Fahmi is called to the principal's office after spray painting graffiti in an empty classroom. He is terrified of the consequences but is surprised when the principal appreciates his artwork and proposes making the room an art studio. Fahmi is appointed president of the new art club.
Natasya is falsely accused of stealing money from her teacher's purse by her jealous classmate Maria. Through a series of events, Maria's scheme is revealed and she apologizes.
It has been raining all day. While home alone, the narrator encounters a large rat in the kitchen. A battle ensues, resulting in injuries before the rat escapes. When the narrator's mother returns, they clean up and
ShameDick GregoryI never learned hate at home, or shame. I.docxklinda1
Shame
Dick Gregory
I never learned hate at home, or shame. I had to go to school for that. I was about seven years old when I got my first big lesson. I was in love with a little girl named Helene Tucker, a light-complexioned little girl with pigtails and nice manners. She was always clean and she was smart in school. I think I went to school then mostly to look at her. I brushed my hair and even got me a little old handkerchief. It was a lady's handkerchief, but I didn't want Helene to see me wipe my nose on my hand.
The pipes were frozen again, there was no water in the house, but I washed my socks and shirt every night. I'd get a pot, and go over to Mister Ben's grocery store, and stick my pot down into his soda machine and scoop out some chopped ice. By evening the ice melted to water for washing. I got sick a lot that winter because the fire would go out at night before the clothes were dry. In the morning I'd put them on, wet or dry, because they were the only clothes I had.
Everybody's got a Helene Tucker, a symbol of everything you want. I loved her for her goodness, her cleanness, her popularity. She'd walk down my street and my brothers and sisters would yell, "Here comes Helene," and I'd rub my tennis sneakers on the back of my pants and wish my hair wasn't so nappy and the white folks' shirt fit me better. I'd run out on the street. If I knew my place and didn't come too close, she'd wink at me and say hello. That was a good feeling. Sometimes I'd follow her all the way home, and shovel the snow off her walk and try to make friends with her momma and her aunts. I'd drop money on her stoop late at night on my way back from shining shoes in the taverns. And she had a daddy, and he had a good job. He was a paperhanger.
I guess I would have gotten over Helene by summertime, but something happened in that classroom that made her face hang in front of me for the next twenty-two years. When I played the drums in high school, it was for Helene, and when I broke track records in college, it was for Helene, and when I started standing behind microphones and heard applause, I wished Helene could hear it too. It wasn't until I was twenty-nine years old and married and making money that I finally got her out of my system. Helene was sitting in that classroom when I learned to be ashamed of myself.
It was on a Thursday. I was sitting in the back of the room, in a seat with a chalk circle drawn around it. The idiot's seat, the troublemaker's seat.
The teacher thought I was stupid. Couldn't spell, couldn't read, couldn't do arithmetic. Just stupid. Teachers were never interested in finding out that you couldn't concentrate because you were so hungry, because you hadn't had any breakfast. All you could think about was noontime; would it ever come? Maybe you could sneak into the cloakroom and steal a bite of some kid's lunch out of a coat pocket. A bite of something. Paste. You can't really make a meal of paste, or put it on bread for a .
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The Roman Empire A Historical Colossus.pdfkaushalkr1407
The Roman Empire, a vast and enduring power, stands as one of history's most remarkable civilizations, leaving an indelible imprint on the world. It emerged from the Roman Republic, transitioning into an imperial powerhouse under the leadership of Augustus Caesar in 27 BCE. This transformation marked the beginning of an era defined by unprecedented territorial expansion, architectural marvels, and profound cultural influence.
The empire's roots lie in the city of Rome, founded, according to legend, by Romulus in 753 BCE. Over centuries, Rome evolved from a small settlement to a formidable republic, characterized by a complex political system with elected officials and checks on power. However, internal strife, class conflicts, and military ambitions paved the way for the end of the Republic. Julius Caesar’s dictatorship and subsequent assassination in 44 BCE created a power vacuum, leading to a civil war. Octavian, later Augustus, emerged victorious, heralding the Roman Empire’s birth.
Under Augustus, the empire experienced the Pax Romana, a 200-year period of relative peace and stability. Augustus reformed the military, established efficient administrative systems, and initiated grand construction projects. The empire's borders expanded, encompassing territories from Britain to Egypt and from Spain to the Euphrates. Roman legions, renowned for their discipline and engineering prowess, secured and maintained these vast territories, building roads, fortifications, and cities that facilitated control and integration.
