2 years ago
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Saturday, October 25, 2008
WHERE IS LOVE
This is a scene from the Classic Oliver Twist...ponder on this...conflict and pain and hope...
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=K6B2K3dPvlo
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=K6B2K3dPvlo
NO MATTER WHAT...Boys Zone again
Well this is such a fabulous song I just couldnt get enough... enjoy... and wont someone embed this...I cant seem to get it right....
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=-TejcZJSIy4&feature=related
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=-TejcZJSIy4&feature=related
REMEMBER THIS AS A LEADER
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=sQVPR71QdHA&feature=related
Check out this link when you see new paths before you...
As an Eagle you will see farther because you look from above
As a leader you will find a way
And others will follow...
Check out this link when you see new paths before you...
As an Eagle you will see farther because you look from above
As a leader you will find a way
And others will follow...
I Believe In Every Drop Of Rain That Falls
A flower grows.....
Check out this link when you feel there is a mountain to climb...
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=ribBjBUi3c4
Check out this link when you feel there is a mountain to climb...
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=ribBjBUi3c4
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Some Day At Christmas
Someday at Christmas men won't be boys
Playing with bombs like kids play with toys
One warm December all hearts will see
A world where men are free
Someday at Christmas there'll be no wars
When we have learned what Christmas is for
When we have found what life's really worth
There'll be peace on earth
Someday all our dreams will come to be
Someday in a world where men are free
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at Christmastime
Someday at Christmas we'll see a land
With no hungry children, no empty hand
One happy morning people will share
A world where people care
Someday at Christmas there'll be no tears
All men are equal and no men have fears
One shinning moment,one prayer away
From our world today
Someday all our dreams will come to be
Someday in a world where men are free
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at Christmastime
Someday at Christmas man will not fail
Hate will be gone and love will prevail
Someday a new world that we can start
With hope in every heart Someday all our dreams will come to be
Someday in a world where men are free
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at Christmastime
Someday at Christmastime
Playing with bombs like kids play with toys
One warm December all hearts will see
A world where men are free
Someday at Christmas there'll be no wars
When we have learned what Christmas is for
When we have found what life's really worth
There'll be peace on earth
Someday all our dreams will come to be
Someday in a world where men are free
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at Christmastime
Someday at Christmas we'll see a land
With no hungry children, no empty hand
One happy morning people will share
A world where people care
Someday at Christmas there'll be no tears
All men are equal and no men have fears
One shinning moment,one prayer away
From our world today
Someday all our dreams will come to be
Someday in a world where men are free
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at Christmastime
Someday at Christmas man will not fail
Hate will be gone and love will prevail
Someday a new world that we can start
With hope in every heart Someday all our dreams will come to be
Someday in a world where men are free
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at Christmastime
Someday at Christmastime
Thursday, October 16, 2008
AS I FEEL BLUE
I am feeling blue today..
In Hiakz I found a reader who had this poem...
Perhaps it will pick you up too
LIFE
life is a challenge, face it
life is a gift, accept it
life is an adventure, dare it,
life is sorrow, overcome it
life is a tragedy, face it
life is a duty, perform it
life is a game, play it
life is a mystery, unfold it
life is a song, sing it
life is an opportunity, take it
life is a journey, complete it
life is a promise, fulfill it
life is love, enjoy it
life as a beauty, praise it
life is a spirit, realize it
life is a struggle, fight it
life is a puzzle, solve it
life is a goal, achieve it.
It picked me up a little... but I am still blue blue blue
In Hiakz I found a reader who had this poem...
Perhaps it will pick you up too
LIFE
life is a challenge, face it
life is a gift, accept it
life is an adventure, dare it,
life is sorrow, overcome it
life is a tragedy, face it
life is a duty, perform it
life is a game, play it
life is a mystery, unfold it
life is a song, sing it
life is an opportunity, take it
life is a journey, complete it
life is a promise, fulfill it
life is love, enjoy it
life as a beauty, praise it
life is a spirit, realize it
life is a struggle, fight it
life is a puzzle, solve it
life is a goal, achieve it.
