martes, 24 de mayo de 2011

Teachers teach more by what they are than by what they say.

Whe you talk about how to teach it always comes to your mind the simple idea of transmiting your knowledge to others by common strategies.
But when you think about teaching in a deeper way it´s when you start to wonder about the real influences you have over those who trust you as a guide of knowledge and behavior.
Now a days it is bealieved that a teacher has a bigger influence on their students by the way they act than by the way they said it should be act.
Most of the time porffesors are in the public eye giving theirselves away everyday and everytime with their "example" of what should be done in the society.
Even parents conseidered teachers as the second parents for their kinds, beacause it is supposed that appart from teaching accademyc stuff they also have to teach values and norms to the kids in order to have well prepared people in the future.
Eventhough teachers are not suppose to teach abything else appart from knowledge, in my opinion I do believe they should pay more attetion to the other side of the wall, wich is that they are a roll model for the society or at least for thei students and taht everything they say should be reflected on what they do in order to have coherency and value in their porffesional speech.
Taking into account thta you are the "heroe" for some kids and the " parebts" for their parents shold be the inspiration to be a better teacher everyday.

domingo, 22 de mayo de 2011

One of my favorite songs:

"Sweet Child O´ Mine" from Guns N´ Roses.
 I really love this song because to me it has everything : the lyrics,the music, the bit, his voice, and of course Slash guitar solo is perfect. I have tons of favorite songs (TONS); but this one in particular makes me feel really happy at any time and moment.
To me Slash is one the biggest virtuso performance ever.
Sweet Child O´Mine was a massive hit because of the catchy rythim.



HERE THE LYRICS:

She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I'd stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry


Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine


She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by


Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine


Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Sweet child o' mine

sábado, 21 de mayo de 2011

Dear Santa:

♥I wish I could get my twins for my next birthday.
♥I wish I didn't have to work on the final projects.
♥I wish I could lose 10 kilos for the summer.
♥and  finally I wish I could go to Brazil, England, Paris,Portugal Spain and Guerrero this summer time!

IF I WERE A BOY......

If I were a boy

Just from six to eight

I’d leave home for two hours

And you’d never know where the hell I go.



Play though with the guys

And have more new girls

I’d kiss with who I wanted

And I’d never get infected for it

Cause I’m already sick.



-chorus-

If I were a boy

I think I must understand

How it feels to hurt my girl

I swear I’d switch into a gril

I’d try to be her friend

Cause I know how it hurts

When you’re waiting for your boyfriend

And you have no one who listens

And everything you had got destroyed.



If I were a boy

I would buy more new clothes

Tell everyone “it’s brandnew”

So they’d think I’m the most handsome guy

I’d put myself first

And make the girls go where I go

Cause I know it would be painful

Waiting for me to come home, to come home.



(chorus x 1)



It’s a little mistake if you could come back

Say it’s just a revenge

Think I’d never hurt you back

If you thought I would care for you

You thought wrong



But you’re this poor boy

You idiot bastard

You idiot bastard

How it feels to have a girl

Someone just like me, a complete woman

You don’t listen to her

You don’t care how it hurts

Until you notice that she’s gone now

Cause you never moved a finger

And everything you had got destroyed.