The Roman Empire’s society was hierarchical, with a rigid class system. At the top were the patricians, wealthy elites who held significant political power. Below them were the plebeians, free citizens with limited political influence, and the vast numbers of slaves who formed the backbone of the economy. The family unit was central, governed by the paterfamilias, the male head who held absolute authority.
Culturally, the Romans were eclectic, absorbing and adapting elements from the civilizations they encountered, particularly the Greeks. Roman art, literature, and philosophy reflected this synthesis, creating a rich cultural tapestry. Latin, the Roman language, became the lingua franca of the Western world, influencing numerous modern languages.
Roman architecture and engineering achievements were monumental. They perfected the arch, vault, and dome, constructing enduring structures like the Colosseum, Pantheon, and aqueducts. These engineering marvels not only showcased Roman ingenuity but also served practical purposes, from public entertainment to water supply.
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2024.06.01 Introducing a competency framework for languag learning materials ...Sandy Millin
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Published classroom materials form the basis of syllabuses, drive teacher professional development, and have a potentially huge influence on learners, teachers and education systems. All teachers also create their own materials, whether a few sentences on a blackboard, a highly-structured fully-realised online course, or anything in between. Despite this, the knowledge and skills needed to create effective language learning materials are rarely part of teacher training, and are mostly learnt by trial and error.
Knowledge and skills frameworks, generally called competency frameworks, for ELT teachers, trainers and managers have existed for a few years now. However, until I created one for my MA dissertation, there wasn’t one drawing together what we need to know and do to be able to effectively produce language learning materials.
This webinar will introduce you to my framework, highlighting the key competencies I identified from my research. It will also show how anybody involved in language teaching (any language, not just English!), teacher training, managing schools or developing language learning materials can benefit from using the framework.
Welcome to TechSoup New Member Orientation and Q&A (May 2024).pdfTechSoup
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We all have good and bad thoughts from time to time and situation to situation. We are bombarded daily with spiraling thoughts(both negative and positive) creating all-consuming feel , making us difficult to manage with associated suffering. Good thoughts are like our Mob Signal (Positive thought) amidst noise(negative thought) in the atmosphere. Negative thoughts like noise outweigh positive thoughts. These thoughts often create unwanted confusion, trouble, stress and frustration in our mind as well as chaos in our physical world. Negative thoughts are also known as “distorted thinking”.
1.4 modern child centered education - mahatma gandhi-2.pptx
Narrative essay
1. NARRATIVE ESSAY
Question : Write your story beginning with " My heart beat frantically as I made
my way to the principal’s office "
My heart beat frantically as I made my way to the principal's office . My mind could
not figure out what would be the possible consequences and punishment from the
principal.“I am guilty and there is no way the principal can forgive me”.I told myself. I
felt like I was going to be given a very stern punishment.Then I tried to figure out why I
was in this mess.
It story started when my mom gave birth to a new baby boy in our family . I was in
cloud nine that day as my father told me that I have a new brother . " Wohoo ! " I
shouted. I put the phone back to its original place after Ispoke to my dad. I was not
really myself that day . I shook hands with all the students in my classroom.I could see
they were starring at me with strange faces.Most of my classmates were baffled initially
until I told them about this new brother.Then slowly one by one stood up and
congratulated me.So I told them I would persuade my dad to throw a small party over
the weekend to celebrate this occasion.Everyone was looking forward to this
occasion.In my classroom,I was commonly known as a quiet and shy boy.I didn’t talk
too much unless someone asked me to. But today, after that good news,I completely
change myself.I was just like a character of a "wood-pecker" as I made a lot of annoying
noises in the class .
Kring ! Kring !.The bell rang and it was time to go home. I quickly packed all my stuff
into my school bag and ran towards the main gate with a fantastic speed . I could not
wait to get home to meet my newborn brother . After five minutes,I felt bored. I walked
around the school compund . While walking, I could see something that caught my
eyes.I picked up five bottles of wood-sprayer in various colour which are commonly
used by PMR students for their Life Skill''s carpenting projects.Then,I ran to a new
building at a compound nearby.The building was almost completed and most of the
classrooms were already used. There was another one room left and the school
management wasn’t sure of what should be done to that empty room .