It picked me up a little... but I am still blue blue blue
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
OUR NEW DANCE SONG
JAMES BLUNT 1973 with lyrics...so lets sing and dance eagles...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mKLxOkdKj0g
Stay cool...relax...dont work so hard
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mKLxOkdKj0g
Stay cool...relax...dont work so hard
ANGELS WITH LYRICS
I didnt realize this song is so...
Listen and follow the lyrics...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4WE6j9bX6GU
Listen and follow the lyrics...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4WE6j9bX6GU
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
DREAM SKY HIGH
Here is a song for you.... embrace the words and may it take you to your eagle mountain...
from David Archuleta
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rorjq0b-nIg
from David Archuleta
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rorjq0b-nIg
PARADISE
David Archuleta on the piano. This is a thought provoking song...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_bQLW-J7x64
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_bQLW-J7x64
AND SO IT GOES
Here is a song by David Archuleta that I have been searching for...wow cant wait to share it with you...even took a risk to download this one
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Tv-3454ndU
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Tv-3454ndU
THE MAGIC LETTER
Once again, I had run away and really do not know why. I would walk out the gate to go to school and then keep walking, and walking, and walking. I had just turned eleven years old the week before. It was almost dark; I was tired, scared, cold, and all alone. I had not eaten all day and was afraid to turn myself into the police. I knew I would receive another beating once I returned to the Children's Home Society in Jacksonville, Florida. There was nothing for me to do, except keep on walking.
As darkness fell, I made my way over to the city park located on Park Street. I entered the darkened area and sat down on one of the wooden benches hoping to avoid the police cars. It was cold and I began to shiver uncontrollably. All was quiet except for the passing cars in the distance.
"Well, hello young man." A voice came from behind me.I jumped, almost falling off the park bench. My heart was beating ninety miles per hour, and I could feel it thumping in the side of my neck. I gasp and I could hardly catch my breath. I looked up and saw a woman standing behind me in the shadows.
"You look cold," she said."I'm cold. I'm real, real cold." I continued to shiver."Here wrap this around you."I watched as she took off her shawl and wrapped it around my shoulders."But ain't you gonna be cold now?""I'll be ok.""Is there anything else you need?” she questioned."I sure could use some food.""Follow me," she said.I walked with her about twenty feet, then she stopped under one of the park streetlights.
She held out her hand and said, "Here, you take this letter and give it to the store owner."I looked at her outstretched arm but saw nothing in her hand. "There's nothing in your hand," I told her."Roger, reach out and take the letter from my hand," she replied.Slowly I reached out, acting as though I was taking something from her hand."Now close your thumb and finger and hold the paper tightly," she instructed.I closed my thumb and finger as though I were grasping the letter.
"Take it to any store owner.""What do I say to them?""Nothing," she replied."But what store do I go to?""It doesn't matter," she said, as she smiled.I turned and began walking toward Five Points. Several blocks down the road, I came to a store with a woman sitting behind a counter. I opened the door, walked in, and stopped directly in front of her."Can I help you?" asked the woman.I was hesitant to talk and had no idea what I should say. Very slowly I held out my hand toward her. I watched her face to see if she might think I was crazy or something."Is that for me?" she asked."Yes Ma'am.” I looked down at the floor.She reached out and as her hand touched mine, I opened my tightly closed fingers and stood there waiting. She pulled back, smiled, and looked down at her hands.She immediately turned and walked to the back of the store. I began to inch toward the front door for fear she might be calling the police.
