Safe driving: Embrace Life
If only I had driven too safe that night.
I would not have the emptiness inside me.
I'm sorry, but the video I found on the net has been withdrawn due to problems of copyright and can not find anywhere else. The sense is, everything.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Does Panadol Kill You
But what rights they have children?
This morning I attended the nth strike against the Reform Gelmini. One lesson was lost an hour to strike ..... it still remains the hope that something will change really.
And just this morning I found myself talking with a colleague, also on strike, a touching story lived together. Tell you about ......
Irina is a beautiful little girl: dark hair, silk, eyes bright and intelligent.
Irina loves to study, he does it with passion.
Irina is Romanian, but in recent years has arrived in Italy with his mother and sister.
His father remained in Romania, but they often call to get back home to her children. (Irina, in fact, has a sister more run somewhere ....).
the early days were difficult. Irina, mother and sister, have often changed the house, they also lived on the street, but then things were made better, and fortunately, they found a small apartment to share with other people.
Last year, more or less in November, we realized that Irina was distracted, sad, suffering. We realized that his pain was deep and his eyes spoke for her and telling moments of pain. Irina often complaining of headaches, a couple of times he referred to small quarrels with her mother. Until one day, was taken ill, a severe panic attack that shocked her and us. It was just
scesa dall'autobus che tutte le mattine la portava a scuola, entrata in classe ha cominciato a sudare, a correre verso la porta d'ingresso dell'aula; cercava aiuto, ci implorava di darle una mano. Non riusciva a respirare.
Eravamo spaventati, abbiamo chiamato subito il 118 che è arrivato in fretta, con un pediatra a bordo. Il medico, in pochi minuti, è riuscito a calmare la bambina.
Ovviamente sua madre è stata subito avvertita dell'accaduto.
Il giorno dopo Irina non è venuta a scuola ed è stato così per alcuni giorni durante i quali siamo riusciti a sapere che la bambina era a casa per dei controlli. Noi, dal canto nostro e tra mille dubbi ed interrogativi, abbiamo allertato gli assistenti sociali.
Al suo rientro, alla gioia di rivederla, si è unito il dolore per la scoperta di una realtà inimmaginabile.
Sua madre si prostituiva e costringeva Irina a vivere, sotto lo stesso tetto, con il suo compagno marocchino, violento ed alcolizzato, ed il giovane nipote di lui.
Spesso la bambina rimaneva sola in casa con quest'uomo e aveva paura, tanta paura.
Non abbiamo mai saputo se ci fosse stata violenza sessuale a danno della piccola, sicuramente c'è stata violenza psicologica e fisica da parte della madre che spesso la puniva perché infastidita dall'atteggiamento di repulsione, oltre che di paura, che la bambina aveva nei confronti del suo compagno/sfruttatore. Gli assistenti sociali l'hanno prontamente allontanata da casa, portandola in una casa-famiglia. Irina, dopo quell'episodio, è ritornata a scuola per salutarci due volte e, in quelle occasioni, ha raccontato tutto ciò che, fino a quel momento, non era stata capace di raccontare: botte, litigi violenti, minacce. L'ha fatto con freddezza e consapevolezza e quando una collega le ha chiesto: "Come ti trovi lì, in casa-famiglia?" lei ha risposto soltanto:" Maestra, mi trovo come si troverebbe una bambina terrorizzata che ha vissuto per oltre un mese senza luce.....".
Oggi sappiamo che Irina frequenta la prima media con ottimi voti e che sua madre è stata inserita in un progetto di recupero. Qualcuno ci ha comunicato che, sempre sotto il controllo delle autorità competenti, Irina has returned home from the mother that has caused so much suffering, perhaps because her unconscious victim of a too strong and difficult to counter.
inevitably think back to her every time we talk to children in need, every time I read of children abused, exploited, beaten, every time I meet one along my way.
