There's something in everyone of us that makes us special and we don't always notice that. We tend to think only in ourselves and I don't blame us. We've been culturally raised for being individuals, and that's it. But when I reminisce about what had happened in my life, I recognize a big moment, a moment when I stopped thinking about myself, that's when she looked at me.
Gorgeous greenish eyes. Serious and clever, funny and diverting too. Someone with whom I felt comfortable with. Someone to listen, and someone who I could talk to. By the time I woke up... I was in love. Nothing will ever be the same since that day...
I was a child then. My eyes were discovering a new world. The subway, the college, my bed and my bread, everything was new, even my heart. I learned to live with my new family. Mom and Dad were there, and my "I don't want you to be my" sister was there too. She became my support and my friend.
My "sis" and I shared many things. We learned from each other. The night was the veil that covered the livings we spitted out during long "tertulias". I became a "Listener", the first step for what would happen afterwards. But during the following weeks, I received an unpleasant visit from my old self...
What happened to microteachings? Did I missed something?
Last Tuesday we were spectators of a fine lecture on Hitler and the roots of his hatred against Jews (The Holocaust was a hard prove of that). My classmates did a very good job in reminding us some important elements of the Nazi menace in the early twenties of the last century. Everything was fine, they had video resources, Power Point presentation, a often controversial topic, and many other elements for a successful activity in class. But here's the problem. Wasn't it supposed to be a Microteaching?
We all don't have to think twice to recognize that last Tuesday's presentation was a mere lecture. A very good one, but a lecture at the end. I really missed having myself participating in a more didactic activity were my learning (as a student) would have been the main objective in the presentation.
What I learn from this? I'll be more careful in doing what the teacher asked me to do, or at least the minimum to fulfill the requirements of the assignment, the rest is up to me.
Being creative and always looking forward to apply new ways of teaching are today's fashion in the education circle. Being aware of this is what makes my future profession somewhat more challenging and meaningful.
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And here's the song for today's post. Because I'd had some troubles with the recording process, I'll post a song played by their original authors. The song is called Tanz Mit Mir (German for Dance With Me) by Laibach. Enjoy
P.S. The song is in German, so here's the traslation.
DANCE WITH ME by Laibach
We all are possessed we all are damned we all are crucified we all are broken by attractive technology by economics of time by quality of life and the philosophy of war
one, two, three, four come dance with me baby brother, one, two, three, four give me both your hands one, two, three, four dance with me my friends one, two, three, four round around, it isn't difficult
we dance to Ado Hinkel Benzino Napoloni we dance to Schiekelgrueber and dance with Maitreya with Totalitarianism and with democracy we dance with Fascism and red anarchy
one, two, three, four come dance with me comrade one, two, three, four give me both your hands one, two, three, four come dance with me comrade one, two, three, four round around, it isn't difficult
we dance and we jump we hop and we sing we fall and rise we give or take American friend and German comrade we dance well together we dance to Baghdad
one, two, three, four come dance with me baby brother, one, two, three, four give me both your hands one, two, three, four dance with me my friends, one, two, three, four round around, it isn't difficult
I really like this idea of writing and posting in a Blog. Nowadays is very common for people to write down their ideas and experiences and share them with the world. And I wasn't the exception. Through my "Internet life" I've written four Blogs on various topics.
One was a Blog with lots of information about new software , and of course, external download links (or "piracy" if you prefer the more colloquial therm). It was very visited, but I stopped updating it, so I closed it after a few months.
Another Blog I had has now a very special flavor for me. It contained information about my band, and some passages in my life that I consider important, but suddenly, that Blog had to change its scheme to serve as a host for the British Culture class. The reason was that someone had deleted some vital information from the class E-Mail. I had backed up those files in my computer, so I posted them in my Blog and told my classmates to go and download from there everything they needed. Everything was fine until an anonymous message was left in the class E-Mail. It pointed me as the one who had deleted the information from the class E-Mail because I supposedly wanted to make my Blog more popular and visited. I was very surprised and upset firstly, because I didn't deleted the information, and secondly, because my intention was to help my classmates.
That was a very "freak" experience that I wouldn't want to repeat. That's why this Blog is a new opportunity for me to express myself again (and with no interruptions this time). Feel free to comment and WELCOME.
... PS. OH!, I almost forgot. Do you know why is this blog called Chords?, ok, here's the answer. Every week, one post will contain a piece of a song played by me, and recorded by me. The song I chose is for this week's "Chords' Clip" is Prime Time from The Alan Parsons Project. ENJOY!