Just as I made it to the front door, I stopped as I heard someone call my name. I turned around and saw the woman holding a paper plate."Roger, here is something for you to eat.""How did you know my name?" I asked her."It was on the paper.""But there wasn't no paper. I didn't see no paper," I told her.She smiled and motioned for me to eat by twirling her finger in front of her mouth. Within two or three minutes, I had downed the entire plate of food and several coca colas."Are you full?" she asked."Yes Ma'am.""Then it's time for you to go."I turned to leave when I felt her hand on my shoulder."Here, your paper. You almost forgot your letter," she said, holding out her hand.
Again seeing nothing, I held out my hand and closed my thumb and finger as though I were taking something from her. Tightly grasping nothing more than air, I walked out into the street and headed back to the park. When I arrived, the old woman was sitting on the park bench. "Did you eat?" she asked."Yes Ma’am, and I had two coca colas too.""Good.""How do you do that magic?" I asked her."It’s not magic.""But how does everyone know my name?""It is written in the letter.""Can I have the letter so I can be magic too?" I asked.
She reached out, took my hand, and opened my tightly closed fingers. Whatever was being held between my fingers, she took and placed into her apron pocket. "Would you help someone if they were hungry?" she asked me."Yes Ma'am."Would you help someone if they were hurt, cold or scared?""Yes Ma'am. I would be their friend.""Roger, you are very lucky little boy. You will never need the letter," she responded.She stood up, kissed me on the forehead, removed the shawl from my shoulders, and began walking down the sidewalk. I watched as she disappeared into the darkness.
Stories from The Life and Times of Roger Dean Kiserhttp://www.rogerdeankiser.com
As darkness fell, I made my way over to the city park located on Park Street. I entered the darkened area and sat down on one of the wooden benches hoping to avoid the police cars. It was cold and I began to shiver uncontrollably. All was quiet except for the passing cars in the distance.
"Well, hello young man." A voice came from behind me.I jumped, almost falling off the park bench. My heart was beating ninety miles per hour, and I could feel it thumping in the side of my neck. I gasp and I could hardly catch my breath. I looked up and saw a woman standing behind me in the shadows.
"You look cold," she said."I'm cold. I'm real, real cold." I continued to shiver."Here wrap this around you."I watched as she took off her shawl and wrapped it around my shoulders."But ain't you gonna be cold now?""I'll be ok.""Is there anything else you need?” she questioned."I sure could use some food.""Follow me," she said.I walked with her about twenty feet, then she stopped under one of the park streetlights.
She held out her hand and said, "Here, you take this letter and give it to the store owner."I looked at her outstretched arm but saw nothing in her hand. "There's nothing in your hand," I told her."Roger, reach out and take the letter from my hand," she replied.Slowly I reached out, acting as though I was taking something from her hand."Now close your thumb and finger and hold the paper tightly," she instructed.I closed my thumb and finger as though I were grasping the letter.
"Take it to any store owner.""What do I say to them?""Nothing," she replied."But what store do I go to?""It doesn't matter," she said, as she smiled.I turned and began walking toward Five Points. Several blocks down the road, I came to a store with a woman sitting behind a counter. I opened the door, walked in, and stopped directly in front of her."Can I help you?" asked the woman.I was hesitant to talk and had no idea what I should say. Very slowly I held out my hand toward her. I watched her face to see if she might think I was crazy or something."Is that for me?" she asked."Yes Ma'am.” I looked down at the floor.She reached out and as her hand touched mine, I opened my tightly closed fingers and stood there waiting. She pulled back, smiled, and looked down at her hands.She immediately turned and walked to the back of the store. I began to inch toward the front door for fear she might be calling the police.
Just as I made it to the front door, I stopped as I heard someone call my name. I turned around and saw the woman holding a paper plate."Roger, here is something for you to eat.""How did you know my name?" I asked her."It was on the paper.""But there wasn't no paper. I didn't see no paper," I told her.She smiled and motioned for me to eat by twirling her finger in front of her mouth. Within two or three minutes, I had downed the entire plate of food and several coca colas."Are you full?" she asked."Yes Ma'am.""Then it's time for you to go."I turned to leave when I felt her hand on my shoulder."Here, your paper. You almost forgot your letter," she said, holding out her hand.