And I think of you when I find myself having to prepare a lesson on the Rights of the Child, an important lesson, complex, to be treated in the right way, especially when small children are having to listen to small ..... .
On 20 November 2010, as every year, will be celebrated the day Universal Rights of the Child and 'Adolescence is designated in memory of the day when the General Assembly adopted the Declaration on the Rights of the Child (in 1959) and the Convention on the Rights of the Child (in 1989).
And just this morning I found myself talking with a colleague, also on strike, a touching story lived together. Tell you about ......
Irina is a beautiful little girl: dark hair, silk, eyes bright and intelligent.
Irina loves to study, he does it with passion.
Irina is Romanian, but in recent years has arrived in Italy with his mother and sister.
His father remained in Romania, but they often call to get back home to her children. (Irina, in fact, has a sister more run somewhere ....).
the early days were difficult. Irina, mother and sister, have often changed the house, they also lived on the street, but then things were made better, and fortunately, they found a small apartment to share with other people.
Last year, more or less in November, we realized that Irina was distracted, sad, suffering. We realized that his pain was deep and his eyes spoke for her and telling moments of pain. Irina often complaining of headaches, a couple of times he referred to small quarrels with her mother. Until one day, was taken ill, a severe panic attack that shocked her and us. It was just
scesa dall'autobus che tutte le mattine la portava a scuola, entrata in classe ha cominciato a sudare, a correre verso la porta d'ingresso dell'aula; cercava aiuto, ci implorava di darle una mano. Non riusciva a respirare.
Eravamo spaventati, abbiamo chiamato subito il 118 che è arrivato in fretta, con un pediatra a bordo. Il medico, in pochi minuti, è riuscito a calmare la bambina.
Ovviamente sua madre è stata subito avvertita dell'accaduto.
Il giorno dopo Irina non è venuta a scuola ed è stato così per alcuni giorni durante i quali siamo riusciti a sapere che la bambina era a casa per dei controlli. Noi, dal canto nostro e tra mille dubbi ed interrogativi, abbiamo allertato gli assistenti sociali.
Al suo rientro, alla gioia di rivederla, si è unito il dolore per la scoperta di una realtà inimmaginabile.
Sua madre si prostituiva e costringeva Irina a vivere, sotto lo stesso tetto, con il suo compagno marocchino, violento ed alcolizzato, ed il giovane nipote di lui.
Spesso la bambina rimaneva sola in casa con quest'uomo e aveva paura, tanta paura.
Non abbiamo mai saputo se ci fosse stata violenza sessuale a danno della piccola, sicuramente c'è stata violenza psicologica e fisica da parte della madre che spesso la puniva perché infastidita dall'atteggiamento di repulsione, oltre che di paura, che la bambina aveva nei confronti del suo compagno/sfruttatore. Gli assistenti sociali l'hanno prontamente allontanata da casa, portandola in una casa-famiglia. Irina, dopo quell'episodio, è ritornata a scuola per salutarci due volte e, in quelle occasioni, ha raccontato tutto ciò che, fino a quel momento, non era stata capace di raccontare: botte, litigi violenti, minacce. L'ha fatto con freddezza e consapevolezza e quando una collega le ha chiesto: "Come ti trovi lì, in casa-famiglia?" lei ha risposto soltanto:" Maestra, mi trovo come si troverebbe una bambina terrorizzata che ha vissuto per oltre un mese senza luce.....".
Oggi sappiamo che Irina frequenta la prima media con ottimi voti e che sua madre è stata inserita in un progetto di recupero. Qualcuno ci ha comunicato che, sempre sotto il controllo delle autorità competenti, Irina has returned home from the mother that has caused so much suffering, perhaps because her unconscious victim of a too strong and difficult to counter.
inevitably think back to her every time we talk to children in need, every time I read of children abused, exploited, beaten, every time I meet one along my way.
And I think of you when I find myself having to prepare a lesson on the Rights of the Child, an important lesson, complex, to be treated in the right way, especially when small children are having to listen to small ..... .
