest child, 4 years old, hung by a trouser leg and demanding attention, he patrols beside the big child, who DOES LESSONS. Which child has 5-6 hours of school each day, which ends at 13-14. Until he eats, until he rests a little, it is time to take it over with school work. If you collect all the hours of books and notebooks with your nose, it is about 8-9-10. Do you find it normal for a sixth-grade child to work as an adult or even more than him? Not me. I'm not saying that more than half of those lessons he does are torture. One day I looked at the history textbook and put my hands on my head. Well, I would not learn from him, or if anyone would give me money, how could a child learn? It is a messy writing, constipated, arid and pretentious, horribly paged and infected. And this is just one small example.
During this time, in the civilized world, there were invented models of affinity-focused school, without themes and carefully prepared children, through torture, for a frustrated adult life. But we stand with our hands in our breasts and we witness the torment of new generations of children. We put them to work 10 hours a day and try to force into them things that they do not understand and that will be of no use to them, never in life. And the things that might be useful to them are stuffed around their neck in the most indigestible way. WHYY??
I remember and now I don't know what physics lesson about steam engines, with which I was tortured through the 12th (I was doing the Sanitary High School, I wasn't preparing to be a colleague with Jack Sparrow, yes?) And I come to take the boat and enter with it, without opening the door, directly in the office of the Minister of Education, to kidnap the minister and have him do school and lessons, 10 hours a day, instead of the child of my friends. And at the end of each day of torture, I give him, of course, small notes and tell him that he is stupid, lazy and cabbage. : mrgreen:: mrgreen:: mrgreen:
Do you realize how cool the school is in Romania if they end up hating not only the tormented children and their parents, but also the friends of the parents, whom nobody teaches?