Without hesitation, Spurshhhhhhh ... ! I started spraying at the main door.It reads,“
Welcome to the world of Arts "with a combination of two vivid colours in graffity style. It
looked catchy as the backround of the door was lily-white . After I had sprayed the
main door , then I started to spray the room's wall.It reads, “This place is only for
talented ones”.The colour matched the wall and it was done beautifully.Out of the blue,I
heard some clear footsteps.I could guess that footsteps must be owned by a big size
person. My hair stood up and I could feel my heart’s drumbeat. The happiness and
excitement that I had just now vanished in no time.The steps were coming closer.I
slowly sneaked out to identify who was the owner of the footsteps.
. Oh gosh! All I could see was a grumpy tall man cladded with black suit.It was my
principal! I tried to find a way out but it was useless.I boosted my mind as the footsteps
became nearer.Aha! then an idea struck my mind. When the door opened, I dashed
out.He grabbed my school shirt to stop me from running away and I quickly closed his
2. eyes with my palms wishing that he couldn’t see me. I was really panicked and my body
was trembling.Without hesitation, I pushed him strongly and he fell down.I ran as fast
as a lightning and luckily my dad was in the car waiting for me.I then realized my name
tag fell somewhere.No more thinking,I jumped into dad’s car.
The next day I went to school as usual and pretended nothing had
happenend.Like the usual shy boy that do not talk or entertain to anyone unless
someone wanted to say hello, I sat at my place besides Mahaddi,my close friend.I
quickly grabbed the assignment on English literature given by Sir Rosdi.I knew that Sir
Rosdi was watching me very closely and he suspected that I had a problem to settle.My
heart beat faster when my name was called out through the paging system.“ Attention to
Fahmi Azan from 5 Amanah, please report immediately to the principal’s room right
now!” That was the hoarse voice that I heard before. My blood started to flow faster and
I could feel the andrenaline flowing..All the eyes were straight on me including Sir
Rosdi. They were wandering why the principal was making the announcement himself.
.I quickly walked to the principal’s office .As I arrived there I knocked the door politely.
“Come in!” .Gulp ! Only God knows how I felt right now. I slowly opened the door and
entered the room.The room was so cool as cool as my body. “Please have a sit”.My
principal quipped.After being interoggated for almost half an hour,I felt so calm.I listened
attentively and nodded.He told me that he was attracted to my arts and proposed the
room that I sprayed being made “The school art’s room.”What a surprise! I smiled and
thanked him. He also proposed an Art’s club and appointed me as the president of the
club.I hugged him tightly.He was so shocked but happy with my reactions.
I shook his hands and thanked him for his kindness.I never expect this dramatic event
took a 360 degree turn.It wasn’t a mess as I thought initially…..
WRITE AN ESSAY BEGINING WITH:NATASYA WAS VERY SURE THAT SHE DIDNT DO IT
Natasya was very sure that she didn't do it. She triedto explained it butMissRaudah didn't trust her. She had no idea who tookthe money.
She could not hold backher tearswhen the teacher accused her stealingthe money.
The story began when MissRaudah, Natasya'sEnglish teacher entrusted her to keep an eye on her purse. Then, the teacher went to the
ladiesand left Natasya alonein the class. When Maria passed the class, she saw Natasya sat lonely whilestudying and a blackelegant
stylish purse beside her. Maria had an idea to frame on Natasya.She wasso jealousof Natasya since the first day Natasya reported to
school.
Indeed Mariawasa jealousgirl.She envied that Natasya alwaysbeingpraised by the teachers. Maria wasconsidered asa wet blanket and
sometimeslabelled asa blacksheep in her class.Nobody in the classliked her. Then, she enteredthe classand spoke to Nata sya. She told
Natasya that someone wanted to see her outside. Natasya immediately stood up andwent outside. Maria wasso happy that Natasya
believedher.Immediately she tooka lot of money from the purse and put itintoNatasya'sbag. When Maria wastaking the money, she didn't
relised that Aliyasaw her from a small window on the other side of the class.
Aliya tried to leave theplace secretly but Maria stopped her. Maria quickly held Aliya'shand and said "hey ! Just pretend t hat you didn't
know anything about this." Aliya got scared and nodded her head.A few minuteslater, Natasya enteredthe classand continuedher
reading.Then MissRaudah came intothe classto take her purse back and thanked Natasya. While walkingout of the class, Miss Raudah
found out that the zipwhere she put the cash in wasunzipped.She wentbackto Natasya and said, " Oh gosh ! where is my money ?".Then
she asked Natasya. Natasya denied taking thethe money.MissRaudah wasa bit mad and told herthat she had to refer the case t o the
Principal. Then, Mariacame inand told MissRaudah that she saw Natasya unzippedthe bagand tookthe cash.