Again seeing nothing, I held out my hand and closed my thumb and finger as though I were taking something from her. Tightly grasping nothing more than air, I walked out into the street and headed back to the park. When I arrived, the old woman was sitting on the park bench. "Did you eat?" she asked."Yes Ma’am, and I had two coca colas too.""Good.""How do you do that magic?" I asked her."It’s not magic.""But how does everyone know my name?""It is written in the letter.""Can I have the letter so I can be magic too?" I asked.
She reached out, took my hand, and opened my tightly closed fingers. Whatever was being held between my fingers, she took and placed into her apron pocket. "Would you help someone if they were hungry?" she asked me."Yes Ma'am."Would you help someone if they were hurt, cold or scared?""Yes Ma'am. I would be their friend.""Roger, you are very lucky little boy. You will never need the letter," she responded.She stood up, kissed me on the forehead, removed the shawl from my shoulders, and began walking down the sidewalk. I watched as she disappeared into the darkness.
Stories from The Life and Times of Roger Dean Kiserhttp://www.rogerdeankiser.com
A Strange Encounter
We find love in unexpected places... I was looking for something for you.. and look what I found...
http://www.rogerdeankiser.com/
Explore this web to find out more about Roger who met an angel or angels...
I will try to add a story of his encounter
http://www.rogerdeankiser.com/
Explore this web to find out more about Roger who met an angel or angels...
I will try to add a story of his encounter
Monday, October 6, 2008
SCARY WOMAN
Ya I know I asked you to post on a scary movie. It seems there is a real life scary movie unfolding in USA. The demonic character is a beautiful lady who is ( sadly ) having the same faith as I.... but the more I read about her I am convinced that for sure she is NOT having the same faith as I.
The reason why I say this is because she seems to have sold her soul to the evil one by telling lies, dangerouse lies that can lead to murder of a Peace maker ( I think you know who I mean )
Lets pray that this evil lady does not have power in USA because if she does I have a strong feeling there will be more wars....
And unjust cruel wars ( not that ANY war is good )
Lets pray for protection from voters getting misguided by beauty and what appears to be religion but really is not not not anything that comes from Heaven...
Sarah Palin... a beauty?
A beast...?
Focus your good spirits and we shall overcome...
The reason why I say this is because she seems to have sold her soul to the evil one by telling lies, dangerouse lies that can lead to murder of a Peace maker ( I think you know who I mean )
Lets pray that this evil lady does not have power in USA because if she does I have a strong feeling there will be more wars....
And unjust cruel wars ( not that ANY war is good )
Lets pray for protection from voters getting misguided by beauty and what appears to be religion but really is not not not anything that comes from Heaven...
Sarah Palin... a beauty?
A beast...?
Focus your good spirits and we shall overcome...
Teaching Models
Only 4 to remember... : )
1. Information Processing Model : Schumans Inquiri training, Ausubels advance organisers, Schwab's Scientific Inquiry.
2. Behavioural Model : Glasers direct teaching, Blooms mastery learning, Thoresnsen and Mahoneys personla self management, Albert and Emmons assertivemness training.
3. Social Model : Deweys group investigation, Sharon et al role play, Fannie and Shaftel simulation, Benne, Gibb and Bradford Laboratory Training
4. Personal Model : Rogers non directional teaching, Browns awareness training, Gordons synectics.
Try and investigate these models.
1. Information Processing Model : Schumans Inquiri training, Ausubels advance organisers, Schwab's Scientific Inquiry.
2. Behavioural Model : Glasers direct teaching, Blooms mastery learning, Thoresnsen and Mahoneys personla self management, Albert and Emmons assertivemness training.
3. Social Model : Deweys group investigation, Sharon et al role play, Fannie and Shaftel simulation, Benne, Gibb and Bradford Laboratory Training
4. Personal Model : Rogers non directional teaching, Browns awareness training, Gordons synectics.
Try and investigate these models.