On 20 November 2010, as every year, will be celebrated the day Universal Rights of the Child and 'Adolescence is designated in memory of the day when the General Assembly adopted the Declaration on the Rights of the Child (in 1959) and the Convention on the Rights of the Child (in 1989).
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Disadvantages Of Enbrel
What can I say ......
.... I do not feel Italian, but fortunately or unfortunately, I am .......
.... I do not feel Italian, but fortunately or unfortunately, I am .......
Friday, November 5, 2010
Clinics In Mississauga
World Diabetes Day - November 14
The hundred is
The child is made a hundred.
The child has a hundred languages \u200b\u200b
hundred hands a hundred thoughts a hundred ways of thinking
to play and talk
one hundred always a hundred ways of listening to love to surprise
one hundred joys for singing and understanding a hundred worlds
to discover a hundred worlds to invent
hundred worlds to dream. The child has
hundred languages \u200b\u200b(and a hundred hundred hundred more)
but they steal ninety-nine.
The school and the culture separate the head from the body.
They said
to think without hands to do without head to listen and
not speak to understand without joy to love and
to marvel only at Easter and Christmas.
They said
to discover the world already there and
hundred they steal ninety-nine.
They said that the
work and play reality and fantasy science and imagination
the sky and earth reason and dream
are things that do not belong together. And thus they tell
that the hundred is not there.
The child says:
The hundred is there.
(L. Malaguzzi)
The hundred is
The child is made a hundred.
The child has a hundred languages \u200b\u200b
hundred hands a hundred thoughts a hundred ways of thinking
to play and talk
one hundred always a hundred ways of listening to love to surprise
one hundred joys for singing and understanding a hundred worlds
to discover a hundred worlds to invent
hundred worlds to dream. The child has
hundred languages \u200b\u200b(and a hundred hundred hundred more)
but they steal ninety-nine.
The school and the culture separate the head from the body.
They said
to think without hands to do without head to listen and
not speak to understand without joy to love and
to marvel only at Easter and Christmas.
They said
to discover the world already there and
hundred they steal ninety-nine.
They said that the
work and play reality and fantasy science and imagination
the sky and earth reason and dream
are things that do not belong together. And thus they tell
that the hundred is not there.
The child says:
The hundred is there.
(L. Malaguzzi)
Monday, November 1, 2010
Homemade Dune Buggy Ideas
Our kids: funny and ironic:)
"Maestra, facciamo che oggi è domenica?" mi chiedeva Tommaso, cinque anni e mezzo, martedì pomeriggio mentre, evidentemente stanco, non riusciva a terminare il compito assegnatogli. "Maestra, no, I do not want to finish the job! "he exclaimed with conviction Valeria, six years, on Thursday morning. And I said," But Valeria, it would be a shame not to finish it, you're almost at the end, you're a good girl and intelligent and, above all, full of energy . They hire someone for homework? "She said," No, teacher, I've already said no and then the energy I need to play at home !!!". It 's true, children can be witty and ironic already small, they know how to get around or how to convince you that what they say is the right thing. too often fail to make proper observations, so that undermine your certainties of adult sailed ... today I will talk about children, because they are the category society with which I am better, although rare, and I hope normal periods of fatigue and impatience.
I read some time ago, a very interesting book, written by an American named pediatrician Mel Levine, who founded a 'institution, the "All Kinds of Minds," which establish procedures and programs to help parents, teachers, doctors and children themselves to confront diversity and barriers related to learning: "Come home directly from the maternity ward clutching a baby is like taking over not knowing how to fly a jet. Unfortunately, if the child has no instructors or toll-free numbers to call to know what to do ....." and continues ..... "Children need to live in a family can love and support the growth of their individual mind even when it learned that parents do not understand. Get to know a mind is like looking up a peach flower become a fruit succulent. But it is possible to observe a brain bloom? Actually the signs are there to be seized and they are many. There is the manner in which the child accepts the challenge with reading, making efforts to translate thoughts into words written, the relationship you have with others, how they manage their time and attention controls. Armed with the necessary knowledge and availability of much mental, fathers and mothers can and should become aware observers " . And again: "Family and school must unite. Neither can educate a child or a child without the cooperation of the other. The family should have a clear idea of \u200b\u200bthe school's expectations, in order to help students meet them if they are sensible. When schools and families communicate, the results do not wait ". [to be in their own way of Mel Levine Mondadori Ed].