The thingswasmade worst when Miss Raudah threatenedto take Natasya to see the Principal.Sothe three of them went andsee the
Principal. MissRaudah reported about her lost money.ThenMaria volountered to checkNatasya’s bag in her classroom.
3. The Almighty wasthe greatest.Mariafell into a drainwhile running excitedly to getthe money from Natasya’sbag.She didn’t realise that Alya
had earlier tookthe money and wason her way to the Principal’soffice to handover the money to MissRaudah.
Aliya saw Natasya and she could not hold backher tearswhen looking at the innocent Natasya who had been accused.ThenAliya handed
over the money to MissRaudah and explainedthe chronology of the events.The Principal orderedMaria to quickly come to hisoffice.
Maria waswalking in pain andcouldnot hold her tears.She wasfeelingashamedand apologised to MissRaudah and Natasya for the
incident. Sincethat day, Maria moved to another school asshe could not take the embarrasment anymore.
NARRATIVE ESSAY:WRITE A STORY BEGINING WITH,IT HAD BEEN RAINING ALL DAYS...
It had been raining all day,at timesit rainslike cat and dogs. At that moment,I slightly doubt the weather forecast since it forecasted thatthe
sun was going to scorch mercilessly.I sighed with reliefand stared at the clockwith bemusement. It wasa lmost 6.00 p.m. but mom didnot
returned from the supermarket yet.Thesky was getting darker. " Oh mom, where are you? " I was feelinga bit uneasy..
I dragged myself to close my bedroom'sdoor. Out of the blue, a sudden crickling sound thatcame from th e kitchen mademe jump infright.
All of a sudden, I feel a surge of pure terror, my heartsstarted to thud in panic.I could notbreatheeasily knowing thatt here might be
someone in my kitchen.Ohmy god ! Thisthing cannot behappening to me, someone was breaking intomy house? Nobody by my side for
the moment andhow couldI tackle this.The fact thatI need to face theperson all by myself mademe jittery and wanted to burst into tears.
But, I took a deep breath plucking my courageand I grabbed my hockey stick.Then I bravely went downstairsdespite my handswere
slightly shaking.Tomy horror, my worst nightmare wasanswered.It wasn’t what I expected. AsI opened the kitchen'sdoor, there wasa big ,
plump rat staring nastily at me.Thus,mademe screamed on topof my voice asthoughthe rat wasgoing to biteme. Now, it wasbetween me
and that nasty rat. It would be another war. In a blinkof an eye, the rat wason my foot and I ran around the dining table.Still it wasn’t enough
for that nasty rat,it jumped on methusmaking me yelled!Oh gosh!“Thiswar is not going to be over yet” I quipped.Unknowingly, asthe battle
between the rat and I was progressing, my hockey stick which I held firmly hit onepile of plateson the tableand the plateswere scattered
into pieces. AsI was too engross to hit the plumprat, I accidentally stepped on thepiecesof broken platesand the pieces hurt my feet.It was
really bad. Asmy feet, was prickling with pain, I sat down, defeated whilerat tookthe opportunity escaped through a hole on therooftop..My
legswere trembling, my fingerstwisted slightly. God, what a fiasco !
As I was looking for cotton budand plaster to attendto my injuredfoot,thebell rang andthe sound " I'm home, honey ", ech oing inmy ears.
Then, mom went straight to the kitchento put away the groceries.She stood rooted in disbelief. Shelooked at me with red eyes, lookingat
my bleeding feetand thenlooked at the kitchen before saying,'' What have gone wrong,my dear? " I told her the entire story while she was
cleaningmy wound.I wasreally terrifiedthat she would scold me but thenshe looked up and curved a smile, tryinghard to refrainherself
from laughing outloud. Shetoldme thatshe had the same experienceasI did.It waseven worse where she needed to battle withtwo rats.
The clockthen striked at 7.30 p.m and we were all done cleaningup the messthat I had unwittingly created.Without hesitation,I asked my
mom, what about that nasty rat which certainly would come back.My mum confidently answered, " Don’t worry my dear,we will make sure
thisround the rat won’t escape..Maybe we will make the rat eat what it likes,the poison rat.” I smiled and hopedthere would never be another
titanic battlewith the rat.But if ever the rat comebackagain,thistime I hopeit would face meand my mom.