MAKE IT SIMPLE!
There are so many technical terms in pedagogy, the art and science of teaching, it makes your mind spin... so I decided to make this post to make it simple.
First, the umbrella term "approach" refers to 5 approaches: inductive, deductive, thematic, intergrative and eclectic. You know what these mean so let me move on...
The next term is "strategy" which refres to 4 strategies: teacher centered, student centered, task centered and resource centered.
Then we come to : "methodology and techniques" which refers to : story telling, demonstrations, problem solving ( you can use the Theory Of Contraints ), discussion and brainstorming.
Well that is not that confusing ya?
I suggest you make a little diagram or picture to help you to remember...Does anyone want to put this into a picture of a bird ( my favourite memory aid and symbol...) and post it in your blog???
First, the umbrella term "approach" refers to 5 approaches: inductive, deductive, thematic, intergrative and eclectic. You know what these mean so let me move on...
The next term is "strategy" which refres to 4 strategies: teacher centered, student centered, task centered and resource centered.
Then we come to : "methodology and techniques" which refers to : story telling, demonstrations, problem solving ( you can use the Theory Of Contraints ), discussion and brainstorming.
Well that is not that confusing ya?
I suggest you make a little diagram or picture to help you to remember...Does anyone want to put this into a picture of a bird ( my favourite memory aid and symbol...) and post it in your blog???
THE COLOUR OF FREEDOM
What is the colour of Freedom?
Black , Brown, White, Cream?
A shade of red , a shade of red
The blood within our veins
A sensitive issue you say
But our children do dream
Of a world where they will have
No race to their names
I never had a race
Though on paper I had two
So I was a Eurasion
Only one thing was true
I am a child of God
Moulded for his plan
I listen to his voice
I hear not the voices of man
Black , Brown, White, Cream?
A shade of red , a shade of red
The blood within our veins
A sensitive issue you say
But our children do dream
Of a world where they will have
No race to their names
I never had a race
Though on paper I had two
So I was a Eurasion
Only one thing was true
I am a child of God
Moulded for his plan
I listen to his voice
I hear not the voices of man
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Real Agents Of Change
There are agents of change among us.. and are you one of them?
Two questions come to mind. Is the change what you want?
We often assume that changes are movements towards a better situation. But I have observed that the reverse can be true.
So let us look at how people try to accomplish change so that we are nor dragged along as unwilling participants.
The first way to change is to use force and control towards the target group. Rewards are given for submission and negative reinforcement for resistence. Yes, yes...it is the carrot and the stick strategy to control horses and donkeys...Er.. but I dont know if it works for humans.
As for me, I would never use this as an educator.
The second way to promote change is through wisdom and logic. That is use your persuasive powers to explain why change is needed. Aha... you know we often nag teens into obedience. I dont agree with that. I believe teens are wise ....yes I do, more wise than many who have left their teen years long ago.... Being older does not mean that mean being wiser...
The third way to promote change is reeducation. I am all for this. Give new information Provide opportunities to learn new skills. Open the windows to new territories of knowledge and truth that were not available before.
Finally we serve to create change. Help the target group to overcome obstacles. If more time is needed... try and make the time. If we have to rethink and reapply the curriculum... let's do it.
We are the agents of change .
Real change... not indoctrination.
Two questions come to mind. Is the change what you want?
We often assume that changes are movements towards a better situation. But I have observed that the reverse can be true.
So let us look at how people try to accomplish change so that we are nor dragged along as unwilling participants.
The first way to change is to use force and control towards the target group. Rewards are given for submission and negative reinforcement for resistence. Yes, yes...it is the carrot and the stick strategy to control horses and donkeys...Er.. but I dont know if it works for humans.
As for me, I would never use this as an educator.
The second way to promote change is through wisdom and logic. That is use your persuasive powers to explain why change is needed. Aha... you know we often nag teens into obedience. I dont agree with that. I believe teens are wise ....yes I do, more wise than many who have left their teen years long ago.... Being older does not mean that mean being wiser...