I stop, but I could continue this interesting text because it addresses issues that affect us closely, every single day. Affect mothers and fathers living together, single parents, extended families ..... They are a challenge, and must touch all those who conscientiously have given birth to a son and that, therefore, should take care to better, leaving no stone unturned.
How many of us are willing to do that? I, for one, I often wonder about the quality of time I spend with my children, I first I feel guilty when, instead of playing with them, I dedicate myself to something else. I worry when I realize that I experience moments of "closure" for them, moments of fatigue, during which my patience goes to get a ride ....
And going back to the irony of our little, well read this recent article in La Repubblica yesterday an interesting insight into the world of childhood. Why not learn more from our little pests?!?! :)
"Maestra, facciamo che oggi è domenica?" mi chiedeva Tommaso, cinque anni e mezzo, martedì pomeriggio mentre, evidentemente stanco, non riusciva a terminare il compito assegnatogli. "Maestra, no, I do not want to finish the job! "he exclaimed with conviction Valeria, six years, on Thursday morning. And I said," But Valeria, it would be a shame not to finish it, you're almost at the end, you're a good girl and intelligent and, above all, full of energy . They hire someone for homework? "She said," No, teacher, I've already said no and then the energy I need to play at home !!!". It 's true, children can be witty and ironic already small, they know how to get around or how to convince you that what they say is the right thing. too often fail to make proper observations, so that undermine your certainties of adult sailed ... today I will talk about children, because they are the category society with which I am better, although rare, and I hope normal periods of fatigue and impatience. I read some time ago, a very interesting book, written by an American named pediatrician Mel Levine, who founded a 'institution, the "All Kinds of Minds," which establish procedures and programs to help parents, teachers, doctors and children themselves to confront diversity and barriers related to learning: "Come home directly from the maternity ward clutching a baby is like taking over not knowing how to fly a jet. Unfortunately, if the child has no instructors or toll-free numbers to call to know what to do ....." and continues ..... "Children need to live in a family can love and support the growth of their individual mind even when it learned that parents do not understand. Get to know a mind is like looking up a peach flower become a fruit succulent. But it is possible to observe a brain bloom? Actually the signs are there to be seized and they are many. There is the manner in which the child accepts the challenge with reading, making efforts to translate thoughts into words written, the relationship you have with others, how they manage their time and attention controls. Armed with the necessary knowledge and availability of much mental, fathers and mothers can and should become aware observers " . And again: "Family and school must unite. Neither can educate a child or a child without the cooperation of the other. The family should have a clear idea of \u200b\u200bthe school's expectations, in order to help students meet them if they are sensible. When schools and families communicate, the results do not wait ". [to be in their own way of Mel Levine Mondadori Ed].
I stop, but I could continue this interesting text because it addresses issues that affect us closely, every single day. Affect mothers and fathers living together, single parents, extended families ..... They are a challenge, and must touch all those who conscientiously have given birth to a son and that, therefore, should take care to better, leaving no stone unturned.
How many of us are willing to do that? I, for one, I often wonder about the quality of time I spend with my children, I first I feel guilty when, instead of playing with them, I dedicate myself to something else. I worry when I realize that I experience moments of "closure" for them, moments of fatigue, during which my patience goes to get a ride ....
And going back to the irony of our little, well read this recent article in La Repubblica yesterday an interesting insight into the world of childhood. Why not learn more from our little pests?!?! :)
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