The third way to promote change is reeducation. I am all for this. Give new information Provide opportunities to learn new skills. Open the windows to new territories of knowledge and truth that were not available before.
Finally we serve to create change. Help the target group to overcome obstacles. If more time is needed... try and make the time. If we have to rethink and reapply the curriculum... let's do it.
We are the agents of change .
Real change... not indoctrination.
What Is Missing In Motivation?
As I digest the theories on motivation I could not help senseing the vacummn....psychosocial needs...physilogocal needs.. ok ok...we know that ... but what's missing?
I finally found a glimmer of light in Brunner. He says that INTRINSIC MOTIVATION is a natural desire to know.. and drive to achieve. Well, I can relate to that. Extrinsic motivation is not for me. But if it works for you, what the heck.. just use it.
The desire to know can be applied in project based learning. Let your groups choose their own outcome. They will investigate, create and invent because they are driven by their own curiousity.
Of course physiological drives are something else...It is related to an unfulfilled need. Of course I must admit that I would really be attracted to do something if the reward was my favourite chocolate...
What is missing in motivation?
Whatever happened to meaningful learning? If you do not feel that what you are learning is meaningful, would you bother about it?
And what makes it meaningful?
Back to what's missing in motivation?
Can you buy a person's heart with a promise of a good job, a powerful career and a good name?
You know what motivates you... I bet it has a lot more to do with your spirit than with the superficial rewards danggling before you.
The question is... how do you touch the spirit of todays learner to motivate him to meaningful learning?
I finally found a glimmer of light in Brunner. He says that INTRINSIC MOTIVATION is a natural desire to know.. and drive to achieve. Well, I can relate to that. Extrinsic motivation is not for me. But if it works for you, what the heck.. just use it.
The desire to know can be applied in project based learning. Let your groups choose their own outcome. They will investigate, create and invent because they are driven by their own curiousity.
Of course physiological drives are something else...It is related to an unfulfilled need. Of course I must admit that I would really be attracted to do something if the reward was my favourite chocolate...
What is missing in motivation?
Whatever happened to meaningful learning? If you do not feel that what you are learning is meaningful, would you bother about it?
And what makes it meaningful?
Back to what's missing in motivation?
Can you buy a person's heart with a promise of a good job, a powerful career and a good name?
You know what motivates you... I bet it has a lot more to do with your spirit than with the superficial rewards danggling before you.
The question is... how do you touch the spirit of todays learner to motivate him to meaningful learning?
Conducive Learning Environment For Today's Teen
I assume we all agree on the basics of a conducive learning environment. Physically attractive, emotionally safe, psychologically stimulating...Of course there are all the details of managing people in a fixed space...common sense will give you good answers.
But my concern is how do we really make teens want to learn? Well I have observed that even before kids get to officially become teens, they already feel like teens...so it is a mistake to treat them like kids... : )
Two things pop up in my mind: A multi way communication situation is better facilitated with chairs arranged in groups or in circles...Theatre style chairs reflects one way or two way communication. Thats not for me.
The other thing is that in this day of virtual adventures we have to really give teens freedom to utilise this tools to connect to others beyond the classroom. come on...let go... As long as we do not let go, the learning environment will be artificial and stunt growth instead of enhancing growth.
But my concern is how do we really make teens want to learn? Well I have observed that even before kids get to officially become teens, they already feel like teens...so it is a mistake to treat them like kids... : )
Two things pop up in my mind: A multi way communication situation is better facilitated with chairs arranged in groups or in circles...Theatre style chairs reflects one way or two way communication. Thats not for me.
The other thing is that in this day of virtual adventures we have to really give teens freedom to utilise this tools to connect to others beyond the classroom. come on...let go... As long as we do not let go, the learning environment will be artificial and stunt growth instead of enhancing growth.
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